Ye Xunhuan's curiosity about his mother, Qin Fenghuang, had not diminished; on the contrary, it had only grown stronger. Yet, up until now, Ye Xunhuan had learned nothing useful.
He asked Qiu Shuihan and Xiahou Yutong, but neither of them said anything, and there was no information from White Rose either.
Asked Qin Rumeng, but if Qin Rumeng didn't know, she might investigate more extremely.
So Ye Xunhuan went to the Qin family to inquire about Qin Pojun.
Qin Pojun was Qin Fenghuang's father, and no one knows a daughter better than her father. Qin Pojun should know something, right?
Qin Pojun pondered for a moment, then scanned Ye Xunhuan back and forth with his eyes, "What kind of person do you think your mother is?"
Qin Pojun showed little surprise, as if he had already guessed.
