"Thank you, Boss Zhu. For such good tea, Little Fox and I are trying it for the first time, and today we're really enjoying ourselves."
After all, Zhou Yingying had mingled in the circle of second-generation rich kids and had seen some of the world with Shi Yang. Even though she was a bit reserved in Zhu Zheng's establishment, she managed to appear natural on the surface.
After echoing a few words of agreement, she picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and discreetly signaled to Little Fox to relax.
In contrast, Little Fox was noticeably more uneasy.
She held the teacup tightly with both hands, instinctively took a sip, but was scalded and exclaimed in surprise, almost dropping the cup on the ground.
Seeing this, Zhou Yingying was startled and hurriedly reached out to help clean up.
Zhu Zheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Little Fox. The tea is still hot, you need to blow on it and sip it slowly."
