Of course he didn't, Ye Fei was well aware of that.
But this man unexpectedly uttered the term 'mistress'.
Was he even thinking about it?
Even thinking about it was unacceptable!
Even if it were hypothetical, Ye Fei found it unsettling to hear.
"No, absolutely not!" This was going to stir up a hornet's nest.
It wasn't Zhao Gushen stirring up Ye Fei's hornet's nest.
It was Ye Fei stirring up Zhao Gushen's.
Now Zhao Gushen didn't just hold her hand and press his arm against hers.
He wrapped both arms around Ye Fei tightly.
They were like two human chains.
"How could you think of me that way? Why would I look for a mistress!" Zhao Gushen was anxious, "No one is better than you! I can't look at anyone else but you!"
"If not, would I still be single at my age?" If he were that easy to settle down, would he have waited to meet Ye Fei and Xiao Mo?
At that time, even if Xiao Mo was his own son, he couldn't possibly have divorced, could he?
