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A bitterness flashed across Song Yunsheng's face, but he still stood in front of Jiang Qingliu, waved his hand directly, smiled on his face, and said carefully: "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, don't be busy doing things first. Qingliu is young and can't speak. I'll teach her a lesson now."

However, Jiang Qingliu held her legs slightly and tightly, and her hands were naturally placed on her lower abdomen, posing in a defensive position. This action was purely an unconscious reaction. After all, Zhou Xuanji's completely unconscious move of a monkey stealing peach made her completely messed up.

But even though she made such a move, she still looked up and clenched her teeth tightly with her unwillingness to compromise.

"I'm very curious, Mr. Song Yunsheng, aren't you and Jiang Qingliu brothers and sisters? Why are your surnames different?" Zhou Xuanji did not pay attention to Jiang Qingliu's reaction. Although he did feel a little uncomfortable with the kick she kicked her afterwards. After all, it was really unreasonable to kick a woman between the legs, but he couldn't blame him for such a thing. After all, Jiang Qingliu took the initiative to provoke him.

In that case, a man covered in a face said quite rude and ugly words in his ventriloquy and shouting to take revenge, but Zhou Xuanji did not take her off on the spot, which was worthy of her.

Song Yunsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Zhou Xuanji did not have the idea of ​​trying to mess with Jiang Qingliu, that's all.

"Mr. Zhou, that's right. In fact, Qingliu and I are both adopted children by the thief ancestors, and are not biological brothers and sisters. Moreover, the age difference between Shuiqi and Qingliu is relatively large. Shuiqi and my surname are Song, and Qingliu is the adopted father who was celebrating his deceased adopted mother, so he asked Qingliu to follow his surname to his rank."

Song Yunsheng explained softly, and finally changed the subject: "To be honest, Mr. Zhou, Qingliu is like a little princess in our house. She was originally the youngest, only nineteen years old, and she was spoiled by her adoptive father, my second child and I, so please understand some things. This time I came to you on behalf of my adoptive father to apologize. We have absolutely no intention of making things difficult for Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Xuanji suddenly realized, and he responded, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "I said that this matter ends here. Actually, I am just an ordinary person and don't want to cause so many troubles. If your sister doesn't provoke me, I won't do anything."

Song Yunsheng's mouth twitched, but he felt a little distracted. Just hearing Zhou Xuanji's name scared away a dark king. Such a person said that he was an ordinary person, who would believe it if he said it.

But even so, he didn't react at all. Instead, he reached out and led it inside, and a smile appeared on his face and said, "Mr. Zhou, then we just won't know each other without fighting. Let's sit inside. I've booked a private room and have a cup of tea together."

Zhou Xuanji glanced at Jiang Qingliu on the side. From beginning to end, she stood there and curled her lips, with too much resentment. Obviously, the girl was still unconvinced, but he didn't plan to argue with her. The girl was only nineteen years old, and she was used to being arrogant, so it was normal to be a little cautious.

As Song Yunsheng walked inside, Jiang Qingliu looked at his back and glanced fiercely, then slowly followed like a female leopard, with her movements and figure neatly and cleanly, with a certain rhythm.

Zhou Xuanji's ears moved, but a little smile appeared on his face. Jiang Qingliu was indeed a master. He basically landed silently when walking. Obviously, he was a master in this industry.

This five-star hotel is quite famous in Magic City. It has a large tea room on one side of the first floor. In comparison, there are more coffee shops in the hotel, and few Chinese-style tea rooms are set up, but the tea room can enhance the taste.

This tea room has a bit of antique flavor. It is located on the wall on the east side, and there is an incense burner, which is ignited with smoke. This is the truly top-notch sandalwood. It is fragrant but not strong, elegant and soft, and it seems to be there or there. It makes people feel shocked when you smell it.

Song Yunsheng led Zhou Xuanji into a single room, and then he sat there himself and brewed a pot of good tea. This was a top-notch black tea. When boiling water was poured into the cover bowl, the fragrance that overflowed made Zhou Xuanji squint his eyes and took a breath.

"Mr. Zhou, this is a Jinjunmei that I specially customized in Wuyi. Natural powdery tea leaves are rare outside. You can try it first."

After Song Yunsheng washed the tea, he quickly poured a cup of tea for Zhou Xuanji. His technique was extremely skillful, with a unique background, and his every move contained the calmness and grandness of a middle-aged man.

Zhou Xuanji picked up the teacup and took a sip. The fragrance filled the mouth with the tip of his tongue. The fragrance went straight to the base of his tongue, and then it spread out through his nose, causing him to take a deep breath. For a moment, the strong tea fragrance lingers between his chest and abdomen.

"Good tea!" Zhou Xuanji praised, but he looked at Song Yunsheng more. This person knows how to be a gentleman, but he was born in a thief. He looks like he has really reached a certain level, and a person's cultivation has nothing to do with his background.

Jiang Qingliu sat on the other side of the tea table, facing Zhou Xuanji. When she heard Zhou Xuanji's words, she couldn't help but curl her lips and muttered to herself: "Nonsense!"

Song Yunsheng glanced at her first, and finally, for fear of causing Zhou Xuanji's misunderstanding, he quickly replied: "Since Mr. Zhou likes it, I will prepare a little for you, and you can take it back later. Oh, by the way, this is the gift I gave to you specially, and you can accept it together."

As he spoke, Song Yunsheng handed Zhou Xuanji a box. It was a pure wooden box, and the weight was not heavy, and it looked quaint.

After giving this box, Song Yunsheng handed Zhou Xuanji a few more things: "Mr. Zhou, these are a few boxes of tea. You can take them back to try it. This is a calligraphy and painting. You can take them back to decorate the house. And this is a purple clay teapot... These things are my little concerns. When I met for the first time, I don't know what Mr. Zhou likes, so I can only give some according to my preferences. Please don't mind."

Zhou Xuanji collected these things one by one, three kilograms of tea, and the purple clay teapot was actually the work of contemporary arts and crafts masters. The calligraphy and painting were even more amazing. It was actually the original work of the Ming Dynasty. Although there were not many of these things, they were of great value.

This way of giving gifts is indeed very easy to accept. It is much better to give gold and silver directly. It is elegant but not vulgar. The most important thing is that the value even exceeds the value of giving gold and silver.
Chapter completed!