The Geng Family.
It was quite late.
The bathroom door suddenly opened. Geng Yuehua emerged, wearing neither a bathrobe nor pajamas, but a freshly changed business suit. "Taking the child with you? Where are you going?" It had been a long time since they had met, yet Secretary Yuehua still carried herself with the same imposing presence. Though her face was still stern, the rosy complexion of her skin showed that she was probably in good health. Otherwise, she would not have looked so radiant.
Lin Pingping coughed. "Sis, it's nothing."
"What were you talking about, then?" Geng Yuehua looked at them.
Dong Xuebin rose with a smile. "Secretary Yuehua."
Geng Yuehua seemed to notice him only then and said stiffly, "Why are you here?"
Mother Geng could not help shooting her daughter a glare. "How can you talk like that? Little Dong came to see you about something, and he also came to visit us old folks." She knew her daughter had always had that temper and spoke rather bluntly. It was not as though she truly did not welcome him, which was why she smoothed things over. Of course, in the past, Mother Geng would never have bothered to do so. Back then, Dong Xuebin had merely been a small-time Street Office Director, far below Geng Yuehua in rank and one of her subordinates. Whatever her daughter said was only natural. Leaders had their privileges, after all. But things were different now. Dong Xuebin, who had been a minor director at the Guangming Street Office just a few years ago, was about to take up a post as Municipal Party Secretary. Even if a County-level City's Municipal Party Secretary was only deputy department level, he still outranked Geng Yuehua. They certainly could not treat him as a subordinate