When the cleaning was done, Zhong Feng called Hu Lei. She stepped away from the other two people and answered the call with a shy smile on her cute face. Even though she had always been able to control her physiological reactions, she could not hold back the blush.

This would be the first time they were talking since their heated encounter in the boudoir.

"What?" Hu Lei answered in a rough manner, in spite of her overwhelming shyness.

Zhong Feng chuckled, "Is that any way to speak to your husband?" He paused. "Did my performance last night disappoint you?"

Hu Lei's little face became like a super ripe tomato.

"Who wants to talk about your performance?" She raised her voice.

Beatrice and the grandpa who was attempting to eavesdrop subtly looked at her. She felt even more embarrassed and thought that it was Zhong Feng's fault that it had turned out like this. She could only hope that the old man did not understand her words.

"It seems like I still have to try a little harder." Zhong Feng's low voice spoke in her ears like a sweet melody.

'If you try harder, will I have energy to do anything else?' Hu Lei thought with grudges in her heart.

"If you have nothing to say, I am hanging up." She threatened.

Zhong Feng felt happy as he looked at some documents. His cute wife had two contrasting sides. She could be brave and tough, unafraid of anything. But she could also be completely shy. And when she was embarrassed, she would overcompensate.

He still remembered her arrogant self when she came to his office to ask for a job. She was like a proud cat with her tail sticking up to the heavens. Since then, he had seen other different sides of her personality. But each of them was wonderful and special.

"Where are you?" He asked.

"I went to the Apothecary to visit the old grandpa." She explained.

"I will come pick you up in about thirty minutes." He declared.

"What if I have other plans?"

She really did have some plans. She had an appointment with Doctor Huo. She could not say that she was completely on board with the whole therapy thing. But she was not foolish. She had realised that she had a serious problem which she could not overcome through pure will.

If she wanted to fight for her happiness, she needed to be a little more proactive. On the other hand, she wanted to spend more time with Zhong Feng. If the worst came to pass, she wanted to know that she had been with him as much as she could.

"You would abandon your husband?" The voice was like a wife who had been abandoned after being used.

Hu Lei hit her forehead with her palm at the aggrieved voice. How could the man be so shameless? Didn't he feel uncomfortable being so dramatic?

"Fine, fine, I will wait for you here."

She hung up the phone before he could say anything else.

When she turned around, she found two pairs of curious eyes looking at her. She laughed awkwardly, but she did not say anything else.

"Come have some tea." The old man indicated at the table on the far end of the shop.

She looked at Beatrice. "Go ahead. I only need to finish up here in a few minutes."

Hu Lei sat down and received a cup of steaming tea. She took in the fragrance and sighed with satisfaction. She already liked the fragrance. She did not like green or black tea, but she found flower teas quite appealing.

The grandpa looked at her with pride and arrogance. It was obvious that he believed that he brewed the best tea in the world.

Hu Lei sipped on the tea and savoured it for a moment. It was sweet with a slight tartness that made her mouth water. Her eyes widened with pleasure. She had known that his tea would be good, but she had not expected to like it so much.

"How is it?" He asked with a smug expression, his nose in the air.

"It is so-so." Hu Lei turned her head.

The grandpa felt like his heart hit the ground and shattered into a thousand pieces.

"I would not be opposed to having a few cans to drink casually." She added with a sly smile.

"Humph! You think that you can trick this ancestor into giving you free tea?" He turned from her to hide his gleeful face.

He brought another cup of tea for Beatrice. This cup was not a flower infusion. Rather, it was green tea combined with mint and ginger. It was not an uncommon blend. But getting the proportions right was always hard.

When Beatrice sipped on it, she could not help sighing. "This is the best tea I have tasted." She declared.

Old man Huo was satisfied with the complement, but he felt that he had to boast a little more. "You cannot buy this tea with money."

"But it's strange. Why do I feel like I have tasted this tea before?"

"Impossible! My tea is a completely exclusive blend. It is not available to the public."

Beatrice did not think she was wrong. She was a connoisseur of tea. The tea was definitely familiar, but she could not remember where she had had it. In the end, she could only throw this matter to the back of her mind.

After the tea, they talked a little more before Beatrice left.

"So, who were you talking to?" Elder Huo looked at his granddaughter with curious eyes.