"Ahem, ahem!" Li Zhenhua suddenly coughed, interrupting Shang Wan's train of thought.
Shang Wan, oblivious, paused slightly and was about to continue when Li Zhenhua coughed again.
Shang Wan glared over in annoyance, "What are you doing?"
Li Zhenhua looked at his wife, "My throat is uncomfortable."
"How could your throat be uncomfortable all of a sudden?"
Shang Wan looked disgusted, "Could it be a cold? If that's the case, get over there quickly. Yangyang just got better, don't end up passing it to her."
Li Zhenhua, "..."
Is this really my wife?
Must be a fake!
Zhang Yun couldn't watch any longer and secretly nudged Shang Wan, who suddenly realized she almost let something slip.
She reflexively patted her own mouth and spat twice, "Oh dear, my stupid mouth!"
Watching Nianyang and Li Tingyan on the verge of making up, if the wedding thing gets leaked, it might be back to square one.
