"These coffee beans were brought back from Brazil by Shengxiao's uncle as a local specialty. I tried them once, and they're very aromatic. It's much more fragrant than the coffee made from European beans. I added some creamer to your cup, try it."
Rong Yan looked at the cake specially prepared for her and the brewed coffee, and felt a pang of guilt knowing she was about to go out.
She walked over hesitantly, unsure how to start, "Mrs. Lin, I..."
Lin Zhiya placed the coffee on the table, turned around upon hearing her and smiled effortlessly, "What's the matter, why are you stammering? You can tell me directly if anything's wrong, no need to feel embarrassed."
She referred to herself as 'mom' quite naturally.
Naturally, Rong Yan's earlobes became hot.
"Actually, I..."
Lin Zhiya looked at her with a gentle, doting expression, waiting for her to continue.
