A young girl emerged from the room across, looking dejected, cradling a tray in her hands with two cups of tea on it.
Han Yueyu rushed over immediately, asking in a lowered voice, "What happened?"
"Sister Han, the guests in the room, they said this tea isn't good, and told me to get a cup of higher quality," the young girl pouted, "but as per your instructions, this is already the best tea I could find."
Han Yueyu's brows furrowed slightly, "In that case, I'll find the tea leaves. As for these two cups of tea, you..."
Han Yueyu said softly, "Take them over to the people across."
"There are guests over there?" the young girl couldn't help saying, "Is that really appropriate?"
"It's also good tea, and it hasn't been touched. What's inappropriate about that?" Han Yueyu said, a bit impatiently.
Having said that, she turned around and hurried off to find the tea leaves.
Actually, what Han Yueyu meant was—
Just pour another cup, and taking three cups over would be fine.
