Personal Doctor King

During the day, she would only make three pots of tea, never for a single person. Each pot of tea could only bring out a certain number of cups, and only a fated person could drink the tea she brewed with her own hands.    

With her graceful body outlined by the cheongsam, coupled with her light footsteps, she looked like a fairy as she shuttled back and forth between the tools. Her every step and position, along with her movements, seemed to be meticulously measured, completely in line with the aesthetic and the spirit of the Way of Tea, complementing each other.    

A pot of tea was divided into seven cups this time.    

This meant that only seven people would have the chance to taste it this time.    

There weren't many people present, and all of them were staring fixedly at the tray in the waiter's hands. If it wasn't for the rules, they might have rushed up to snatch it.    

In front of Feng Mingxue's group, there was a stage with dozens of wooden tablets on it.    

He casually opened the seven wooden slates on the table in succession, and they displayed the guest seat number, which was the fated person this time.    

Yu Jingzhe looked at his seat number. Unfortunately, he didn't have that kind of luck this time.    

Putting aside Feng Mingxue's fame, just seeing her performance just now already made people want to have a taste of the tea she personally made.    

The tea was distributed one by one, but there was a dissonant sound that broke the silence.    

"Hey, I came all the way to the capital just to have a sip of your tea. I haven't had any part in this for a long time, do you know how disgraceful this is for me?"    

As soon as the overbearing voice fell, a large and burly fatty immediately stood up, two bodyguards following closely behind him.    

"Only a fated person can drink my tea, it's embarrassing for you, sorry." Feng Mingxue's expression did not change as she said indifferently.    

"Don't tell me these mysterious things. You're saying that I'm not a fated person?" The fatty said viciously, "Do you really dare to say that I'm not fated to meet you? Tell me, do I have a destiny? "    

The people who came to taste the tea were all decent people. When they saw Fatty like this, they knew that he was a ruffian and rascal type of person. After he made such a ruckus, the elation they had just had was completely wiped out.    

"Call your boss out for me and have him come out to see me. I want to see if it's reasonable for you to treat your customers like this." Fatty shouted.    

"I'm the boss." Feng Mingxue raised her head and looked at the fatty emotionlessly as she spoke in a light tone.    

Heh, so you are, let's put it this way, I am a guest. It can't be that you don't know that there is a saying, 'Customer is God'. Go and make a cup of tea for your God right now.    

The fat guy casually sat down, looking like a scoundrel who wouldn't leave even if you didn't agree. "I'll just stay here and not leave. Let's see if you can afford to waste your time, or I can."    

"Using such a despicable method to force me to submit, he is underestimating me and will only make me feel bored. Just go back and talk to the person behind you. "    

Feng Mingxue saw through Fatty's background almost instantly.    

Having been pointed out to be a dog sent by someone else, this kind of action made Fatty feel a little embarrassed. Although he did listen to his master and bite however he liked, he still had his dignity.    

"If I tell you the surname Feng, others will praise you for being the number one tea artist in the world, would you think that you are number one in the world?" In the capital, not only did you not give face to young master Ling Yu, you even rejected him several times.    

"The three times I came to invite you, was because I didn't want to. If you didn't have the Ling Family to praise Tea Fairy, you probably wouldn't have been anything. Young Master Ling is a gentle man, but I'm not. Let me tell you one last thing, take your tea set and come with me. Otherwise, I'll destroy your shop! "    

The fierce look on his face made it seem as if he really wanted to attack right now.    

"Ling Yu, Young Master Ling?" Yu Jingzhe asked the fatty.    

"That's right, it's Young Master Ling." Fatty was a little proud, everyone in the capital knew of Young Master Ling's reputation, and his henchman was also basked in the glow of Ling Family.    

Coincidentally, his Ling Family had a grudge with him, how could it be such a coincidence?    

"Tell me, why is it that he specializes in such disgraceful things when he can be counted as a decent person when he's peacefully doing his job as Young Master Ling?" Yu Jingzhe grinned.    

"What did you say, kid?" You dare to say that Young Master Ling is disgraceful, who do you think you are? " Fatty was enraged.    

"Am I wrong? Tea Fairy has Tea Fairy's rules placed before her. It can't be that he's not qualified enough to let a henchman like you cause trouble, but he still dares to call himself a respectable person? This is the biggest joke in the world. "    

Yu Jingzhe directly belittled Ling Yu into the dust.    

"I think you're tired of living."    

Yu Jingzhe shifted the fatty's attention to him and it could be considered that he successfully drew the enmity. The fatty walked in front of Yu Jingzhe with his head tilted, "You brat, do you know who I am?"    

"There's no need for me to know who you are." Yu Jingzhe could smell the patient's bad breath, but he was allergic to the stench coming from the scum's mouth. He frowned and distanced himself from the patient, "Can you not bring the toilet to talk to me?"    

Fatty's breathing instantly lost its original calmness. Although he had bad breath, no one had ever dared to humiliate him like this.    

"Do you know that this will make me lose a lot of face?" Fatty's eyes shone with a dangerous light.    

"So?" Yu Jingzhe smiled. This fatty was not stupid, at least he knew his own limits.    

"I'm not happy right now. In front of you, there are two choices. One is to have my men break your legs, and the other one is to jump down from the second floor. But if you're lucky and you're safe, we'll even each other. Think about it. "    

The two paths that Fatty had given them were like giving them no chance at all. The people in the teahouse were all worried for Yu Jingzhe.    

"How about this, I will give you two choices. One, apologize and get out of here, and never come back. Second, I'll throw you down here. This is a teahouse, and people like you are causing trouble here.    

When Yu Jingzhe stopped smiling, it was especially intimidating.    

"Interesting. Hur Hur. What an interesting boy." Regardless of whether this fatty was a scoundrel or not, when he smiled like this, most people would feel that he was simple and honest.    

Even though he had a kind face, he was an absolutely evil person.    

Fatty took two steps back and the bodyguards behind him moved forward. They pulled Yu Jingzhe to his left and right and were about to drag him outside.