Although wealthy, Zuo Aiai dared not take the two elders to a fancy restaurant, fearing too many slip-ups, given her mother's keen nature, she might notice something.
So she took them to a well-regarded, moderately-priced seafood hot pot restaurant.
Once in the private room, Mother Zuo put down her bag and went to the restroom.
Father Zuo looked at Zuo Aiai, hesitated for a moment, and began, "Ai Zi, did you make any friends here?"
Hearing her father's words, Zuo Aiai felt a sudden thump in her heart, vaguely sensing something was amiss.
Feeling uneasy, she asked, "Huh? Dad, why are you asking?"
"Just tell me honestly, yes or no."
Zuo Aiai bit her lip, not answering.
Father Zuo sighed softly, "That car outside in our S country, such brands are generally used by officials; how could a fallen businessman afford it? And the way that driver spoke to you seemed unusually respectful, not like how a once-successful businessman would behave."
Zuo Aiai: "..."
