Time-limited wife pursuit order: hi, Professor

Chapter 191 Sorry, I didn't mean it

"Then what do you mean?" Zheng Wen walked back step by step, "I just said upstairs that I was worried that she was at home, and the person you were worried about was me, wasn't it?"

Zheng Wen is really sad. Anyone whose son helps his girlfriend or not helps himself will feel uncomfortable.

But if she really left like this, the relationship with Ye Hanmo would become alienated again, and she didn't want to see such a result.

"Mom, I really didn't mean that. You can take a good rest here. I'm going to work first." Ye Hanmo said.

Originally, he wanted to express his attitude again, but Xia Annuan secretly tugged on his sleeve, telling him not to anger Zheng Wen again.

So the words that came to his mouth were swallowed by Ye Hanmo and turned into soft words.

Zheng Wen didn't want to really make things out of hand, she only had one son, Ye Hanmo, and now that Ye Hanmo gave the steps, she walked down the stairs.

So Zheng Wen just snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Ye Hanmo was still a little worried about Xia Annuan, so he reached out and squeezed her palm, and said softly, "Wait for me to come back."

Seeing Ye Hanmo's back disappear, Xia Annuan not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but became even more nervous.

Without Ye Hanmo, Zheng Wen might not know what he would do to her.

Zheng Wen walked to the sofa and sat down without opening his mouth, but Xia Annuan couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he couldn't help but asked first, "Auntie, what kind of tea do you like? I'll let the servant prepare it?"

The tone was somewhat respectful, but Zheng Wen's attitude did not change for the better.

Zheng Wen chuckled: "Servant? You already consider yourself the mistress of this family?"

Xia Annuan could naturally hear what Zheng Wen meant, and shook her head: "Then what kind of tea do you like, let me prepare it?"

"Okay, I want to drink black tea, I only drink British royal black tea." Zheng Wen raised his head slightly, with a little bit of aristocratic look in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll make it right away." Xia Annuan didn't know what royal black tea was. She had never been exposed to it before, and she hadn't even heard of it. What kind of black tea was it.

But since Zheng Wen spoke, of course she wanted to do what Zheng Wen said.

She originally thought about it, but now she agrees, and then she will bring it out after the servant will help her soak it up.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Wen said: "If you want to be a wealthy wife, you must have proper etiquette. The art of making tea is a compulsory course for wealthy wives. Since Han Mo approves of you, then bring the tea set here and let me see it." Let's see how your tea art is."

Hearing this, Xia Annuan slightly widened her eyes.

How can she make tea?

She couldn't even tell the type of tea.

It felt like she really dug a hole for herself just now.

It's not good to say anything, why do you have to ask her about drinking tea?

"What? Don't prepare yet?" Zheng Wen urged Xia Annuan.

Seeing Xia Annuan's reaction, she guessed that Xia Annuan didn't know how to tea art.

Of course, Zheng Wen wanted to make good use of things that Xia Annuan didn't know, and mock her.

It also let her know exactly how much she weighed.

"Okay, I'm going to prepare now."

After finishing speaking, Xia Annuan turned around and went upstairs. When she reached the stairs, Zheng Wen's voice came again: "I hope you can hurry up, I'm already a little thirsty."

Xia Annuan paused, then continued upstairs without saying anything.

Xia Annuan remembered that there was a servant who was in charge of the tea pavilion. After finding that servant, Xia Annuan took the time to ask her about tea.

But Zheng Wen didn't give Xia Annuan much time.

The servant introduced some simple tea knowledge, and then demonstrated the process of making tea.

Xia Annuan only memorized part of it, but she didn't have time, and she didn't have time to study it carefully, so she could only bite the bullet and go downstairs.

A servant had already set up the tea set. Hearing Xia Annuan's voice coming downstairs, Zheng Wen deliberately said, "I don't even know that I can hold a piece of tea for half an hour. Hanmo's villa is so big."

"Sorry." Although she knew that Zheng Wen did it on purpose, Xia Annuan still chose to bow her head.

"Okay, don't act like you've been bullied by me. If Han Mo is here, you should scold me again." Zheng Wen pointed to the tea set and said, "Let's get started."

Xia Annuan recalled in her mind the order of making tea that she had just learned, and started to boil water to make tea in the order just memorized.

"Xia Annuan, do you really know how to make tea?" Zheng Wen seized the opportunity to mock Xia Annuan, "There is nothing wrong with the order of making tea, but there is no standard for how to do it."

Xia Annuan was a little embarrassed by Zheng Wen's words. She only watched the servant make tea once, and she couldn't remember anything except the order.

"I really don't know how to make tea." Lowering her head, Xia Annuan planned to compromise.

She knew that Zheng Wen was looking for trouble for her, but she really didn't know how to make tea.

"Then I'll soak it again for you to see now, and you should look carefully."

Xia Annuan nodded, and replied: "Okay, I will definitely study hard."

If Zheng Wen is willing to teach her how to make tea, Xia Annuan will of course be happy.

Zheng Wen soaked it in a standard and smooth manner, and the technique was very graceful. Although Xia Annuan watched carefully, it was impossible for her to learn such a complicated procedure all at once.

Zheng Wen handed a cup of black tea to Xia Annuan, and said, "Serving tea to others also requires proper gestures, see how I hold the cup in my hand?"

Xia Annuan tilted her head slightly, then nodded: "I see."

"Then you soak it again and take a look, I hope you are not too stupid."

Zheng Wen's implication is that she has already taught it once, if Xia Annuan can't do it, then she is too stupid.

Xia Annuan pursed her lips, recalling Zheng Wen's method of making tea just now, and then continued to make tea according to her standard.

Although the way of making tea is still not a special standard, it is much better than before.

Xia Annuan poured a cup of black tea and handed it to Zheng Wen: "You have a taste."

Zheng Wen stretched out his hand to take the teacup directly, but suddenly his eyes flashed, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, his wrist tilted slightly, and the hand that was about to take the teacup directly touched the back of Xia Annuan's hand.

"Ah!" The whole cup of hot black tea was instantly sprinkled on the back of Xia Annuan's hands.

The pain made Xia Annuan subconsciously let go of her hand, the teacup fell to the ground, and the tea splashed all over the floor.

The back of the hand soon turned red, and even blistered.

Seeing this, Xia Mengmeng immediately ran to Xia Annuan's side, took Xia Annuan's hand, her bright eyes were full of concern: "Mum, are you okay, is it hurting?"

It was indeed painful, but seeing Xia Mengmeng worried about her so much, Xia Annuan shook her head while enduring the pain: "Mommy is fine."

"It's all right, it's all bubbling." Xia Mengmeng leaned closer to her head, and blew on Xia Annuan's wound, "Mengmeng blows it on for you."

Zheng Wen pretended to be innocent: "Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to."

(End of this chapter)