!?
Lin Shen's pupils contracted slightly, and his heart skipped a beat.
Zheng Yanfei?
'The little girl is Lin Ping's niece?'
'In other words, she's Zheng Yanfei's paternal aunt?'
'No, that's not right. Lin Ping's surname is Lin. If she were Zheng Yanfei's paternal aunt, they should have the same surname.'
'Maybe "niece" is just a general term...'
Lin Shen drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, a sudden interest piqued.
"What's her relationship to you?"
"I'm her maternal aunt."
Lin Ping was a little surprised that Lin Shen was interested in this.
"Could it be that you know her, President Lin?"
"I don't."
Lin Shen lied without hesitation.
After all, he had "overdrawn" his lover's relationship with the little girl.
'If Lin Ping found out about this... Tsk, tsk!'
An idea stirred in Lin Shen's mind, and he suddenly felt a strange sense of excitement and thrill.
