Chapter 697: Feel Pained

Cheyenne's eyes widened in surprise as Rohan personally demonstrated his proud tea-making skills and enthusiastically engaged in a conversation about tea culture with them.

Rohan's tea-making technique and his demeanor were completely different. He was exceptionally meticulous in his actions, exuding elegance in every move.

His deep understanding of tea impressed even Cheyenne, who couldn't help but admire him. According to tradition, the first cup of tea should be served to the esteemed guest. Rohan surprised her by personally handing her the first cup, his eyes filled with a warm smile as he said, "Miss Lawrence, please enjoy."

Cheyenne accepted the cup, feeling both honored and surprised. She lightly blew on the tea, savoring its aroma, and took a delicate sip. It had a slight bitterness at first, followed by a sweet aftertaste that lingered on her lips and teeth.

She was amazed by the lifelike flower patterns on the surface of the tea, which were a delightful surprise. While she had seen latte art on coffee before, this was her first time witnessing such intricate designs on tea. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "Rohan, you truly possess an impressive mastery of the tea ceremony. I would love to give it a try myself."

Rohan smiled and handed her the tea scoop, saying, "That would be wonderful, Miss Lawrence. Please go ahead."

to offer her some simple guidance on

strokes on the surface of the tea. Soon, an adorable and naive little cat appeared

cute. Miss Lawrence, can you give me this cup of tea?" Master Elias clapped his hands and approached, reaching out as if

voice interrupted, as another large hand swiftly grabbed the cup before anyone else could. It was Kelvin, wearing

of everyone's gaze upon him, he was relieved that his expression was hidden behind the mask, concealing his current emotions. "I like cats," was his

was this man his sister

hand, didn't care about who would drink the tea or the hidden motives behind it.

the awkward atmosphere, Marcel immediately turned to the stoic butler behind him and inquired, "By the

chef is already prepared. Today, he will be cooking on-site to

a middle-aged man wearing a white chef's uniform and a tall white hat walked in barefoot, carrying a large bamboo

next moment, he took out a strangely shaped fish from

Cheyenne, who wasn't particularly

she had eaten sashimi a few times, but due to her dietary preferences, she wasn't accustomed to

middle-aged chef. He remained calm and composed, seemingly lost in his own world, meticulously arranging the tools and ingredients he needed on the table. The set of knives he had was made

revealing his Christian faith. When he opened his eyes after the prayer, his whole demeanor

and retrieved a live, wriggling fish from the basket with his other hand. Cheyenne had initially thought he would take out a pre-killed fish, but to her surprise, it was a fresh fish still full of

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