Feng Tianyou looked at him, at that completely unconcerned expression, as if he was just playing along with a show.
In fact, Xiaobao wasn't that old either, so if he wanted to date a girlfriend, that was perfectly normal.
But Feng Tianyou kept feeling that there was something off about this whole thing.
As for what exactly felt off, he couldn't put it into words; after all, this way of doing things just wasn't like Xiaobao.
Lin Zishuang came out, glanced at the newspaper, and said, "This girl looks okay, seems a bit too made-up and seductive, though."
To be honest, if Xiaobao really was getting himself a celebrity girlfriend like this, she would be worried, not knowing whether the other party truly
liked Xiaobao, or just liked Xiaobao's status.
"Auntie, I'm going upstairs."
Feng Yihang went back to his room. Huanhuan still wasn't coming home for dinner; was she avoiding him?
If that was really the case, he could simply not come back—she didn't need to hide from him.
