As he finished speaking, he saw Su Zixi stop in front of a Bentley car. A middle-aged man who looked like a butler opened the door for her and respectfully said, "Young Mistress, please."
Yan Lingfeng's expression became somewhat stiff. He had of course noticed the car earlier, but he had not associated it with Su Zixi at all.
Moreover, Young Mistress...
He took a deep breath, "She... what's her background?"
Although he had been prodding Su Zixi for information just now, he hadn't really taken her seriously, thinking she was just an ordinary young girl, even assuming she was a junior employee from Yun Xuefei's studio, accompanying her to dinner.
Seeing the look of shock on Yan Lingfeng's face brought joy to Yun Xuefei's heart.
She said indifferently, "Her status is not something you're entitled to inquire about."
"..." Yan Lingfeng held back, "Could it be that she is the President's daughter?"
