"Dad, it's done. Zhang Yanran happened to bring the tea set into the study at this time, and she felt an indescribable atmosphere, and smiled awkwardly.

The faint smile on Zhang Runhui's face not only made people not feel warm, but felt a burst of invisible pressure, which also made Zhang Yanran suddenly think of his father's own appearance, gentle on weekdays, just treating relatives.

Zhang Runhui deliberately took her away, not wanting her to interfere here: "Put it down, you go and help your mother cook first, and the two of us will have a good cup of tea." ”

"Okay, I'll come over and call you to dinner when it's ready, and you can talk slowly. Although Zhang Yanran was worried, she didn't plan to talk too much, if she spoke for the sake of Yiling now, it might backfire.

Yan Yiling smiled lightly and said: "I know a little about the tea ceremony, but I can't talk about being proficient, I don't know if I have the honor to make a pot for you?"

Zhang Runhui stretched out his hand to make a "please" action, there was no displeasure, but he looked like he was watching a play.

Yan Yiling nodded modestly, unpacked the Biluochun package he brought over, he started from the soup pot to the end of the tea, without a little restraint, but enjoyed the process of making tea, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, and even in moderation of emotions.

For a moment, the tea in the study was fragrant.

"Uncle, please try my clumsy tea art, if the taste does not achieve the desired effect, I hope you will bear with me. Yan Yiling offered the teacup with both hands, and after Zhang Runhui took it, he sat down and picked up his teacup.

Zhang Runhui picked up the teacup and sniffed the fragrance of the tea, seeing that the tea at the bottom of the glass was tender and green, clear and bright, and carefully sent it to his mouth to taste, a fresh and mellow taste slowly spread in his mouth, with a sweet aftertaste.

"This tea, to pick a bud and a leaf in Biluo spring tea, it will take twice as much time than other Biluo Chun, in the process of frying tea, hand does not leave the tea, kneading with stir-frying, copying and kneading, stir-frying and kneading, it can be called a special Biluochun, it is brewed, the tea soup at the bottom of the cup is green and clear, the tea fragrance is quiet, the entrance is moist and sweet, and the aftertaste is long-lasting. Yan Yiling added tea to Zhang Runhui's empty teacup, and suddenly said with a light smile: "If there is no tea set today, then this tea is not worth anything." ”

Yan Yiling responded positively to Zhang Runhui's question, if he is tea, it is good tea, if Zhang Yanran is a tea set, it is the best tea set, but if he can't meet such a good tea set as Zhang Yanran, it is worthless, in this life, he is a tea set, a tea set, Zhang Yanran is the most suitable person for him.

"How old are you this year, and what are your achievements?" Zhang Runhui didn't seem to be moved by his words, but he also listened to it in his heart, after all, he was very sure of his love for Zhang Yanran.

"I'm 25 years old, I'm currently doing a PhD, and I occasionally make some investments and run two hospitals under my own name. Yan Yiling can be said to have answers to questions, and there is no need to deliberately express himself in front of Zhang Runhui, as long as everything is as usual.

Zhang Runhui was silent, secretly looking at the calm and unhurried words in front of him, his appearance was dignified, and he had just the right grasp of advance and retreat, and he could do this, if he didn't pretend to be it, he would have cultivated it since childhood, and his family background was probably not simple, and Zhang Yanran's temperament was definitely not his opponent.

"Dad, Yi Ling, let's go down for lunch. Zhang Yanran called outside the door of the study, out of respect for them did not break the door in, and it was this voice that broke the oppressive atmosphere between them.

Zhang Runhui opened the door and picked up Zhang Yanran who was lying on the door, could he eat her boyfriend? ”

"Dad, today my mother made you your favorite hot and sour soup, but it was fragrant, but she didn't give me a taste, saying that it was for you. Zhang Yanran looked at Zhang Runhui's forbearant face, and knew that his actions had angered him, so she stuck out her tongue playfully to Yan Yiling on the side, and hurriedly followed Zhang Runhui to hold his arm and said coquettishly.

Zhang Runhui's face softened a lot, and he said proudly: "That's, you don't look at her whose wife she is?"

"Yes, yes, yes, she's your wife, and I'm sending it with phone bills. Zhang Yanran echoed.

There was no blame in Zhang Runhui's low tone, but a little doting: "What nonsense?"

In the restaurant, the four of them were in place, and they said a few words during the meal but they were not embarrassed, the atmosphere was relatively mild, Zhang Runhui's love for Yang Qingqin was vividly reflected, people who didn't know might be envious, Zhang Yanran and Yang Qingqin made eye contact at the dining table, and they knew at a glance that Zhang Runhui was provocative.

Yi Ling's attitude is the same, there is not too much emotion, there are not too many intimate movements between him and her, when talking with Zhang Runhui and Yang Qingqin, he also noticed Zhang Yanran's meal, if you look closely, you will find that he does not let her drink, but pours the soup in front of her, the fish and meat are picked off the thorns, the stuffy shrimp are removed from the shell, and even the vegetables are removed from the leaf stems, and she eats them one by one.

These inadvertently cultivated subconsciously, the two did not interact much, but it was reflected everywhere in Yan Yiling's skillful way of taking care of her, and there was a faint doting under her eyes, which was not intentional to act so well.

Their subtle actions fell into Zhang Yangqingqin's eyes, and she couldn't help but sigh that even she, a mother, might not have done it so well, but he did it easily.

After all, the topic still mentioned the issue of engagement, Yang Qingqin needs to ask him about his situation, his daughter's happiness is a major event in his life, not a small joke, Yang Qingqin asked gently: "I don't know who else is in Mr. Yan's family?"

"I'm the only child in my family, my parents are still alive, and I have a grandfather. Yan Yiling's chopsticks paused, and he naturally put down a light smile and responded.

Yan Yiling gave Yang Qingqin a very good impression, the family is simple, there will not be too many problems, it seems that she also slowly accepts Yan Yiling, she can see that the two people have each other's appearance in their eyes, just like when she and Zhang Runhui fell in love.