Facing Feng Jun's question, Yuan Huapeng replied with indifference, "She's not a part of the system and isn't interested in making money either. You could say she's quite honest; it's just a small hobby that doesn't affect the family... who would bother about it?"
Feng Jun was rendered speechless. Why do I feel like the word "honest" is about to be completely corrupted? "Whose child is she?"
This time, it was Yuan Huapeng's turn to fall silent.
"Heh," Xiao Qian sneered coldly, with indescribable disdain in her laughter, "So it goes, the Prefectural Official can set fires, but the commoners can't even light lamps... She wouldn't be suffering from some kind of hormonal imbalance, would she?"
Of course, such a situation was possible; she knew someone like that.
"I don't know," Yuan Huapeng answered casually, "I didn't see anything in her childhood, but I feel... the possibility of a psychological issue is greater. Anyway, I keep my distance."
