"Brother, what kind of tea is this? It tastes pretty good. The aroma is refreshing, the taste is excellent, and there's even a hint of sweetness in it."
Shang Shujue sat on the sofa arranged by his older brother. Soon, a plate of snacks and a pot of tea appeared beside him. He poured himself a cup, took a sip, and was immediately amazed.
The others, who weren't particularly fond of tea before, all glanced at the teapot beside them, then quietly poured themselves a cup to try it.
The tea that Brother Jue likes must be delicious!
My brother has a good eye; he immediately recognized that the Da Hong Pao tea that you've been treasuring for so long has an extraordinary flavor. You're truly amazing!
"If you like Da Hong Pao tea, you can just go home later and get some from my collection room."
Hearing Shang Shujue's praise of the tea, Shang Shunan was overjoyed. His younger brother's liking of it meant that he had brewed the tea correctly, and he felt very gratified that his brother understood the art of tea.
"Wow, you're so generous, brother! I won't stand on ceremony then. I'll go check out your collection room when we get back."
Shang Shujue chuckled. Seeing that Xia Dongyuan and the other four started sipping their tea intentionally or unintentionally the moment they heard about Da Hong Pao, and occasionally uttered words of praise, he couldn't help but smile.
What are these kids doing? Drinking tea like it's food? This is so funny!
I drank too much tea and now I need to go to the toilet, but I'm too embarrassed to say it. What if I hold it in until my bladder explodes? Hahaha... They're still too naive, hahaha...
Xia Dongyuan and the other three, including Shang Shuchen, all put down their cups at the same time, pretending not to know anything and chatting with the people opposite them. They were extremely embarrassed. Now, anyone who could hear their thoughts knew what the five of them had done.
The staff looked innocent: We actually don't know anything, please continue, please continue...
Shang Shuchen quietly lowered his presence, thankfully his underlings hadn't even heard of him, otherwise he would have been utterly humiliated.
Cough cough... It's mainly because his older brother usually treasures these teas. This was the first time he was willing to take out his most precious Da Hong Pao to brew, and he couldn't resist wanting to take advantage of it.
" Xiao Jue, this register is quite thick. We can remove the clips and share a portion with other people."
"Let them also choose a horse they like, a horse that catches their eye, so that they can be driven more safely."
Shang Shunan ignored the slightly embarrassed group and thoughtfully offered Shang Shujue a small suggestion: find something for the five of them to do.
Otherwise, if their younger brother suddenly starts eating melon seeds later, they won't be able to find anything to cover their faces, and then they'll be exposed!
"Oh, right, I almost forgot about that. Come on, let me share some with the five of you, you can take a look too."
"This must be your first time riding a horse, so let's look at some tamed horses; they should be more docile."
Shang Shujue listened to advice and took off the register card, handed over some materials to the five of them, and placed the card next to him.
Then he realized that this seemed to be a backup register; the real register was most likely kept safe and sound, otherwise it would easily be damaged from being looked through by so many people.
After thanking Shang Shujue, the five people lowered their heads to look at the documents in their hands, while paying attention to Shang Shujue's reaction.
He was completely focused and attentive, as if afraid of missing a single detail of Shang Shujue's thoughts.
[ Nuomi, I'm ready! Come on, tell me quickly, what kind of melon did you just find? Whose melon is it? I'm going to devour it thoroughly, hehehehe...]
Everyone: Brother Jue /Young Master/Little Brother, have you noticed that when you smile from the inside out, you really look like a little villain? That smile is just too lewd!
Shang Shujue quietly shifted his sitting position to make himself more comfortable, preparing to receive the fresh gossip brought by Nuomi. Seeing him like this, the others also became expectant.
[Huh? Who? Whose is it? (╯°Д°)╯]
Shang Shujue didn't know what shocking information he had heard from Nuomi. The shock in his heart almost resounded through the sky, making his head buzz and ache, but he could still accept it.
At the same time, a sense of curiosity and doubt arose in his heart. Whose gossip was he following? Why was he so shocked? Could it be someone in the house? Which one of the seven of them could it be?
Shang Shujue's gaze seemed to linger on all seven of them for a moment, but it didn't settle on any one of them precisely. Just a glance was enough to make them feel extremely uncomfortable.
Shang Shunan remained calm and composed in his seat, maintaining his status as an observer. He assumed that the gossip his younger brother was about to share had absolutely nothing to do with him.
But now, hearing his shocked voice and hearing the fleeting look in his eyes that had lingered on him just moments before, he suddenly felt uncertain.
What if the gossip he wants isn't specific to any one person, but rather covers everyone? Wouldn't he, as the older brother, be openly mocked by his own younger brother?
Shang Shunan is a man with secrets, and he's unsure if his underling, who's just gossiping, will discover them.
So at this moment he felt a little panicked and prayed in his heart that he wouldn't be the one whose story his brother was going through.
Compared to Shang Shunan's nervousness and subtle panic, Shang Shuchen's thoughts were much simpler. He really hoped he would be the one being gossiped about, and he wanted to know what kind of gossip he could get. It's said that those who gossip can even see the future...
The five people next to me pretended to be busy and seemed unconcerned about being the subject of gossip, but in reality, they secretly shifted their positions several times, both afraid of being chosen and afraid of not being chosen, their feelings were very complicated...
[I'm fine, Nuomi, just a little surprised. I didn't expect the first gossipmonger of the day to be Xia Dongyuan. This kid looks clean-cut and is very talkative, but I didn't expect him to have such a hidden little quirk, and he's a bit perverted...]
The gossipmonger's name was finally revealed to everyone, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Then, they quietly looked at Xia Dongyuan, wondering what kind of hidden quirk he had. "This is quite nice, isn't it?"
Xia Dongyuan was a little stunned because he didn't expect to be the one eating his own melon right from the start, but he quickly came to his senses and his ears turned a little red.
He seemed to understand why Brother Jue called him a little pervert. His little quirks, to normal people, seemed a bit perverted... He felt like disappearing into a hole.
Shang Shujue glanced at Xia Dongyuan without showing any emotion. He had red lips and white teeth, bright eyes and white teeth, and looked like he had a good family background.
This person doesn't look like someone who does anything right. Indeed, appearances can be deceiving.
[ Nuomi, I can understand why he collects fingernails and hair, after all, they're carbon elements, and if you collect enough, you can melt them down and make diamonds or something.]
But... hahaha... why is he so fixated on lying naked in the slippery, flooded bathroom, imagining himself as a drowning mermaid?
Haha... Aren't mermaids fish too? They live in water, so how could they drown?
As soon as Shang Shujue's thoughts appeared, Xia Dongyuan knew he was doomed. The phone, nail, and hair collection was purely a hobby of his; he hadn't really intended to make diamonds from them. However, Brother Jue had given him a new idea, and he had a new direction for collecting.
However, when he heard about the mermaid part, he felt so embarrassed that he wanted to disappear into the ground. It was just too shameful, too embarrassing, and too awkward!
Moreover, Brother Jue was laughing a little too loudly inside, which hurt his little pride, sob.