While Ye Xie was pondering, the door to his room was knocked on.
He walked over and opened the door to find an extraordinarily beautiful woman standing there.
The woman's jet-black hair casually draped behind her, and her face still had a trace of sleepiness. Even though she was already forty years old, she looked more charming than most younger women.
This person was Su Nanqing, Ye Xie's mother.
Su Nanqing then looked at Ye Xie. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were slightly raised as she asked lazily, "What's going on between you and the little princess?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xie smiled bitterly. "Mom, there's nothing between us."
"So what are your intentions toward her?"
Intentions?
Ye Xie thought for a moment.
