Zhao Qin suddenly realized that her son was already twenty-eight years old and, being handsome and wealthy, probably had a long line of women wanting to be involved with him.
She asked cautiously, "Hong Sheng, is your girlfriend Zhou Fei?"
He showed no ripple of emotion, "Zhou Fei is just my subordinate."
Not Zhou Fei, huh...
Zhao Qin had never expected that her son would find a girlfriend on his own, much less one to stealthily share a bed with.
Feeling slightly disappointed it wasn't Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei came from a decent background, but if there were better options, it was worth considering others.
She glanced at Yun Yuwan, who was still there, covering her mouth while coughing.
Her heart felt an inexplicable frustration.
Hong Sheng had spent the night with his girlfriend, and this silly kid, living under the same roof as Hong Sheng, still had no clue about his girlfriend.
