"Even if I have money, it's someone else's money." Cheng Fei smiled. He looked at the time and said to Yin Tao, "Why don't you eat here before you leave. My cooking skills are not bad. Save my number. If you're bored in the future, you can look for me directly."
Yin Tao happily agreed and took down Cheng Fei's phone number. Looking at Cheng Fei's back view in the kitchen, Yin Tao felt that he had the potential to be a good life partner and parent.
"Brother Cheng Fei, are you and Yaoyao the only ones living in such a big house?" Yin Tao leaned against the kitchen door and asked Cheng Fei.
Cheng Fei paused his cutting. He turned to Yin Tao and replied, "It's mostly just the two of us. Sometimes, my friend will come back, but he will tell me in advance."
Yin Tao became more and more curious about the friend Cheng Fei mentioned. Her intuition told her that this person was definitely related to the black market.
