"My teapot annual salary is 50 million yen. I only need to attend during tea parties and consult with tea affairs, and wait for other times."

"My boyfriend has nothing to say. I'll give you pocket money every month and just attend various gatherings and ceremonies in my family. But you will also represent my image. You can't lose your composure in public or cause scandals that my family can't suppress..."

From morning until dusk, Qian Linya kept ordering tea. Except for lunch, he ate the same-tasting lunch (I only remember that there was eel inside), his hands never stopped, and two tea siberians were broken.

So he was confused for a long time before realizing what the girl had just said.

"Wait, are you confessing?"

The girl stopped with a look of "What are you talking about" and said, "No, this is asking."

Maybe she had too much time in her life to be domineering, and ignored that Qian Linya is a man who is a good person now, and directly thought that her request could not be disobeyed. Qian Linya decided to remind her of this in a tactful way.

“…I have to think about it.”

"What else do I think about? I've already thought about it."

The expression on her face seemed to be from the bottom of her heart that as long as she thought it would be fine, no one else's opinions meant.

"I think things like love should be based on feelings..." Qian Linya said carefully.

"Emotions can be cultivated," said the girl.

"Then why is it me?"

"It's shameless, but it's a good question,"

"???" Qian Linya didn't understand why he was shameless.

The girl hugged her arms, looked him up and down, and said in a nutshell, "You have passed the test, you have passed the tea-making skills, your family background is good, your identity is OK, and your age is similar to mine. In short, you can't find any fault."

It seems that she is not good at talking about other people's strengths, and her tone is barely strong.

Qian Linya summarized her meaning, roughly speaking, Qian Linya is the best candidate to "be both a tea and a boyfriend".

But he couldn't think of any necessary connection between being a teatou and being a boyfriend.

"Chatou" was originally a concept from the Zen Sect of the Semen, and those monks who were responsible for worshiping tea and being informed were called teaheads.

After Zen Buddhism was introduced to Japan, the identity of "chatou" was also popularized from temples to daimyo families with the spread of tea ceremony.

The aristocratic families worship teats, and the teats help the aristocratic families host tea parties, which is an elegant way of communication that belongs to the upper class.

Becoming a tea bowl from a certain family is equivalent to becoming half of a retainer of a certain family.

Because of this, Qian Linya couldn't figure out why it is necessary to be a workplace couple like this... Well? This should be considered a workplace couple, right? Or the kind of superiors and subordinates.

He wanted to ask the girl this question, but his intuition told him that there must be some unspeakable hidden truth in it. Even if he asked, the other party might not tell her.

"I hate men who are stingy," the girl frowned very well, "Don't let me wait."

Qian Linya said: "I only asked one question in the end: What is the price?"

"The price is that you can't go to other houses to serve as tea tables, you can't hold tea parties without permission, and you can't find other women," the girl smiled. "Is this the price? Well, if you're married, you can relax a little bit when you find another woman, but I will also look for other men."

Qian Linya was a little surprised - she really thought about these things.

"Then, let me refuse." Qian Linya bowed.

"Why?" The girl's voice became cold in an instant.

He stood up slightly, making his body sit a little straighter, and said, "Today I said that I want to be a tea person for everyone. If I only serve the family and one surname, it would be against my tea ceremony."

This is the third time that the girl has been rejected today. She seems to be brewing anger, but before the storm comes, she suddenly put down her posture and said in a calm tone:

"I also told you today that tea people are all dependent on aristocratic families, and only aristocratic families have the financial resources to support a tea person. You may have gained the favor of many people today, but that's all. Without my family's support, your behavior will not even be published in the newspaper. Because ordinary people have no power."

"It's enough for me to have strength." Qian Linya said lightly.

The girl smiled contemptuously, as if he had told a joke that was not funny.

"People cannot control other people's preferences, nor can they control other people's disgust," said Qian Linya. "Even a powerful family cannot do it."

"But the aristocratic family has a way to control you," said the girl. "If there is no aristocratic family as an endorsement, you can't even become a priest."

"Then I'll just become a tea saint?" Qian Linya said.

The expression on the girl's face was as if he had said a joke that was less funny but more exaggerated than before.

Strictly speaking, there is no tea saint among the tea people. Because no one is qualified to identify others as saints. Tea saints have always been recognized by all people now and in the future.

But this is a hundred times more difficult than becoming a craftsman. Those who can say such words are either fools or lunatics.

The girl slowly stood up from the tea table, her face looking a little ugly - but even if she had a bad face, many males would probably be excited after seeing it - not including Qian Linya.

"Then I wish you success, Mr. Jiayuan of the Zongqian family."

The girl floated away, leaving the last scent.

The sunset completely took advantage of the arrival of Tokyo's skyline, and dark light and shadow began to cover the venue.

Qian Linya stood up tremblingly, his legs could hardly feel them.

The feeling of fatigue and hunger rushed up one after another, his brain, body, and legs were already numb, and he just wanted to go back to sleep now.

I forgot how he said goodbye to Ishida, Iori and others. He directly admitted that he was going home by taxi and just arrived at the entrance, he lay down.

"I'm back……"

His eyelids were so heavy that he heard the sound of footsteps "dongdongdongdong" in his ears. He opened his eyes slightly, and the fabric under his skirt flashed by. Before he could analyze what color it was, his head was gently picked up.

"Welcome home, brother."

Qian Linya satisfied on Mengye's soft knee pillow, and sighed happily.

"A lifetime of life..."

"Brother, I heard from Sister Miyagi that you have been ordering tea, I'm so worried about you."

"It's okay, just have a sleep." Qian Linya said with his eyes closed, "I'm so hungry."

"The rice is ready, it's all warm."

"Okay, let's have a meal first."

"Do you want to take a rest first?"

"Eat first, I can still hold on for a while."

With his eyelids drooping, he staggered and finished supper, and he didn't even take a shower, so he lay down.

Before going to bed, he seemed to see a lot of unread messages on his phone, and he didn't have time to read them.

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