Hearing that dry cough, Yu Dongxue hastily shut his mouth, picked up his teacup, and took a tactical sip. "Xiao Ye, have some tea, go ahead."
The corners of Ye Xuan's mouth twitched. *Uncle Yu, you aren't henpecked by any chance, are you?* he thought to himself.
Immediately after, he sighed inwardly: *So close, just a hair's breadth away...*
Chapter 618