Before Liu Zhizhong could reply, Qian Xuan was already caught in a violent coughing fit.
His coughing sounded as if he could hack up his lungs.
His face was teary, and the slimy saliva dripping from his mouth was frankly disgusting.
Liu Zhizhong quickly grabbed a tissue, ready to go over and help wipe it off.
At a time like this, one really had no choice but to swallow their pride and act like a dog.
However, Qian Xuan roared, "Don't come over!!! Don't come over!!! I don't need, don't need… cough cough… cough cough…"
Another fit of unstoppable coughing ensued!
Liu Zhizhong stood frozen in shock, eventually retreating back to his seat.
Forget it, keep up the pretense if you want, all high and mighty! Dude, my room is right next to your wife's, and nothing's even happened yet... you're this pissed... petty much!
Meanwhile, Qian Xuan, while still coughing, wiped himself with a crimson cloth.
After he finally coughed up a huge glob of phlegm, he felt much better.
