Yuan Yumeng was initially unsure, but now she was one hundred percent certain.
Even so, she still found it a bit unimaginable and couldn't reconcile the man in front of her, wearing a bathrobe, with damp strands of hair across his forehead, looking serious as he read documents, as being Ye Hao—
So she sent another message over, "Ye Hao, do you have a girlfriend?"
Hearing the notification, the man picked up the phone again, frowned slightly at the content, but this time didn't look at Yuan Yumeng. Instead, he replied, "I'm married."
Yuan Yumeng: "Ah! You're married already?"
Ye Hao: "Are you surprised? I've been married for a long time."
Yuan Yumeng: "Why didn't you mention it before?"
Ye Hao: "I prefer to keep my privacy."
Yuan Yumeng: "But I've told you all about my life! Doesn't that seem really unfair?"
Ye Hao: "So you want me to share some of my personal stuff with you?"
Yuan Yumeng: "Of course."
Ye Hao: "Alright, feel free to ask!"
