His Tone Cold And Distant

Their wife was wonderful indeed!

Just then, a stoic woman who looked like a matchmaker approached them.

"Good day, Ye Ling, Ye Mo, your wife is quite a special one. When she doesn't want kids, she doesn't get pregnant. And when she does, she bears more than one child."

When she got nearer, Ye Mo realized that she was the matchmaker who had spoken to Liu previously. Color immediately drained from his face.

He kept a straight face and refrained from showing his disapproval.

"Ah, Madam Hua, what do you want to say?" Ye Liu said, beaming, his tone cold and distant.

He did not believe that Matchmaker Hua's greeting was sincere at all!

"Ye Liu, you're a smart one. I like that about you," Matchmaker Hua snickered as she waved a handkerchief at him.

Ye Liu moved aside.

The cheap perfume she had on her person was suffocating, yet she was not aware of it.

"Ye Liu, didn't I mention to you last time? That I would find other matches for you and your brothers? Look at this one..."