Huo Zhendong glanced at Fu Jingyu, who was serving Ye Fanxing some food. It was obvious he was trying to coax her, but Ye Fanxing's attitude seemed somewhat indifferent.
It looked like yesterday's issue hadn't been cleared up yet?
Huo Zhendong couldn't help but sigh inwardly—these two... really were a concern!
Madam Huo said, "If you nod your head, I'll call someone to our house for you to have a look later. Jingyu is here anyway; he could give you some advice. If you don't like it, then forget it. What do you say?"
She was quite persistent.
Huo Zhendong wasn't focused on this and felt somewhat beleaguered, "You make the call on these matters."
After all, even if he didn't agree, his mother would keep bringing it up.
Madam Huo laughed, taking it as consent, and happily said, "Then I'll arrange it later."
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