Xiao Wu nodded and then looked at Shu Yu. Shu Yu put on a weak appearance, but there was no need to pretend. Having been bedridden with illness for over twenty years, this air of frailty had long seeped into his bones.
Even though his body had been nursed back to health by his wife in recent years, playing the part of an invalid was as easy as pie for him.
"Cough cough cough..." To avoid arousing suspicion, he didn't speak but instead covered his face and coughed, coughing so violently that it tugged at the heartstrings of those who heard it.
"Xiao Qi, if you're not feeling well, you should rest today. As for the young master's side, we can speak on your behalf."
Shu Yu slowly waved his hand, "No need, business takes priority."
