After berating Zhang Muxue, Zhang's mother shifted her gaze onto Yang Yifeng, "Yang Yifeng, your aunt is a businesswoman who prefers to speak frankly. The question I just asked was my first; now, I'll ask you again, what do you do for a living?"
Uh...
Upon hearing this, Yang Yifeng was momentarily stunned, then he laughed bitterly to himself.
"Aunt, I am a driver for the boss of a company in Donghai City." Although Yifeng really wanted to concoct a different identity, he thought about the nature of Zhang's mother—If he gave an unreliable answer, she might just go and investigate. That would put Yifeng in an awkward position.
Upon hearing Yifeng's words, Zhang's mother's face was immediately covered with dark lines.
A driver? Just a driver?
Even if you are driving for a boss, you are still just a driver!
At that moment, Da Wei and Aunt Chen, who were sitting next to Zhang's mother, both sneered.