Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 75 - 64. Is this tea good or not?

In a spacious rectangular Japanese-style room, walls covered with screens painted with white divine birds ready to take flight, yellow silk cords hung from the black beams.

Seated at the head was a noble lady wearing a light blue kimono.

If one knew Jiutiao iji was a descendant of Empress Zhenming, Jiutiao Jiezi, and then felt that the two bore a resemblance in appearance, then just by looking at this noble lady’s appearance, one would know she must be related to Jiutiao Jiezi by blood.

Behind the noble lady was a large crest of the Jiutiao Family—a Jiutiao Vine.

"iji, wasn’t your trip abroad supposed to last a month? Why have you returned today?"

Jiutiao iji, sitting upright, answered, "I heard Mother was holding a tea ceremony today, so I rushed back."

Jiutiao’s mother smiled quietly and observed her daughter without saying a word.

Pretending to be puzzled, Jiutiao iji looked down at her attire, "What is it, Mother?"

Jiutiao’s mother chuckled, "Does that child’s surna happen to be Dubian?"

"It could be Jiutiao as well, but of course, it would require Mother’s approval," Jiutiao iji replied unabashedly.

"That child is an only son. I’ve seen his photos; he’s very handso, and his grades are excellent. His parents might not be willing to let him change his surna and join our family," Jiutiao’s mother spoke gently, her words flowing smoothly and unhurriedly.

Jiutiao iji did not argue but said, "When he arrives later, Mother, you can ask him whether he is willing or not."

Jiutiao’s mother laughed, "A man needs to maintain his dignity. Discipline should be appropriate."

With that, she changed the topic, asking about Jiutiao iji’s experience abroad and discussing today’s guests at the tea ceremony, the antique tea utensils being used, and where the tea leaves were from.

Jiutiao iji listened indifferently.

She was not interested in the tea ceremony, and she even less so in those sought-after tea utensils; she would never use them.

She disliked others touching her belongings and disliked using items that others had used.

The tea utensils she was using were brand new, though selected in a retro style to match the surroundings.

After chatting for a while, Jiutiao iji glanced toward the door ten ters away.

Noticing her daughter’s behavior, Jiutiao’s mother put down her teacup, "What’s wrong?"

Jiutiao iji didn’t answer her mother but instructed Shizuru, who was standing by the door, "Go and see if he has drowned yet; if not, help him out."

"Yes."

Jiutiao’s mother watched Shizuru leave with a smile and teased, "It seems he hasn’t been tad yet."

"There’s plenty of ti; it’s more interesting this way."

Jiutiao’s mother shook her head in resignation, "Just don’t let anything happen."

A short while later, Shizuru led a reluctant Dubian Che inside.

Jiutiao’s mother looked up.

Dubian Che was now dressed in a kimono with a jade pattern and a white undergarnt that showed only around the collar, the outer black layer floating like a long robe.

He had the sleepy laziness of soone who had just woken up, a beautiful but reluctant look on his handso face, exuding a charm unique to a handso young man.

Jiutiao iji observed her mother’s expression, noting a fleeting look of satisfaction in her eyes, and smiled smugly.

But when she turned to face Dubian Che, her expression had already darkened.

Dubian Che, who had been sleeping soundly, was rudely awakened by Shizuru’s words, "Miss asked to inquire, ’Have you drowned yet?’", and hadn’t recovered even after being helped into his kimono.

He didn’t know where to sit in the vast Japanese-style room.

Helplessly, Dubian Che chose to sit next to Jiutiao iji and mimicked her upright posture.

Jiutiao iji glanced at him and introduced him, "This is my mother."

"Nice to et you. I’m Dubian Che, iji’s boyfriend," Dubian Che bowed slightly.

"Mr. Dubian, hello," Jiutiao’s mother replied warmly.

Suddenly, Jiutiao iji stood up, "Mother, you talk with him. I’ll go change."

"Alright."

As Jiutiao iji left, Jiutiao’s mother looked at the uncomfortable Dubian Che and said with a smile, "iji has been troubleso for you."

"No, not at all. iji is very good."

"I know her temper; you must have suffered quite a bit," Jiutiao’s mother said with the affectionate gaze of a mother.

"iji is just a bit spoiled, but her nature is very good. I really like that about her."

Jiutiao’s mother laughed happily, "That’s good to hear. You’ll have to look after her more in the future. If she throws a tantrum, you can always co to —I’ll help you discipline her."

"It’s quite the opposite."

What a good mother, it seems Jiutiao iji’s erratic temper is her own issue, not a result of the Jiutiao Family’s upbringing.

Afterwards, Dubian Che talked about so interesting things from the countryside and also recounted his midterm exams.

Jiutiao’s mother occasionally interjected with detailed questions, and the two enjoyed their conversation.

After a while, a servant ca in and announced the arrival of a guest for today’s tea ceremony.

Following that, noblewon dressed in kimono gradually entered the Japanese-style room, so accompanied by other female relatives, all dressed in luxurious kimonos.

After greetings, Jiutiao’s mother formally introduced Dubian Che to everyone, who then reluctantly bowed to each one.

Among them was even the mother of Kiyono Lin; the two looked very similar and were beautiful won with a constant hint of worry between their brows.

When almost everyone had arrived, Jiutiao iji made her entrance like the finale of a show, dressed in a new kimono.

Her gown was a vibrant red trailing on the floor, embossed with an orange-red embroidered belt at the waist, the sleeves adorned with black-threaded Jiutiao Vine, and the hem bursting with blossoming citrus flowers.

Even such a lavish kimono couldn’t overshadow her; instead, it complented Jiutiao iji’s beauty even more.