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Chapter 16 You're eating really well!

It's important to know that Ms. Jiang doesn't know what kind of person Lin Mo is, and Yuan Meng certainly does too.

We're all carefree friends, so why are you suddenly putting on airs and acting all high and mighty?

That's right, Yuan Meng noticed the change in Lin Mo's demeanor when he was making tea. Although he looked quite good and pleasing to the eye, people who knew him well could tell at a glance that he was putting on an act.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that Lin Mo's tea ceremony skills are only at a beginner level, and it was his first time practicing tea brewing, so his performance was naturally not perfect.

Lin Mo himself hadn't thought much about it. He thought the tea master's skills were useless, but he didn't expect to actually use them.

Seeing Ms. Jiang's approving gaze and the change in her expression before and after drinking tea gave him a feeling of overflowing vanity. No wonder everyone likes to show off in front of others; it really feels good.

Just when he was enjoying his act, Yuan Meng interrupted his spellcasting, leaving him feeling helpless, like someone who had only half-finished their business.

As for Ms. Jiang, her face was turning red and then pale, which was quite a sight to behold.

It's normal for her daughter to be dating now that she's grown up, and she's implicitly agreed that the two of them are dating. After all, her daughter has never taken a boy out to dinner alone before, and she always uses her husband's credit card. If her husband knew about this, he would probably be furious.

Her original intention was to get to know the young man through chatting, so she specifically chose this teahouse, which was not cheap.

Simply put, it can be considered a small test. After all, a child from an ordinary family would definitely feel quite uncomfortable in such a place. On the one hand, she can roughly see Lin Mo's family situation, and on the other hand, if Lin Mo's family is ordinary, her actions can even put some pressure on him. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

After all, forcibly separating a couple is too low-level a tactic and would make them a laughingstock; she would definitely disdain doing such a thing.

But to her surprise, instead of finding out Lin Mo's true colors, her own daughter exposed her secrets. What kind of good girl would use such foul language?

"Shut up, no one will think you're mute if you don't speak!" Ms. Jiang glared at her daughter, then smiled at Lin Mo:

"Xiaolin's tea is really well brewed. It tastes much better than the same tea I usually drink."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo also broke free from his previous formal demeanor and replied with a smile, "Not at all, it's all because Auntie's tea is so good. Xinyang Maojian is a representative tea among green teas, and it's also a top-quality tea, so naturally the taste won't be bad when brewed."

He didn't know this knowledge before, but since he learned tea ceremony skills, these things have become standard for him. After all, the most basic thing for becoming a tea master is to recognize tea.

The tea he just drank was definitely not a cheap product from the market; it cost at least a thousand, or even several thousand, per kilogram.

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Ms. Jiang's eyes narrowed slightly and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. She felt that even if this young man's family was not as well-off as hers, it was certainly not too bad.

After all, what ordinary family's child could tell at a glance what kind of tea this is? You know, this tea didn't have any label when it was served.

The daughter said that this was her colleague, and that the person certainly didn't make a living from this, so someone in the family must regularly drink similar-grade tea to recognize her at a glance.

She came from a well-off family, was quite good-looking, and gave off a clean and sunny vibe. She was articulate, polite, and didn't seem flustered at all during her first meeting with her elder. It has to be said that Ms. Jiang was quite satisfied.

As they spoke, Lin Mo's hands never stopped moving as he refilled Ms. Jiang's tea, filling it to about seven-tenths full. His etiquette at the tea table was impeccable. Although he was a little shy, his movements were still graceful.

For a moment, no one in the tea room spoke; everyone was drinking tea.

After three infusions, the tea couldn't be steeped any further; any more infusions would result in a slightly bitter taste. While it wasn't undrinkable, it just wouldn't be quite right. "Excellent, truly excellent! This tea is so comforting today," Ms. Jiang said, her forehead slightly sweating, feeling a sense of clarity and well-being throughout her body.

"I'm glad Auntie likes it," Lin Mo said, putting down the tea set in his hand, once again becoming an innocent young man.

"By the way, Xiaolin, where are you from, and how old are you?" Ms. Jiang asked, quite pleased with the young man in front of her.

“Auntie, I’m from Nancheng, I’m 21 this year, and I’m a junior at Jiangning University of Science and Technology. I’m doing an internship this year and will be a senior soon,” Lin Mo said truthfully without thinking too much about it.

Nancheng is not far from Jiangning, and is considered a neighboring city. It is only a little over half an hour away by high-speed rail, but its economy is not as good as Jiangning's.

Upon hearing this, Ms. Jiang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at her beloved daughter with an incredulous expression, her eyes conveying a clear message.

'As expected of my daughter, you have excellent taste! Male college students are great!'

Faced with her mother's admiring gaze, Yuan Meng was completely bewildered. So what if he's a junior in college? Does making friends depend on age? You have no idea how awesome Zhen Dao is.

After glancing at her daughter, Ms. Jiang turned to look at Lin Mo from head to toe, her eyes shining. She had initially thought the child looked a bit young, but she hadn't expected her to be so youthful.

She's good-looking, comes from a good family, is good at talking, and is still a college student. She hasn't been corrupted by the big dye vat of society and is very innocent. No wonder my daughter likes her; she likes him at her age too.

Moreover, as college students, we can't expect them to be perfect in every aspect. They're still children, and we can nurture them gradually in the future.

She initially thought it was some young man with blond hair trying to trick her daughter, and she was a little upset at first. But when she found out that the man was a student, her daughter suddenly became the one with blond hair, which made her, as a mother, feel a little embarrassed.

"Ahem. Still in university? That's great. What are your plans after graduation? Do you want to stay in Jiangning to develop your career?" Ms. Jiang asked, her voice becoming increasingly kind.

Lin Mo shook his head: "Not yet. I want to graduate first and then see how it goes. If it really doesn't work out, going back to my hometown would be a good option."

Ms. Jiang automatically interpreted these words as, "After graduation, try to develop your career in Jiangning first. If that doesn't work out, go home and inherit the family fortune or have your family arrange a job for you."

After all, once you have a preconceived notion about someone, no matter what they say, that person will automatically fill in the blanks with the outcome they want.

It was only because Lin Mo was unaware of Ms. Jiang's inner thoughts that he felt guilty. After all, although his parents were both employed, they were as ordinary as the person in front of him.

The three of them then chatted idly in the tea room about various things. Lin Mo didn't mind; he answered whatever they asked, emphasizing sincerity.

More than half an hour later, the three left the teahouse. Yuan wanted to take Lin Mo home, but Ms. Jiang stopped her.

"Mom, why won't you let me take him?"

After watching Lin Mo get into the taxi and leave, Yuan Meng asked with some dissatisfaction.

"You still dare to talk back? You didn't even tell me about something this big? Do you even consider me your mother?" Ms. Jiang rolled her eyes at her daughter.
"What's the big deal?"

"Still pretending," Ms. Jiang nudged her daughter with her shoulder and said with a motherly smile, "You little rascal, you're really eating well!"

Yuan Meng: ? ? ?
(End of this chapter)