"Did you walk into the wrong private room?" Seeing that the other party was a pretty woman, and his playful conversation with Yang Qingyin was interrupted, Luo Ziling was a bit upset, but he still politely stood up to ask her.
"I didn't walk into the wrong one," the beautiful woman stared at Luo Ziling without blinking an eye, "I was dining here too and saw you both, so I came over to check it out."
"Uh, do you know us?" Luo Ziling asked the pretty woman in surprise and then glanced at Yang Qingyin beside him.
Yang Qingyin had already lost her earlier joviality and instead had a flushed face, looking both annoyed and ashamed.
After taking a serious look at the beautiful woman, Luo Ziling kind of understood.
"You know... Qingyin? You are..." he whispered to the beautiful woman.
"She's my mom," Yang Qingyin murmured and then stood up too.
"Ah?! Your mom?" Luo Ziling was taken aback but immediately accepted what Yang Qingyin had said.