Yi Lianxing.
The Yi Lianxing who was always so high and mighty.
Was actually serving tea to Jiang Fan?
She felt a moment of disorientation.
Wondering if there was some kind of mistake.
Other than her own master, Yi Lianxing probably wouldn't show such respect to anyone.
She walked in with suspicion, warily staring at Yi Lianxing, and said:
"You didn't put anything dirty in this tea, did you?"
Yi Lianxing and Yuan Zhiyu had always been at odds.
Now, she was politely serving tea to Jiang Fan, hoping to gain his favor and make a friend.
Yuan Zhiyu jumped in to question the tea's integrity.
Who wouldn't be furious?
"Yuan Zhiyu!" Yi Lianxing shouted, "Junior Brother Jiang is present, so I won't argue with you today."
"But you'd better watch your words, or don't blame me for being rude!"
Jiang Fan was taken aback for a moment.
From their interactions, it seemed like the two women didn't get along very well.