After passing through the book, the CEO of a wealthy family is a vicious female supporting character

In March, the spring is cold. Ruan's whole house has floor heating, and the high-power central air conditioner is turned on to 26 degrees Celsius, which is close to the body temperature, making it truly warm as spring.

Zhao Zhiguo led a large family and sat on the luxurious leather sofa in the flower hall, his buttocks feeling like they were being pricked by thousands of embroidery needles.

His head was lowered, and there were a lot of wives and children beside him. His old face was red, and he didn't dare to look at his brother-in-law.

Ruan Xun, the chairman of the Ruan Group, has a pair of fox eyes and a smile. The fragrance of tea lingers in his eyes. He carefully brews and divides the tea. His movements are elegant and calm.

"When making tea, boiling water is the most important thing. Put the selected water in the cauldron, bring it to a boil over charcoal fire, and when the water boils, add the tea powder.

To brew the inner essence of tea, the water needs to be boiled but not completely boiled. The tea and water blend together. During the second boil, foam will appear. The foam will be small camellia flowers and the foam will be large flowers. They are all the essence of tea.

At this time, scoop out the second boiling foam and set aside, continue to cook until the tea and water are rolling and surging, which is called the third boiling.

When the third boiling point is reached, put the tea and water out of the second boiling point, add them according to the number of people, and make the tea soup.

After the soup is cooked, put it into everyone's bowl, including the rain and dew, which means sharing the joys and sorrows. "

[It’s already this time, are you still in the mood to make tea for the enemy who killed your wife? 】 Ruan Qiao's heart rippled, and she walked towards Ruan Xun and shouted, "Dad."

"Eh."

Ruan Xun poured out five bowls of the three-boiled tea soup and said with a smile, "My dear daughter is back. Come and try your father's new Kung Fu tea."

Dad made a special trip to Lu Yu’s hometown this time to learn how to make tea from a master of intangible cultural heritage. Eat it and see if it's different from before. "

"Xiao Qiao, you're back! I..." When Zhao Zhiguo saw his niece, it was like seeing a savior. He really didn't dare to sit in the same room with his brother-in-law!

"Drink tea first, let's talk about the rest later." Ruan Qiao took the Kung Fu tea from his father, smelled the aroma, looked at the color, tasted the shape of the tea, and finally took a sip, feeling the fragrance linger in his mouth.

Ruan Xun looked at his beloved daughter and smiled elegantly, then turned to his wife and uncle's family and said, "Zhiguo, Yiting, Xiaocong, you guys come and drink too.

Miss Qin, you are pregnant... you should not drink tea. Sisi and Panpan are still young. Children have delicate stomachs and are not suitable for drinking tea. They probably don't like it either.

Lao Jin, take your two children to the leisure hall. "

Uncle Jin nodded respectfully: "Okay, sir."

Later, the housekeeper, Uncle Jin, took the two twin daughters born from Zhao Zhiguo and Wang Yiting, one on the left and the other on the right, and coaxed lovingly, "Miss Si, Miss Pan, let's go play in the yard behind.

The master built a children's playground in the backyard, with slides, ocean balls, and an inflatable castle...You can also fish, catch turtles, and have a lot of fresh strawberry chocolate cake, which is delicious and fun! "

The twins wanted to go but didn't dare. They looked at their fifty-year-old father timidly: "Go, go, these two girls are an eyesore!"

This is a tacit permission for them to play. "Oh! I want to play, I want to play!" The two children dragged the housekeeper, Uncle Jin, and ran to the backyard, their innocent childish voices exuding.

While talking, Ruan Qiao had already tasted the first sip of tea soup: [It's really good tea. 】

After dismissing the child, Ruan Xun turned his attention to his biological daughter and asked, "My dear, does it taste good?"

"It tastes good." Ruan Xiaoqiao smiled and nodded repeatedly. The aroma of tea filled her throat and rushed into her brain.

Mr. Ruan held the tea cup with both hands and squinted his eyes comfortably, "It tastes great! It leaves a fragrant aroma in your teeth! It's like knocking out the juice from freshly picked tea leaves with a stone, and then swallowing the fresh juice directly. It's so fresh!" "

Ruan Qiao swallowed the first sip and tasted the second, "Ah, with this second sip of tea, the aroma became stronger and stronger, reaching my nose directly. I felt that my whole body was lingering in the natural and fresh fragrance of tea... …It’s like being in a tea garden!

……

Now the smell of tea slides down my throat, reaches my abdomen, and then comes back up. My whole body feels fragrant and warm!

So delicious! I have never had such delicious tea!

Dad, you are so awesome! " Ruan Qiao drank a small cup of tea in three sips and felt completely refreshed. She happily gave Ruan Dad a thumbs up.

[Is this thing really so delicious? 】 Ruan Qiao's eldest cousin Zhao Fucong looked at Ruan Qiao who was in high spirits after drinking tea, feeling confused, envious and greedy.

He lowered his head and picked up the teacup placed in front of him, taking a deep breath.

"Ah! It's hot! It's hot! It's so hot!" Zhao Fucong jumped to his feet because he was so hot that he stuck out his tongue and "hissed" vigorously.

"Oh, Congcong, why did you drink so fast! Let mom see if it's serious? Do you need to go to the hospital?

Don’t cry, don’t cry, mom will blow it for you! "Wang Yiting saw that her son's tongue was burning, and she was so anxious that she gave her son some air.

Zhao Fucong felt disgusted, so he pushed his mother away and fanned him with his hand.

Wang Yiting was pushed down on the sofa by her son, and her bun was half loose. She didn't feel ashamed, but was worried about her son being burned. In a hurry, she took the heavy sofa cushion and fanned her son's tongue.

Ruan Qiao looked at the Zhao family's mother and son, rolled her eyes, and muttered: "The cow chews the peony." He looked up and received a look from Ruan's father that said, "You shouldn't be like this."

Ruan Qiao: [Hey, everything is going well for the family and everything again. 】

Ruan Qiao couldn't understand why Ruan Xun didn't hate Zhao Zhiguo! ? !

"Dad, you go up first. I have something to tell my uncle and the others."

"it is good."