Dressed in robes as white as snow, this man had a calm disposition while he used his one-of-a-kind teacup and unique tea leaves. Not even a fly dared to be within three feet of him.
Zong Yue.
Upon seeing him, Meng Fuyao instinctively wanted to leave. Just as she turned around, the sharp-tongued man spoke, "We haven't met for some time, and General Meng's ability to seduce men has become better than before; you never lack their company."
Hearing that, Yun Hen's eyebrows twitched, and anger flashed in his eyes. Meng Fuyao tugged his sleeve and whispered, "He's just like that, ignore him. At least he's useful as a doctor." Then, she turned back and smiled. "Yes, look, you're here to add on to the count as well."
Zong Yue sipped on his tea and said, "At least I'm useful as a doctor."
