Mrs. Zheng's eyes lit up noticeably, "Hello, how old are you? Do you have a boyfriend yet?"
Duan Fei: "..."
Zheng Kun hurriedly pulled his mother, "Mom, don't be so impolite."
Mrs. Zheng: "...I was just curious."
Her son was already twenty-eight this year, fairly successful in his career, but he had never had a girlfriend. As a mother, she naturally became anxious too soon, and couldn't help but take an interest whenever she saw a pretty young lady.
Zheng Kun apologized, "Sorry, my mom tends to speak quite directly..."
"No problem." Jiang Yaoyao smiled, "Auntie, I hope everything went well with your checkup today?"
"It was okay, nothing serious."
"That's good."
During their chat, the waiter came to serve the dishes, one after another, quickly filling up the table.
Zheng Kun said, "Then we won't disturb your meal, we'll go to the next table."
Jiang Yaoyao said, "Okay."
The mother and son sat down at the next table.