Cui Hao looked extremely dissatisfied. "This is so unfair!" he whined. "Song Fan gave you a regular, new-flavor fruit tea, while I was forced to taste that awful Photinia flower fruit tea. Song Fan, you're obviously playing favorites!"
Xue Yang took a light sip of his lemonade, the cool drink seemingly washing away his irritation.
He looked up slightly when he heard Cui Hao's complaint and asked in confusion, "Photinia flower fruit tea?"
Cui Hao guiltily avoided Xue Yang's gaze and explained defensively, "Song Fan tricked me first! I was just trying to see if I could pull the same prank on you. If you're going to blame someone, blame her. I'm telling you, the moment this Photinia flower fruit tea launches, I bet it'll scare away the shop's only loyal fan."
The "loyal fan" he was referring to was, of course, Miss Deng Baoling, who had a particular fondness for Song Fan's durian fruit tea. She visited the tea shop almost every day just to get another taste of that unique fruit tea.
