The man posing the question held a freshly brewed cup of coffee in his hand.
Upon hearing the explosive news from Yu Chiyin, he abandoned any intent of savoring the coffee and anxiously grabbed Yu Chiyin to confirm it.
Yu Chiyin disdainfully brushed his hand away, his tone as enigmatic as ever: "Believe it or not."
"You've never mentioned before that your wife was still hiding this card up her sleeve. I'm surprised, but it's reasonable."
Shi Jue, still immersed in the shocking news, raised the coffee cup to his lips absentmindedly, only to scald himself, and immediately frowned with a hiss.
His sudden craving for coffee vanished. With no mercy, he set the aromatic cup of civet coffee down on the bar counter.
Half of Shi Jue's body leaned against the bar. With piercing eyes fixed on Yu Chiyin, he smirked lightly:
