"Let master Qu wait a long time."

Pei Ge came out with a smile, and the temperament beauty behind him looked at this side with cold eyes, as if looking at two people who had nothing to do with each other. The most dignified figures in the capital were here.

"Xiaoyue, come here and bring the tea to master qu."

Peige whispered the temperament beauty called Xiaoyue.

"Yes, Madam President."

Xiaoyue stepped forward and brought the exquisite porcelain cup printed with blue and white porcelain to Peige. "Madam, the new tea is just ready now."

"OK, thank you, Xiaoyue."

Peige took up the tea cup with both hands and handed it to master Qu with a gentle attitude, but there was endless alienation in his eyes.

"Master Qu, please have tea."

"OK."

Master Qu looked at Peige's eyes and was slightly stunned. It was so much like that the woman back in front of him. Only this time, master Qu felt that things are right and people are wrong.

"Ge Ge, I..."

While he was stunned, Ji Ziming came forward and picked up a porcelain cup in Peige's hand. "Master Qu, it would be a pity if such a good cup of tea was not tasted at the most appropriate temperature. Master Qu and Mrs. Qu have soaked tea for so many years. On this birthday, let me bring master Qu a cup. Don't master Qu want to drink?"

"How is it possible? I have to taste the tea brought by President Ji."

Master Qu smiled bitterly, looked at Peige, looked at the porcelain cup in Ji Ziming's hand, and took a sip.

The familiar taste flows between the lips and teeth, and the bitter taste has not dispersed between the lips and teeth for a long time. When master Qu is ready to swallow, the fragrance in his mouth suddenly blooms like a hundred flowers in spring, blooming one after another among the familiar lips and teeth.

"Well, master Qu?"

Ji Ziming's cold voice sounded in master Qu's ear. Master Qu opened his eyes, and all the guests held their breath to see if master Qu had anything else to say. Only after master Qu drank a sip of tea, he didn't say anything.

"This tea?"

Master Qu was surprised. Where had he drunk this tea? His memory became clearer and clearer from the vague state. This tea also seemed to have known each other when he was young.

"Does Master Qu like it?"

Ji Ziming looked at Xiao Yue standing behind Pei Ge. She looked very cold. She was very different from Uncle Bai.

White moon, white moon, the stars and moon in the white sky.

Are rare beauty in this world.

"I dare ask where President Ji got it. This tea is really old. Otherwise, if someone stays, I'm afraid I can't drink this tea today."

Master Qu smiled kindly. He didn't seem to be sad at all, but there was a storm in his heart.

"Master Qu doesn't care where this thing comes from. You just need to know that this tea is a gift from Ji Ziming."

Ji Ziming smiled, and his cold eyes crossed the old lady Qu beside master Qu, "old lady Qu, would you like to taste it, too?"

"I don't want it. I don't want to drink this tea. Besides, I'm afraid it's not easy to get this tea. It's a bit wasteful for me to drink it."

Old lady Qu thought of the clue of the tea and quickly refused. This is the woman's masterpiece. Old lady Qu, who knew Zhang Manhua's mother at that time, already knew this fact.

Master Qu, who loves to drink tea, has always liked such a unique taste. However, no matter how old lady Qu studied and imitated later, she didn't even imitate.

Later, Mrs. Qu came up with a good way, that is, to develop her own unique tea method, so that master Qu could drink other tastes, rather than the woman to enjoy master Qu.

"Mrs. Qu is so familiar with this tea?"

Ji Ziming looked at Mrs. Qu with a light eyebrow and a smile on his lips, but he was planning how to take off Mrs. Qu's ugly mask. Today, there are so many people in the Qu family's mansion. It's too simple to expose one person.

"How can I be familiar with it? I just heard some legends about this tea on the basis of my master's love. I don't know how this tea disappeared in such good sales."

Mrs. Qu inadvertently mentioned the result of the demise of the tea that year.

"Oh? It seems that Mrs. Qu really knows. How did Mrs. Qu know these stories, or what was put in the cup of tea you gave Mr. Qu?"

Ji Ziming's voice was bleak, just like Yan Luo climbing out of hell. Her eyes were terrible, and old lady Qu was very modest. She didn't dare to look up at Ji Ziming's eyes. But when he thought that he didn't put anything in that new cup of tea at all, he became bold.

"President Ji, are you afraid to say something when you talk like that? What do you mean, I added something to the master's tea, did you see it? Or did you put some eyeliner in our Qu family?"

Mrs. Qu didn't want to admit it. In fact, she had already been shaken in her heart.

How on earth did Ji Ziming know all this? He asked himself that he didn't say a word wrong, and that he didn't do anything wrong.

"I don't think Mrs. Qu wants me to explain. All the guests present should know that my wife, Peige, has almost the same face as Mr. Qu's former wife. Yes, my wife is the eldest daughter of the Qu family. She is Mr. Qu's granddaughter. If Mrs. Qu hadn't intervened in the Qu family, maybe all this would not be the case."

Ji Ziming's words are amazing. All the guests present are lamenting the storm that old lady Qu made in Qu's house. After so many years, it doesn't mean that no one remembers, let alone that it hasn't happened for so many years.

"President Ji, you're here to help Peige and Zhang Manhua fight against injustice. You say they're from the Qu family, so they must be from the Qu family? I can't see how easy it is to make a face that is extremely similar because cosmetic surgery is so popular these days."

Mrs. Qu doesn't want to believe it. She doesn't want to, and even has been rejecting it. For so many years, even if Peige and Zhang Manhua want to go back to Qu's house, with her Mrs. Qu, there's no reason and it's impossible for them to really get everything in Qu's house.