Inside the private room, the mother and daughter were whispering to each other.
"We're about done with dinner. When you're driving him home later, you two should have a good chat. But don't talk about work—talk about something useful."
"Oh, Mom..." Qiu Yunong said, a little embarrassed.
"I know what you mean, but I get the feeling he and that woman are already a couple. It wouldn't be right for me to get in the middle of it. And that teacher from your school—her relationship with him probably isn't simple either."
"How could that be? When we were talking yesterday, didn't you tell me that woman works at a car dealership?"
Zhou Hejuan said calmly, "Their financial situations are completely mismatched. What rich kid would have a girlfriend like that?"
"You mean he's just playing around?"
"Of course. That includes the teacher from my school, too. That's why you have a huge opportunity, but it all depends on how you fight for it."
