"Honest?"
Zhi Chen looked at her gloomily, "The wife is really honest. This has never been mentioned by the wife before. Turns out there has always been Qinghe's shadow in her heart."
Shu Yu cast her a chilly glance: "It seems the wife has been too idle lately. Indeed, it's our brothers' fault, as we sympathize with the wife's poor health, we've all been like monks abstaining from women all day, leaving the wife with free time to imagine all sorts of nonsense."
This "nonsense," hmm, clearly is a veiled reference to a certain man.
Shujun was so angry she almost exploded: "Haha, heartbroken? The wife is heartbroken over another man?"
Haoming's face was wooden, as if the sky had fallen, unable to utter a single word.
