The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

He bowed his head and sent Bai Jingxuan a message:

[The old man of the Li family took the initiative to invite me to drink tea. It seems that you don't have that honor anymore. 】

As soon as Bai Jingxuan entered the yard, she was a little surprised to see Bai Ruoyao and Li Zhenshan drinking tea at the same table. They seemed to be having a good conversation.

When did her half-sister get so close to Mr. Li?

Ding! One sound.

When the text message came in, Bai Jingxuan glanced at it. Li Tinghe, who was walking beside her, also saw it and frowned.

When Bai Ruoyao saw that Li Tinghe had come, her eyes lit up.

Li Zhenshan stood up from his seat, with a kind smile on his face, "Xuanxuan is here, Tinghe, come and sit."

"When did you invite Bai Ruoyao?" Li Tinghe stepped up to Li Zhenshan's side, his tone obviously displeased.

"I didn't invite her." Li Zhenshan said, "She was the one who waited for me here for a few days. I also added a birthday gift and asked for a cup of tea, so I wouldn't refuse."

"..." The slap in the face came too suddenly, and Bai Ruoyao's expression instantly became embarrassing.

Li Tinghe pulled away the chair elegantly and noblely, and made a gesture to Bai Jingxuan, obviously asking her to take a seat.

After Bai Jingxuan sat down, she clicked on the text message and put her phone on the tea table.

When Li Zhenshan saw the content of the message, dissatisfaction flashed in his old eyes, "Girl of the Bai family, your face is worthless."

"Grandpa Li taught you the right thing." Bai Ruoyao had no choice but to lower her head and pretend to be cute, feeling humiliated in her heart.

Li Tinghe was sitting next to Bai Jingxuan, and Bai Ruoyao was sitting opposite him.

This was the first time in her life that Bai Ruoyao was sitting at the same table with Li Tinghe, and the natural domineering coercion from him made her heart so nervous that her throat almost burst out.

On second thought, she wanted to be Mrs. Li, to be on the stage.

Taking a deep breath, a shy smile appeared on Bai Ruoyao's face, and she tried her best to be as calm as possible, "Why is Young Master Li free?"

Li Tinghe kept silent, apparently too lazy to pay attention to her.

Bai Ruoyao brushed her hair in embarrassment, and every gesture showed the demeanor that she had trained in advance.

It's a pity that Li Tinghe's eyes never fell on her.

The servant served four cups of tea. A table of four served glasses separately.

Bai Ruoyao took a sip, and saw that there was no name on the tea pot, she had a plan, "I have reviewed this tea with Grandpa Li before, and Grandpa Li even praised me. Sister, can you drink this tea?" What kind of tea is it?"

Waiting to see Bai Jingxuan lose face.

Li Tinghe thought about it. My wife has never done much research on tea. Just as she was about to get out of the siege, Bai Jingxuan said, "A 200,000-jin old Icelandic tree, a handful of tea leaves are equivalent to gold leaves." She took a sip, "It tastes light when you drink it. When it reaches the throat, it forms a sweet and clear taste, and when it enters the stomach, it has rich layers and is refreshing and pleasant."

Li Zhenshan stroked his goatee and said with a smile, "Unexpectedly, my grandson-in-law is also a person who understands the tea ceremony."

"Li Tinghe's taste is better than yours." Bai Jingxuan said with a light smile, "following him in He Ting's Royal Villa, I'm used to good things."

This is true.

But she herself was also very rich. No matter how expensive the tea is, it is nothing.

"Hahaha!" Li Zhenshan laughed heartily.

Bai Ruoyao didn't take Bai Jingxuan's face into consideration, instead she made this bitch show off, and her face was extremely ugly. Sooner or later, these will be hers!

Li Tinghe felt a little strange that his wife had never drunk Iceland in He Ting. Could it be... She has dabbled before?