Xia Ye paused slightly, facing her third brother's puzzled gaze, she said with an unchanged expression, "Um, Uncle Jiang had some drinks tonight."
Xia Xian first let out an "Ah," then quickly realized something was off, "Hold on, how much did he drink? Why would there be such a strong smell of alcohol on you? Little Tiangao, tell your brother, did he… to you…"
Xia Ye knew what he was going to say and quickly interrupted him, "No, don't think nonsense."
Seeing that she couldn't quite hide the matter, she quickly glanced at the potted plants nearby, and her clever mind sparked an idea, "That's right, I've been considering grafting these flowers lately. I'll give you the new ones once they're grafted. They will definitely be even more beautiful than any of these pots here."
Xia Xian's attention was indeed successfully diverted; he no longer asked where the smell of alcohol came from, "Really???"
Xia Ye nodded nonchalantly, "Of course it's true~"
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