"Okay, that's enough talking about me," Su Ye cut in sharply, but the two people in front of him didn't spare him a glance. One was happily speaking; the other was even happier listening.
Matthew's eyes lit up more. "No, but really, nobody dared chase him at that time. Still, there were a few brave souls. One time, there was this girl who—"
"Matthew." Su Ye's tone sharpened, slicing through the air. "You came here to treat my wife's face. Why don't we focus on that?"
Matthew turned to him with a knowing grin, easily reading the shut your mouth or I'll shut it for you look Su Ye was giving him. He chuckled, fully entertained.
Tang Xiyu looked between them thoughtfully and narrowed her eyes. "Aye," she called sweetly.
"Yes, wife?" Su Ye looked at her with a warm smile immedietely.
"Your friend came to our house for the first time. Isn't it rude for you to just sit there like that?"
"Huh?" he stared.
She crossed her arms. "Go be a good husband. Make some tea and bring snacks."
