Gu Yang remembered that in the novel, Ruan Chu committed suicide because he was provoked by Ruan Yan due to severe depression.
The reason why Ruan Yan did that was because Old Man Ruan left all his inheritance to Ruan Chu.
Others may not be able to see it, but Gu Yang can see it. Ruan Chu seems to be only mildly depressed now, but in fact she is already severely depressed. She is suppressing herself because she doesn't want the old man to worry about her.
This is also why, as soon as the old man passed away in the book, Ruan Chu’s depression reached a level that even medication could not control.
Gu Yang sighed softly in his heart.
She has traveled through the book, and she has to bear all the blame for her original body. Since Ruan Chu's depression is caused by her, she should help her.
It’s just that the original body had a bad relationship with Ruan Chu, so she couldn’t ruin her character too much.
Seeing Ruan Chu sitting at the tea table drinking tea, Gu Yang had an idea and walked over to sit opposite her. He poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, imitated the original green tea tone, and smiled: "I envy my cousin so much. My grandfather taught me the art of tea. But the taste seems to be similar to the tea I brew casually."
Ruan Chu's hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened, and he looked coldly at Gu Yang opposite him, saying sarcastically: "Your green tea art is really good."
This tea art is not that tea art.
At this time, Mr. Ruan, who had just returned from a private conversation with Gu Jin, also heard the conversation between Gu Yang and Ruan Chu, and looked at Gu Yang with even more displeasure.
He was afraid that Gu Yang would bully Ruan Chu, so he took Gu Jin and sat on the futon beside the tea table. He snorted at Gu Yang, "What a big tone! I want to see how good your tea art is. Can you compare with Xiao Chu with just a simple brew?"
Mr. Ruan is very protective of his people.
Gu Jin also raised his eyes lazily, as if he was watching a good show.
"What if my tea art is better than my cousin's?" Gu Yang blinked.
Old Master Ruan seemed to have heard something funny. "Nonsense! Xiao Chu has been influenced by me since she was young, and her tea art has been praised by many tea ceremony masters. No one among the famous ladies in Jincheng can compare to Xiao Chu. How can a little girl like you compare to my Xiao Chu?"
Gu Yang's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that this old man was quite narcissistic.
"What if, Grandpa, you have to give me some reward, right?" Gu Yang blinked, still looking gentle and well-behaved.
Mr. Ruan snorted coldly: "If your tea art is really better than Xiao Chu's, then I will give you my treasured purple clay tea set!"
Gu Yang knew that the purple clay tea set the old man was talking about was not only an antique, but also his most precious tea set. He reminded him, "Grandpa, how about changing the bet?"
As a tea lover, she knew the significance of this tea set to the old man. However, it was also because she was also a tea lover that this tea set had a strong appeal to her.
If it really falls into her hands, she won't feel bad and return it.
"No need!" Mr. Ruan loves tea and has been immersed in the tea ceremony all his life. He has a high level of attainment in the tea ceremony and is very confident in his granddaughter, whom he has personally taught. "However, since this is a bet, if you are not as good as Xiaochu, you will have to pay the price for your arrogance. I don't want anything from you, I just want you to apologize to Xiaochu."
Mr. Ruan has been holding that breath.
"Okay." Gu Yang agreed readily, and then looked at Gu Jin, his eyebrows slightly curved: "Sister, do you want to bet with me too? If I lose, I will play the piano for you every day."
(End of this chapter)