Yang Bingqing trembled in happiness with a dam gushing out of her eyes.
"Oh my God...My Mingshen is interested in a woman...For the first time...I thought you were either celibate or gay."
Mingshen's gaze darkened. "Rest assured. I am straight. And neither do I want to be celibate."
"It didn't look like the way you were always cooped up in your lab!" Her chest heaved up and down angrily. "Can you really blame me!?"
Jia seemed to come to a decision and was about to talk to Yang Bingqing when a guard came rushing to her. "Madam!"
Yang Bingqing frowned. "What do you have to say at such an important time? I am having a very important discussion with my future daughter-in-law."
Jia coughed hard.
Why is she so serious!?
The guard anxiously said, "I am sorry, Madam. But this is urgent. Master Yang seemed to have hurt himself."
Yang Bingqing widened her eyes. "What!? Cheng is hurt? Where? How?"
"He tripped and hurt his ankle."
