Without needing Ye Ranran's instruction, One conscientiously poured three cups of tea.
The steam from the tea blurred the expressions on the three faces.
"I don't think we're familiar enough to sit down and have tea together."
She shouldn't put on such pretenses; it's really annoying.
"You're right, so this might be the last time we have tea." Ye Ranran picked up the tea: "Pu'er tea, and it's top-grade. Won't you try a sip?"
Fan Li turned her face to the side.
Ye Ranran didn't force her and placed the tea back down: "In that case, let's not drink it."
"Why did you bring us here? It can't be as simple as just having a cup of tea."
Ye Ranran looked at her mockingly: "Why? Don't you already know?"
"You rebelled and tried to escape; do you really think we're dead?" Ye Ranran sat in the chair, speaking leisurely.
"What makes you say that about us? Do you have any evidence?"
"Not yet, so I'm wronging you a bit. If you're innocent, I'll immediately have you released."
