That Ling Fei, she wouldn't even take an interest of five million, or maybe even more.
Either she really is a good person with a clear conscience, as perceived by Pei Qiu Yin, or... she has a deep and cunning scheme, aiming for something bigger.
That's why she isn't even interested in a few millions, just helping a child; that doesn't really prove anything.
An artist.
Especially an artist who was recently involved in a scandal.
No matter where she goes, she always remembers her status as an artist, fearful of being followed and secretly photographed by entertainment reporters, always ready to put on a show.
"Acting? Really?"
Pei Qiu Yin was stunned for a moment. She understood the implications of her husband's words and contemplatively recalled her previous encounter with Ling Fei.
"Alright, go to sleep. Don't worry about it anymore. If your son really likes her, he knows what to do."
Song Zi Jian observed as she began to agonize over it again.
He couldn't help but laugh.