Song Yiyi turned around and saw Song Lingyu standing at the doorway, looking at her with surprise in her eyes.
"Yiyi, who was that man just now?" Song Lingyu took big strides to stand in front of Song Yiyi and asked with concern.
Song Yiyi was still upset about Song Lingyu hitting her, so she pursed her lips and walked inside.
"Yiyi, your mother is asking you a question."
Song Lingyu quickly caught up.
Song Yiyi returned to the villa, flopped onto the sofa, and grabbed a fruit to munch on without a care.
"Yiyi." Song Lingyu called out again.
"He's a senior at our school."
Song Yiyi spoke up in reply.
"What does his family do?" Song Lingyu was most interested in this, but thinking about that nice car, the family background must be remarkable.
"I don't know, apparently even better than Zhao Xueer's family."
