The old lady had a weak stomach and couldn't drink cold water. She cleaned the kettle, poured water into it, and searched through the cabinets to find a bag of black tea.
After the water boiled, she brewed a cup of black tea with hot water and brought it over, "Grandma, the tea is a bit hot. Warm your hands first."
Madam Fu took the teacup, "Okay, okay."
Jiang Nuan looked at the shabby tea bag, raising her eyes with embarrassment, "This is the only tea in the hotel. Grandma, please make do with it. If it really doesn't work, I'll order a pack on Meituan."
"No need." Madam Fu took a sip and smiled, "The taste isn't bad."
"Uh." Jiang Nuan knew that she came from a prestigious family, grew up in luxury, and later married into the Fu family, where Grandpa spoiled her into the epitome of an upper-class wife. It's unlikely she truly thought the hotel's cheap tea tasted good, she was just comforting herself.
