"Mr. Xu, Mrs. Xu, thank you for your compliment." Ning Nanxue said modestly.

"I'm just making some bubbles."

"Mr. Ning is too modest." Mr. Xu said.

"This is not something you can just make with a bubble. It requires a certain level of skill and technique."

"Yes, Nanxue." Mrs. Xu said with great admiration.

"Your tea art is truly amazing. I want to become your disciple."

"Madam Xu, you're joking." Ning Nanxue lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly. "How could my little tricks catch your eye?"

"Nanxue, don't be so modest." Mrs. Xu looked at the tea and admired Ning Nanxue more and more.

"Your tea art is really good. I admire you very much."

"Thank you for the compliment, Madam Xu."

Ning Nanxue said, her tone sincere.

Xu Zhiru stood aside, watching Ning Nanxue and the Xu couple chatting happily, and felt even more jealous.

She didn't expect that Ning Nanxue's tea art was so good that it could be praised by the Xu couple.

She originally wanted to take this opportunity to humiliate Ning Nanxue, but unexpectedly, Ning Nanxue stole the limelight instead.

Unwilling to lose to Ning Nanxue, she said, "Boss Ning's tea art is indeed good, but I heard that there are many schools of tea art. I wonder which one Boss Ning belongs to?"

She tried to belittle Ning Nanxue's tea art, wanting to imply that Ning Nanxue's tea art was just a side art that was not worthy of being presented.

"I haven't deliberately studied any particular school of martial arts." Ning Nanxue said in a calm tone.

"I just make tea according to my own preferences and understanding."

"Oh? Really?" Xu Zhiru said with a hint of disdain in her tone.

"Then Mr. Ning's tea art is unique. It's really admirable."

She deliberately emphasized the words "unique style" to imply that Ning Nanxue's tea art was not up to par.

"Miss Xu, you're joking." Ning Nanxue said with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"I'm just an amateur, how dare I call myself a school?"

"Mr. Ning is too modest." Mrs. Xu said. She heard the malice in Xu Zhiru's words, so she spoke up to help Ning Nanxue.

"Tea art is an art of self-cultivation and self-improvement. There is no need to be bound by different schools of thought."

“Although Nanxue’s tea art is unique, it has a unique charm. I like it very much.”

She cleverly refuted Xu Zhiru and implied that she did not know how to appreciate.

"Mrs. Xu is right." Mr. Xu also agreed.

“The art of tea lies in the state of mind, not in form.”

"Boss Ning's tea art has reached a very high level, which is admirable."

Seeing this, Xu Zhiru knew that it was useless to say anything more, so she had to shut her mouth.

She glared at Ning Nanxue fiercely, her heart filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Ning Nanxue's conversation with the Xu couple continued in a harmonious atmosphere with laughter and joy.

Xu Zhiru stood aside, her face turning pale and blue, like a color palette, extremely ugly.

She had carefully planned this act, thinking that it would make Ning Nanxue look bad in public, but unexpectedly it actually made her successful and allowed her to shine in front of everyone.

Mrs. Xu's impression of Xu Zhiru became worse and worse, and she even began to doubt Fu Chen's judgment.

At the beginning, Fu Chen abandoned Ning Nanxue for Xu Zhiru, and she thought Xu Zhiru had some outstanding qualities.

Now it seems that apart from her good looks, Xu Zhiru cannot be compared with Ning Nanxue in other aspects.

She even felt that Fu Chen's decision to give up Ning Nanxue was a wrong one.

Xu Zhiru felt humiliated and was very angry, but due to the status of the Xu couple, she could only suppress her anger.

She was like a defeated rooster, dejected and in a mess.

Fu Chen's image plummeted in the eyes of everyone, and he felt very embarrassed and awkward.

He began to regret his decision. If he had not divorced Ning Nanxue, he would not be in this situation now.

After the cocktail party, Fu Chen and Xu Zhiru returned to the car.

"Ah Chen, I'm sorry."

Xu Zhiru lowered her head, looking pitiful. "I shouldn't have suggested that Ning Nanxue make tea today. I didn't expect her..."

"I don't blame you."

Fu Chen interrupted her, his tone full of fatigue, "She wanted to show off herself."

He felt sorry for Xu Zhiru and thought it was Ning Nanxue's fault.

"But I still feel sorry."

Xu Zhiru's tears welled up in her eyes. "I embarrassed you in front of so many people."

"Silly boy, I don't blame you."

Fu Chen patted her back gently and said, "Don't think too much."

"Um."

Xu Zhiru nodded obediently and snuggled in Fu Chen's arms.

Fu Chen's thoughts drifted elsewhere.

He couldn't help but recall what Ning Nanxue used to look like.

She was just an ordinary housewife, taking care of him and the children every day. When did she learn the art of tea making?

Moreover, her tea making skills were so good that even the Xu couple praised her highly.

Is this still the Ning Nanxue he knows?

Fu Chen's heart was full of doubts. He felt that Ning Nanxue had changed and became unpredictable to him.

Xu Zhiru noticed that Fu Chen's gaze drifted elsewhere from time to time. She knew that he must be thinking about Ning Nanxue again.

Alarm bells rang in her heart, and she had to find a way to stop the connection between them.

Ning Nanxue, just wait for me, I will never let you off easily!

Xu Zhiru swore secretly in her heart, and a vicious light flashed in her eyes.

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