As the saying went, one should not hit a smiling person. If Jun Shiyan were to argue with him, however, he could scold him more.
Unfortunately, no matter how much he scolded him, he answered him with a smile. His attitude was extremely good, which made him angry. However, he relented. He held back a stomach full of vulgarities and didn't say them out loud.
"Mr. Huo, you can try it. This coffee tastes pretty good." Jun Shiyan did not stop handing the coffee to him. There was a smile on his lips, as though he would not retaliate no matter what.
It was not true that Huo Ci did not like coffee. On the contrary, he liked coffee a lot. Upon seeing his enthusiasm, he reluctantly took a sip. His eyes lit up. It was delicious, yet he pretended to be dissatisfied and spat, "What kind of coffee is that? It's really disgusting."