Brewing Tea, Brewing Love

Wang Xiuhe, an ambitious woman who helped run the Fang family's tea business, would stop at nothing to seize control. She set fire to the tea warehouse-killing Fang Zesheng's parents and crushing his legs. From that day on, he was the head of the Fang family in name only, trapped in a wheelchair, stripped of all real authority. But Fang Zesheng did not surrender. Beneath his cold exterior burned a quiet fire.
For eight years, he endured, waiting for the right moment to reclaim what was his. Yet he could not bear to risk the childhood friend he had secretly loved for so long. To protect Fu Jingxuan, he cut all ties and suffered alone. What Fang Zesheng did not know was that Fu Jingxuan's heart had always belonged to him as well. The unspoken longing, the quiet yearning-it never faded, not once, over all those years.
Fu Jingxuan, however, was never one to sit back and wait. If fate wouldn't bring Fang Zesheng to him, he would go to Fang Zesheng. He orchestrated his younger sister's escape from the arranged marriage, then took her place in the bridal sedan himself, marrying into the Fang family as the disabled patriarch's lawful spouse. From the moment he stepped through the gate, Fu Jingxuan made his intentions clear.
He teased, flirted, and charmed his way past every wall Fang Zesheng had built. One by one, those walls crumbled. And only then did Fang Zesheng realize that he had never been alone in his feelings. What had long been a silent devotion was, in truth, a love shared-a longing finally returned. Together, they turned against Wang Xiuhe, dismantled her schemes, and restored the Fang family. Fang Zesheng's legendary tea-whisking-a pure white infusion that painted mountain landscapes on the cup-earned him admiration from tea connoisseurs and even the foreign prince.
Fu Jingxuan's unmatched palate made him a master of tea tasting. As a pair, joined by loyal friends, they brought the tea houses of the Central Plains to even greater prosperity, forging new trade routes and winning the favor of the imperial court. Brewing tea, brewing love. From the depths of decline, they rebuilt a family legacy. And in each other's hearts, they finally found a home-brewed slowly, sip by sip, over a lifetime.