Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2492 - 2428: Nothing to Hide

The aroma of this tea had already tugged at his emotions deeply.

Yet, Director Wei remained stoic as ever, his face unchanging regardless of inner turmoil. One could never guess his feelings from a mere glance.

Meng Xinian understood this well, so he just shot a quick look his way, without trying to read any signs from his features.

Simply inhaling the scent won't do; it's the actual drinking that matters most.

He truly thought Director Wei had been dealing with real constipation over these last couple of days, and it sounded pretty bad.

Without it being that intense, he wouldn't have casually mentioned 'constipated' in response to the question.

Actually, this makes perfect sense—Director Wei's routine work isn't like what regular folks handle; he's always playing mental chess and clashing wits with those folks, never getting a break—overlook a single hint, and you lose vital proof.

The stress that clutches his entire frame feels so uneasy, hence such bad constipation is understandable.

For a case this acute, and marking his initial taste of tea prepared by Chiang Xiaoxiao, the effect promised to be remarkably potent.

Chiang Xiaoxiao, being so clever, her method of brewing tea must far surpass Youqingwei's ordinary attempts.

She surely employs the purest spring water straight from her space for steeping the leaves.

Thus, right now, once Wei Lengmian sips down two cups of this brew, relief will undoubtedly follow swiftly.

He's simply biding his time.

Director Wei sipped the tea; its crisp purity drew him in, urging him to take yet another swallow without pause.

Yet when awareness hit, he had already drained the full cup.

Involuntarily, his gaze shifted toward Chiang Xiao and Meng Xinian.

Meng Xinian had polished off his portion too.

Since Chiang Xiaoxiao had personally crafted this premium brew, Meng Xinian wouldn't dream of wasting it. Moreover, he anticipated a good chat ahead with Wei Lengmian.

"Director Wei, how does this tea strike you?" Chiang Xiao inquired, cradling her cup.

"Not bad." Director Wei gave a brief, straightforward assessment.

The brew was truly excellent, exceptionally so, bursting with aroma; even after emptying it, his palate lingered with cool refreshment, and surprisingly, his thoughts seemed more settled.

Here in this spot, a peculiar tranquility washed over him, making him want to linger and discuss everyday matters with them.

This indicated how much the tea, along with their company, eased his tension.

"Care for a refill?"

Chiang Xiao stepped inside and returned with a fresh pot, pouring more into his cup and Meng Xinian's.

Director Wei lifted the cup once more and downed it promptly.

"Xiao Chiang, I've got to ask— you were a top student, talented in art, so what sparked the notion to start a teahouse and venture into trade?"

Judging by Director Wei's look, he appeared sincerely baffled by the matter.

With a smile, Chiang Xiao topped up his tea and replied, "Director Wei, should anyone have tipped you off about me, a quick check would reveal all. Back in City M, I crossed paths with a tea estate owner called Huo. Uncle Huo, along with his boy, has tended that land across generations. Once, Uncle Huo discovered a Supreme Da Hong Pao hidden in the rugged hills; due to a twist of fate, I offered some aid. On top of that, we clicked instantly, so he wouldn't take no for an answer and shared a tenth of the Da Hong Pao earnings with me, turning me into a minor partner in the estate."

"Does something like that actually exist?"

"Absolutely. It can't be against the rules, can it? Also, Uncle Huo's spouse excels at crafting tea treats; hers are downright mouthwatering. Once I tried them, they stuck in my mind. Back then, realizing my grandparents were idle without earnings, I suggested they pick up the skill of making those snacks."

Chiang Xiao laid it out plainly, since none of this needed concealing.