My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 721

Eric gave the tea a gentle sniff before saying appreciatively, “This tea has a long-lasting aroma. This is high-quality tea!”

He swallowed the contents of the teacup in one gulp and closed his eyes to enjoy the aromatic taste of the tea in his mouth.

Atlas took a small sip, and a spark appeared in his eyes. “This is Darjeeling tea specially provided for members of the government. It’s very expensive, isn’t it?”

His grandfather had once brought him to visit an important government official.

That officer held an extremely important position, and his grandfather had seemed to be on tenterhooks when speaking to him. However, the man had treated him with the utmost respect and brewed him a pot of his finest tea.

Atlas had also drank a cup of that tea then. He viewed it as one of his proudest moments and committed all details of that day to his memory—especially the taste of that Darjeeling tea.

Nash smiled as he said, “Drinking tea is a way of improving relationships. Who would discuss how much the tea cost while drinking it?”

“You’re right, Master Nash!”

An awkward expression appeared on Atlas’ face.

It would be shameful for him to admit he was born into a prestigious family.

His grandfather had taught him to never constantly bring up money in conversation.

He usually never engaged in conversations about money, so why did he embarrass himself in front of Master Nash today?

Eric put his teacup down and rolled his eyes at Atlas. “My relationship with Nash is not founded on benefits!”

If Nash ever visited him, he would also serve him the best tea and wine he had at home.

They had gone through life-or-death situations before, and the strength of their bond could no longer be measured using money.

Atlas was so embarrassed he wanted to bury himself alive.

He did not know what was wrong with him today. How could he have said something so idiotic?

Could his brain be malfunctioning because the toxins had not been completely cleared from his body yet?

Atlas was still staring dazedly into space. Eric said exasperatedly, “Aren’t you going to apologize to Nash?”

Atlas jerked out of his reverie and hurriedly got to his feet so that he could pour Nash a cup of tea.

Then, he filled his own cup and held it in both hands as he said, “My apologies for not watching my mouth, Master Nash. Allow me to use this tea as a substitute for liquor while I apologize to you!”

Nash waved his hand and smiled. “No need for such formalities. Do sit down!”