"Ah Feng, are you okay?" Zou Mei looked at Tang Feng, her eyes filled with pride. This man shone wherever he went, yet he remained so low-key.
"Aunt Mei, don't look at me like that, I can't handle it." Tang Feng was frustrated—this woman was truly seductive.
"I missed you." Zou Mei completely ignored her daughter beside her, who, in fact, hadn't heard a thing, as the girl was listening to music through her headphones.
Little did she know that her mom and Tang Feng were having an affair. She wouldn't know what to do, having always thought that Tang Feng liked her.
Tang Feng, however, was oblivious to all this. When there's food, eat it—that was the wisdom from his past life. In the past, he stupidly rejected beauties who threw themselves at him, but these days, he couldn't afford to be that foolish anymore. If there's food, eat it; if there are flowers, pick them—it's only natural.
