Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot
/ Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot Chapter 1520
Chapter 1520: 378: Not Recognizing Mount Tai_2 Chapter 1520: 378: Not Recognizing Mount Tai_2 Truly a tea lover.
This Hawaii Kona is incredibly valuable, grown on towering cliffs of over three thousand meters; many people have plunged into abysmal depths in the annual harvesting season for these leaves.
Therefore, its price is very exorbitant.
It's now being sold at a sky-high price of 1000 yuan per gram, hence Hawaii Kona is often referred to as liquid gold, even more precious than gold itself, which is worth only 500 yuan per gram.
The price of Hawaii Kona is twice that of gold.
However, because Hawaii Kona and Panama Geisha resemble each other and share similar tastes, many unscrupulous businesses pass off Panama Geisha as Hawaii Kona on the market.
Even Miyamoto Hoya, who loved tea, often got the two confused.
She didn't expect that Viola Thompson would identify it as Hawaii Kona with just one sip.
Viola looked at Miyamoto Hoya and said, “Actually, Hawaii Kona is quite easy to distinguish. Though it shares a similar taste to Panama Geisha, it doesn't have a very distinct tea aroma. Moreover, after careful tasting, you'll discover a faint lingering sweet aftertaste, which is similar to the refreshing sensation of snow-capped mountains. This refreshing sensation lingers on your tongue, even after just one sip, and can last for over three hours.”
Viola loves tea and has tasted all the teas she could find on the market.
Though Hawaii Kona is extremely precious, she has several pounds of it in her cabinet.
She often uses Hawaii Kona to make milk tea.
Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Hoya immediately picked up her cup of tea and took a big gulp, like a cow lapping water.
After finishing, she carefully savored the taste, which indeed seemed to resemble what Viola had described.
Viola is truly impressive!
Miyamoto Hoya looked up at Viola, a newfound admiration sparkling in her eyes.
Miyamoto Hoya couldn't help lavishing praise upon Viola.
After they had finished the tea, Viola suggested leaving.
The original intent was a small gathering of two, but with the addition of Miyamoto Hoya, the atmosphere had turned a little strange.
Besides, Viola always felt that Miyamoto Hoya wasn't that clever.
Miyamoto Hoya stood up, “Viola, it's already late. Why don't you stay and have dinner before leaving?”
Miyamoto Hoya remained seated, wishing Viola would stay but couldn't find the words to say it.
Perhaps this is what it feels like to truly like someone?
Viola's slightest glance could make him happy, while her every word could sadden him.
It would seem ludicrous.
After all, he and Viola knew each other for less than three hours.
But sometimes, love can be inexplicable.
Some people do fall in love at first sight.
Such as himself right now.
However, Miyamoto Hoya was fully aware of his status.
They belonged to different nationalities, had different stances. He would not change because of Viola nor renounce his nationality for love, like his aunt had.
His life couldn't just revolve around women.
So, Miyamoto Hoya could only restrain himself.
Viola turned slightly, “Aunt, you're too courteous. I have a date tonight, so I won't bother you any longer.”
A date?
Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Hoya suddenly remembered that Viola had a fiance and said with a smile, “In that case, I won't keep you.”
“Okay,” Viola turned her gaze, “I shall take my leave now, aunt.”
As Viola finished speaking, she also bid Miyamoto Hoya goodbye.
No matter the situation, she should never abandon courtesy.
After all, she currently represented not only herself but also the demeanor of an entire nation in front of Miyamoto Hoya.
Miyamoto nodded slightly, then said, “Miss Thompson, how about I give you a lift?”
“Thank you, but my brother is already here to pick me up.”
“Alright then, be careful on the road,” Miyamoto Hoya said.
“Okay.”
Viola turned to leave.
Watching Viola's retreating figure, Miyamoto Hoya seemed to recall something and suddenly called out, “Viola, wait a moment.”
“Aunt, do you need something else?” Viola stopped and turned her head slightly.
She stood there, the crystal chandelier above casting a soft light upon her.
She looked like a beautiful painting.
One that made people involuntarily hold their breath.
Miyamoto Hoya said with a smile, “I had someone pick a bouquet of hibiscus from the backyard. Take it with you and put it in a vase.”
A perfect match: beautiful flowers for a beautiful woman.
Indeed, quite a match.
Miyamoto Hoya loved hibiscus flowers, she even believed that the hibiscus was the queen of flowers.
More glamorous than peonies, more delicate than roses.
And even more noble than plum blossoms.
Therefore, in Miyamoto Hoya's heart, there was no one more worthy of this unique hibiscus than Viola.
Especially after seeing Viola appreciating flowers in the backyard.
“Alright.”
At that moment, a servant came over with a striking bouquet of hibiscus.
Miyamoto Hoya took the flowers from the servant and approached Viola, “Viola, take this.”
Chapter end
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