At that moment, Xiao Ruofeng received a call and went down to fetch the food.
The office was suddenly left with only Zhao Gushen, Ye Fei, and Ye Xiaomo.
Zhao Gushen lowered his gaze to look at Ye Xiaomo.
When Xiao Ruofeng didn't mention it, he didn't think about it.
But now recalling Xiao Ruofeng's words, Zhao Gushen raised an eyebrow and asked, "Let me ask an impertinent question, this child's father..."
"He's dead," Ye Fei immediately said.
Zhao Gushen: "..."
Just based on how quickly Ye Fei answered, Zhao Gushen wondered if she had prepared that answer years ago.
"A terminal illness, an incurable disease," Ye Fei said with certainty, "He died before Xiao Mo was born."
Zhao Gushen: "..."
"Have you ever told anyone about this?" Would anyone believe it?
"No one has ever asked me," Ye Fei slightly smirked, clearly annoyed at Zhao Gushen's prying.
What's the point of asking about the child's father?
Zhao Gushen: "..."
