"Minister Zhan, have you figured out where to 'make the cut'?" As soon as Luo Ye's words were out, Zhan Hao, who had been calmly observing, obviously couldn't hold back anymore and coughed forcefully several times, "Auntie, exactly where do you 'make the cut'?"
Zhan Yuying's expression didn't change much, she continued to stare at Luo Ye, "Still studying, no need to rush."
Luo Ye shifted in her seat, it was really uncomfortable being scrutinized so blatantly without being able to look away.
"Strange why I called you here?"
Luo Ye let out a sigh of relief and straightened up: "Yes!"
"I knew your mother." Luo Ye glanced at her in surprise, and Zhan Yuying simply smiled, "But I haven't seen her in over twenty years. You look very much like your mother, I didn't expect your personalities to be totally polar opposites."
Luo Ye tentatively asked, "Was the commander a friend of my mother?"
