Ye Zhantian glanced at her and sat down on the sofa opposite her, slowly sipping the hot tea that Sister Fang had brought over.
"Get out."
The old master came in, leaning on a cane, and first instructed Ye Mingyao and Han Jiajia, who was sneakily peeking into the room to watch the excitement, "Watch your wife and stop eavesdropping."
"I understand, Grandpa."
Ye Mingyao quickly left, taking Han Jiajia with him.
"Hey, why are you dragging me? I just wanted to listen."
"This is Uncle Seven's matter; it's not your place to eavesdrop."
"I didn't expect Uncle Seven to do such a thing, and to get caught on camera, haha, I thought he was really devoted to Nan Zhifeng. All you men are the same."
"Shut up."
"Uncle Seven must have been tricked. With his strict personality, even if he were to sleep with a woman, it's unlikely he'd be caught on camera..."
"You do have a point. I didn't expect Chu Qianjiao, who seems so proud, to do such a thing."
"You women, always playing mind games."
