Fog of Confusion

Looking at Meng Yuehua's face full of enjoyment, Emory Williams could already feel that the rumors about this tea were definitely true. "Haha, Master Tang, you should try it too." "Okay."Emory Williams was not polite and poured himself another glass. Before he could drink it, Lin Wan'er walked over, picked it up and took a sip. "It smells really good, Mr. Emory. I am so blessed by you. Grandpa usually treasures this tea so much that he wouldn't even let me take a look at it." "Haha, you girl."...