It'll Come Naturally

"You're flattering me, Miss Anna. I don't know much about the tea ceremony. I've only learned a little about tea-making process, I haven't mastered the essence of tea-making. Here, have some." Daisy carefully poured the brewed tea into a small cup, offering a cup of fragrant tea to Anna.

"Thank you, Mrs. Mu." Anna didn't refuse Daisy's kindness. She took the cup and had a sip. The sweet and fragrant taste lingered in her mouth.

Anna couldn't help but gasp in admiration.

"How does it taste? They say the flavor will linger in your mouth for a long time." Daisy glanced at her with a smile on her face, making another cup for Edward. She didn't forget that she came here to make tea for her husband.

"Indeed, what a marvelous taste! It's so amazing. Although we use the same tea leaves, yours tastes completely different from the tea we make." As a secretary of a multinational company, Anna had some knowledge nearly in all fields. But since her boss didn't like drinking tea, she knew very little about tea-making.

"The taste is influenced by the process and equipment used in brewing it. Of course, water temperature is also very important. I need to go now, but I can teach you how to brew tea when I'm free another day. Then you can serve Edward some tea." Daisy picked up the tray with the tea, and walked out of the tea room in satisfaction. She smiled merrily as she walked away. The bright smile on her face was so different from her usual blank expression, that Anna almost doubted her eyes. But she dared not offer tea to her CEO unless he asked. After all, she didn't have Mrs. Mu's skill. It wouldn't end well if she did that.

Daisy returned to the CEO's office, the fragrance of the tea she brought filled the room. Although it smelled better than a strong shot of coffee, the warm aroma put a pained expression on

stared at the

Don't worry, I didn't poison your tea. Don't act like you're being served poisonous wine. It's just tea." Daisy didn't expect such

to drink it? Please." Edward made one last protest. There was a time when he was in a meeting with a guest, he took a sip of the tea made by his secretary, and the bitter taste almost made him spit the tea on the table. Why did his wife want him to consume such a horrible

like it, I'll make you some coffee instead." Daisy didn't like forcing Edward to do things he didn't like. If drinking too much coffee wasn't bad for Edward's health, she wouldn't even suggest he

he took the cup and had a sip. But strangest thing occurred. The tea didn't

tea-making technique. She had never heard any complaints that the tea she made wasn't good. It was evident in Edward's eagerness in finishing his

bad. It's unlike anything I've ever had before. How did you manage that? Or is it sweet and fragrant because my wife made it with love?" Edward quipped

full. I will consider teaching you." Daisy winked at him, stretching out a hand.