By six o'clock, it was completely dark outside. The mother and daughter worked together to prepare a dinner that wasn't exactly lavish but was filled with a cozy, warm atmosphere.
As for Ye Fei, no matter where he went, he was always treated like a king.
There was no way around it— the women in his life, no matter how they acted with others, were always gentle and considerate with him.
During dinner, Ye Fei suggested having some alcohol, and the mother and daughter agreed. If it had been any other man, they would have avoided alcohol like the plague.
But Ye Fei was different. One of them had watched him grow up and already thought of him as her son. The other had a secret crush on him and naturally didn't feel the need to guard herself around him.
