Two days earlier, Rong Qiu had wanted to give Su Anyong nothing but an eye roll for what he had said.
Leaving status aside, just looking at age, was a woman her age suited to being that little brat's godmother?
His stepmother, perhaps. But that old rogue was all flirtatious talk at most.
Now, however, Rong Qiu suddenly felt that age might not matter so much after all.
So, once everything was over, she had not hurried back to Beiyuan Province, but instead made straight for Woodheart without stopping.
As for Su Ping, he blinked at the smiling woman in black before him.
For a long moment, he could not quite process it.
Fuck, had his dad actually not been bullshitting him?
Was there really someone behind that stepmother the old bastard had mentioned?
In truth, Su Ping had never believed a single word of what Su Anyong had said.
But now that a woman had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, Su Ping really was somewhat taken aback.
"Um, do you know my father?"
Rong Qiu nodded, smiling.
"Of course I do. And our relationship goes well beyond what you imagine~"
Completely different from how she had been at the legion, the woman winked at Su Ping with a knowing expression.
Su Ping fell silent.
Sure enough, those who touched vermilion turned red, and those who touched ink turned black.
How reliable could a woman who knew his dad possibly be?
He had to admit that, given the choice, Su Ping would naturally have liked to spend more time with a beautiful woman.
But being with a woman whose purpose was unknown and whose relationship with his dad was unclear actually made Su Ping miss Dong Muyun.
So he cut straight to the chase.
"Then is there something you need