Ren Feng chuckled, "Qingquan, what do you need help with? Just tell me."
"Well, it's like this. Didn't you meet my mom last time? Since then, she's been mentioning that she'd like you to come over again," Yu Qingquan said, her face turning red without her realizing it.
"This kind of help?" Ren Feng was a bit speechless. He still remembered vividly Yu Qingquan's mom, Yan Xue Mei, and her machine gun-like barrage of questions.
How old are you? Do you have a house? A car? Have you been married?
The pressure from those questions coming one after another was a first.
"I can't avoid it anymore, and this time, my dad will be there too," Yu Qingquan said in a small voice.
"Alright then, I'll come over."
After hanging up the phone, Ren Feng went straight out, headed to Fenghai District, and met up with Yu Qingquan, who was waiting there.
"Long time no see." Ren Feng suddenly appeared behind Yu Qingquan, giving her a start.
