"That's different."
An Qinyue shook her head repeatedly. "This Pu'er tea was given to my grandfather by an old friend on his fiftieth birthday. By then, their friendship had already lasted nearly thirty years, so my grandfather treasured the gift immensely. Moreover, that friend of his unfortunately passed away in the early 1990s, so under normal circumstances, he wouldn't let anyone touch these tea cakes."
Hearing this, Wu Ke said disdainfully, "Since this tea is so precious to your grandfather, you still stole it? You're such an unfilial daughter."
An Qinyue said somewhat sheepishly, "I have a sweet tooth. I've been longing for this tea since I was little. Besides, my grandfather told me before that he would give me this tea when I got married, to bless my marriage with the same everlasting quality as their friendship. Since it'll be mine sooner or later, what's wrong with secretly drinking a little?"
By the end, An Qinyue's expression had returned to normal. Just as she had said, the tea would belong to her sooner or later, so what was wrong with secretly drinking a little?
Wu Ke giggled. "Then why were you so careful just now?"
An Qinyue waved her hand. "You don't know how strict my grandfather is. What I did was purely an instinctive reaction."
Wu Ke laughed. "All right. Whether it was an instinctive reaction or not, just tell me whether you're going to sell that decades-old Pu'er tea your family has stored."
"Of course. Otherwise, why would I have asked you over?"
An Qinyue said this, then looked a little embarrassed. "However, there's something I need to tell you in advance. My grandfather said that there was a problem with how that basket of tea cakes was stored before. They can only be drunk as soon