Chapter 114: The Prosperous Age Seals the Fire

Now, even he has the confidence, so what they didn't succeed yesterday will be carried around?

Yesterday, he was the mastermind behind the request to give the photo to the Liang family, and he also wanted to please Feng Xiyan.

Of course, Feng Xiyan was naturally happy.

also wants to save a little vitality, the most important thing is that Feng Xiyan is arrogant and conceited, how can he endure the fact that a man chooses others and abandons himself?

Therefore, she was not convinced, and she wanted others to see the unbearable woman who was not as good as her.

It backfired, and now she doesn't understand why Leung Ka Ho doesn't believe it.

However, since it was discovered, forget it, Feng Xiyan squinted, sooner or later she would have a way to teach them a good lesson.

At this time, the phone on the table rang suddenly, Feng Xiyan stretched out his hand to take it and put it to his ear, his messy hair did not have a trace of the style of the president of this company.

"Father?! He? Here's what I'm doing. As he spoke, he glanced at Gu Hecheng.

The other party immediately tensed his body, and only Feng Xiyan's response echoed in his ears: "Okay, okay." ”

After hanging up the phone, she rushed away lightly: "Father has something to do with you, you go back." ”

"Miss!" Gu Hecheng didn't move.

"Don't worry, my father shouldn't have pursued yesterday's incident, otherwise he would have mentioned it to me on the phone just now." Feng Xiyan saw what the other party meant, and comforted him without any emotion.

Gu Hecheng gritted his teeth, seeing that she was gradually getting impatient and no longer asking for it, he left.

When he arrived at the Feng Mansion and was taken up by the dead and silent servants, he was used to such a strange feeling of coming to the Feng House.

When I arrived at the study, I saw Feng Lao making tea and sitting, and today he no longer seemed to be so indifferent.

On the contrary, with gentleness, Gu Hecheng was flattered, "Feng Lao." Instinctively alerted him.

"Why are you standing so far away? Come and sit! ”

Well, the familiar feeling, still so unmistakable.

"Freshly brewed tea, taste it." Feng Lao enthusiastically began to introduce his favorite tea nonsensically.

"Tieguanyin?" Gu Hecheng took a sip and tentatively said the name of a tea.

Sure enough, the other party squinted and smiled.

This made Gu Hecheng breathe a sigh of relief, because he was right.

"But do you know why I like Tieguanyin alone?"

Gu Hecheng shook his head honestly, Feng Lao didn't blame, and began to tell the story.

"This Tieguanyin is indeed common on the street, but I don't think what they use is really real."

"It's both true and false."

However, Gu Hecheng muttered in his heart, forgive him for not drinking it, what difference does it make.

I only listened to Feng Lao continued: "Tea is the fairy grass in the world, tea is the poetry of Ling Xiuyong, we must taste it with deep feelings for tea, in order to truly appreciate the characteristics of good tea, such as clear, fresh, sweet, lively, fragrant, etc., so that its wonderful taste in the tip of the tongue and lips and teeth to interpret a different style." ”

"And Tieguanyin has a name called rhyme."

This Gu Hecheng still knew something, so he was a qualified listener, nodding his head in agreement from time to time, indicating that he was listening very carefully.

Because, until now, he hadn't heard the meaning of Feng Lao's mystery, and tried to concentrate.

"The rhyme is the unique charm of Tieguanyin, that is, the rhyme of Guanyin. After you brew, the soup is golden and bright like amber, with a natural and rich orchid fragrance, mellow and sweet, and a long aftertaste. ”