"Young Master, thank you for remembering that I like lemon water, but people open their doors to do business, and when they focus on this, they can't pay attention to that. So there's no need to put them on the spot. They're doing small business, using cups as a unit of measure, unlike your Beitang Group where wealth is measured by minutes and seconds."
Xia Qingqian found Beitang Yao's behavior quite childish, yet it was exactly what she secretly adored.
"Do you think I want to make things difficult for her? It's because you have such strange preferences with your drinks. Do I really need to argue with people?" Beitang Yao pinned all the blame on Xia Qingqian, as if there was no room for negotiation.
Xia Qingqian felt unfairly accused. Though she liked lemon water, she never said she was obsessed with it. She could be flexible and wouldn't trouble others like Beitang Yao.
