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Although Qin Chengyong loved tea as if it was his life, at this moment, his heart was being pressured by matters and his heart was burning with anxiety. Even though he had his favorite tea in front of him, he could not muster up any interest.

His face was gloomy, like the tempo before a violent storm, he forcefully suppressed the impatience in his heart and said word by word:

"What are you trying to say?"

A sentence filled with patience caused Xue Zeyu's hand that was holding the teapot to pause for a moment, and then he returned to his original state.

He poured out the cup of tea that Qin Chengyong had not touched and added a new cup. He gently sipped the fragrant tea in the cup and raised the cup in front of him. He gently shook it a few times:

"In order to make this tea, one has to be calm and collected, and also have to soak seven times in water. Once the first layer of water has been steeped, a warm fragrance would slowly rise from the cup, and a sweet fragrance would assail their nostrils. "The seventh and final layer of water have been steeped. At this time, the fragrance of the tea has remained light and elegant. After the water has passed, it will remain quiet and sweet. This tea must be brewed in an orderly manner, otherwise it will lose its original flavor …"

Qing tea is suitable for drinking slowly, between sips, the aftertaste slowly spread from the tip of the teeth, the corner of the mouth, its fragrance far away.

Xue Zeyu enjoyed the moment as he put down his teacup. He looked at Qin Chengyong meaningfully, "Since tea is like this, this person is the same. He has to be particular about first come first served."

Hearing this, Qin Chengyong's face was calm. He moved his finger and picked up the cup of steaming hot tea in front of him. Breathing lightly, he took a sip.

It was warm and fragrant, causing one's mind to tremble.

If a night of peaceful sleep, the morning light clear and bright, accompanied by fragrant tea, the mood will certainly be as comfortable as the wind.

But at this moment, there were too many things that he had yet to settle. His mind was heavy, and no matter how good the tea was, it had become tasteless.

He could hear the hidden meaning behind Xue Zeyu's words, but other than Xue Yuzhu, he was not forced by anyone else. He put down his teacup and slowly said:

"Those who make tea will definitely remember the order, but the order is reversed, and those who drink tea will know immediately. Doctor Xue only knows how to make tea, but he doesn't know how to taste it." Those who make tea will definitely know the sequence, but those who drink tea will know the reverse.

As the tea entered his throat, he drank it with a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth. His low and hoarse voice, after being moistened by the tea, was unexpectedly soothing and gentle, no longer hoarse.

It was as if the tea was flowing in the middle of a mahogany cup, light and pleasant to the ear.

Xue Zeyu was stunned when he heard this and instantly gave up. He coldly snorted and said, "Hmph, I heard that you loved tea. I didn't expect that you had such a high foundation for tasting tea."

He muttered to himself, no longer pretending.

Qin Chengyong smiled, his eyes were deep as he stared at him and said, "Drinking tea is not our goal. Tell me, what do you know?"

Ever since Xue Zeyu had asked him to stay, he felt that he must have known something. For example, who the man in the ICU was and what did it have to do with Xue Yuzhu.

Xue Zeyu should know all of this, and that she was famous for pouring and tasting tea, but it was just to pave the way for what he was going to say next.

Xue Zeyu was a smart middle-aged man. Ever since Qin Chengyong brought Xue Yuzhu over this morning, he knew that there must be something wrong with the two of them. But now, the young man sitting opposite them was not so easy to fool.

Therefore, there were some things that had to be covered up.

His gaze passed through Qin Chengyong to the door behind him and he let out a sigh. The light in his eyes gradually faded, as if he was recalling something …

"..."

Xue Yuzhu and An Yan came to Eddie's office.

Eddie sat on the sofa, facing the french windows, as if in a daze.

When he saw her enter, he only raised his eyes a little, then looked away, not in the least surprised, as if he knew she was coming.

Xue Yu Zhu sat down on the sofa opposite him and carefully examined his boss. Only after a few days did he realize how tired and thin he was. His eye sockets were sunken, and the dark circles under his eyelids could be seen clearly.

Deep inside her heart, she felt even more uneasy. Frowning, she asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Since she had sat down and blocked Eddie's view of the French windows, he had turned his attention to the coffee table.

Hearing Xue Yuzhu's words, he glanced at her, then looked at An Yan by the side, somewhat hesitant.

Xue Yuzhu saw through his intentions, so she found an excuse to let An Yan leave.

"Go ahead." Watching the door to the office close, Xue Yuzhu spoke faintly.

Eddie didn't say anything immediately, but stood up and poured himself a glass of water. Perhaps he had been sitting there for too long, and when he got up all he could hear was the crunch of his leg joints.

Holding the transparent glass cup of water in his hand, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes. Suddenly, he raised his hand. "Pa …" "Clank …" A clear cracking sound descended, and following that, his angry voice sounded:

"Xue Yu Zhu, did you come here on purpose to harm me?"

Xue Yuzhu was frightened for an instant. After being stunned for a few seconds, he quickly calmed down. Looking at the broken glass on the floor, he listened to his detailed explanation.

Eddie suddenly sat down on the sofa and faced Xue Yuzhu. He seemed to be questioning her, but the words that came out of his mouth were as if he was flipping through his old accounts:

"Xue Yuzhu, I believe that I usually treat you quite well. Which celebrity in the company is better than you in terms of resources? That's fine, but last time my niece Ivy offended you, shouldn't I immediately have her leave the country and stay as far away from you as possible … "

He raised his voice again and shouted, "What else are you not satisfied with? Must cause trouble for the company, and cause trouble for me! "

Xue Yuzhu withdrew her gaze from the debris on the ground and her body slightly relaxed. Leaning against the sofa cushion behind her, she slightly narrowed her eyes and impatiently said: "Get to the main point as soon as possible. If there's something you have to say!"

Her long hair was loose and her eyes were cold and lazy.

Xue Yuzhu and Eddie's usual communication method was the same. He was just like the depressed Xue Yuzhu; his mood was always unstable.

Seeing her like this, Eddie was angry, but he could do nothing about it. He sighed and gradually relaxed.

"In these two days, there has always been a woman coming to the company to cause trouble. She said that you killed her mentally ill brother, and it should be said that you are a murderer …"

Hearing this, Xue Yuzhu's frown deepened. There was a trace of peculiarity in his heart, but he was momentarily unable to recall what had happened.

He continued:

"Although you usually bring a lot of benefits to the company, you always cause trouble for the company and the losses to the company are also huge. I don't know the real reason for this' murderer ', but after this incident, the investment company that we just discussed also withdrew its capital. With your many endorsements, the brand manager Na Qin also ended the collaboration."

He leaned back on the sofa and raised his head slightly. His index finger and thumb were curled up as he pinched the space between his eyebrows. He looked tired and a little desperate.

"I was the one who founded this brokerage company. It hasn't even reached the public market yet and it's going to be ruined."

When Xue Yuzhu saw his appearance, she was slightly moved.

She and Eddie weren't the same type of relationship between a superior and a subordinate. They were more like friends who hated each other. Without him, it would be even more difficult for Xue Yuzhu to make a move in the entertainment circle.

Seeing his sad appearance, an idea suddenly popped up in Xue Yuzhu's mind. She thoughtfully called out: "Director Ai …"

She rarely called him that, unless it was a serious and formal conversation.

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a staff member who hastily ran in.

"Director Ai, that woman came over again …"

Before Eddie could think of a solution, he jumped up from the couch and hurried out.

Xue Yuzhu followed closely behind.