Zhang Ye picked up the dishes to wash.
“Little Ye, your dad and I will be turning in already.” Mom yawned, “Huu, I still have to battle to fight tomorrow. It’s really not easy having a festive holiday get together.”
His dad also stretched himself and went to the bathroom for a shower.
Then Zhang Ye suddenly remembered. Turning his head, “Dad, Mum, wait a while. I have something to discuss with you both in a bit.”
Dad asked curiously, “What’s the matter?”
“If you have anything to say, spit it out. I’m tired.” Mom said curling her lips.
Zhang Ye continued washing the dishes and said, “Earlier on the plane, I met someone called Wu Zeqing. She said she was…..”
Before he could finish, his mother and father interrupted him.
“Wu Zeqing? The one from Peking University?” Mom said stunned.
Dad obviously knew who she was, “That Vice President of Peking University?”
Zhang Ye blinked, “You know?”