The creases between Zhao Youlin's eyebrows gradually smoothed out. Even the anger on her face also subsided. She looked at Mu Tingfeng with a teasing smile, "Are you sure you want me to answer… your question?"
Looking at Zhao Youlin's mocking gaze, he felt that something was wrong. Yet, he still nodded his head.
The corners of Zhao Youlin's lips gradually curled upward. She took the initiative to lean closer to Mu Tingfeng. "When your parents left, I suddenly recalled something interesting."
"Something interesting?"
"That's right. Something interesting." Zhao Youlin grinned like a Cheshire cat. The ever-calm President Mu felt a chill creeping down his spine.
"That day, my mother and I came to visit you. I suppose you still remember it, right?"
Mu Tingfeng was stunned for a while before he nodded hesitantly.
