Song Hekun was being Weird (1)

Hearing this, Song Hekun instantly turned to Ai Zhiyi. The enthusiasm also gradually filled his heart again, and he asked to confirm, "Xuyi?"

Without looking at Song Hekun, Ai Zhiyi took a sip of his drink and then nodded. "Correct."

Song Hekun shook his head. He leaned his back against the back of the couch and breathed sluggishly.

Song Hekun knew that place, in fact, he always went by the tea house every day when he went to his office. He had intended to stop by, but he always held off. After he found out that the tea house belonged to Ai Zhiyi, he couldn't believe it.

Sighing wearily, Song Hekun said regretfully, "You know what, I always pass by your tea house. If I had known you owned it, I would come by."

Hearing Song Hekun's words, Ai Zhiyi suddenly put on a meaningful smile, as if there was something he was laughing at those words. He muttered, "You don't need to know the owner to stop by."