Xiao Yifei saw Zhou Meifeng's father struggling to get up and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
"Mom, the boss I was talking about is him, Xiao Yifei. I work at his place, and the clothes were bought by him," Zhou Meifeng said to her mother.
The old grandmother turned her head drastically and looked at Xiao Yifei with caution upon hearing Zhou Meifeng's words.
"He does look decent, but you tell me, what do you intend to do by buying such clothes for my daughter!"
Although the old grandmother had been scolding Zhou Meifeng, she was very worried about her at this moment, "Fengfeng, you tell me, this man hasn't laid a finger on you, has he? Don't be fooled by his good looks!"
"Auntie, where did your mind go? The clothes were from a sale at the mall. I noticed Zhou Meifeng didn't have any decent clothes, so I bought them for her. I hadn't even looked at them closely when I brought them back," Xiao Yifei touched his nose awkwardly and had no choice but to lie.