Ji Fei was utterly dumbfounded by the dramatic scene unfolding before her.

What on earth is going on?

Was Qin Xiaoyu’s boyfriend’s mother yelling at Qin Jing, accusing him of seducing her son?

Wait a minute… How many sons does she have?
No, that can’t be it. Isn’t Qin Jing’s partner supposed to be a woman?
Surely he wasn’t secretly cross-dressing and catfishing online, right?

Suppressing her curiosity, Ji Fei hurried forward to intervene. After all, Qin Jing wasn’t the type to be rough with women. Although his face was livid with anger, he clearly didn’t know how to handle the hysterical older woman flailing in front of him.

“Ma’am, you’ve got the wrong person!” Qin Jing said through gritted teeth. “I’m not... whatever you think I am. If you mean your son, Wen Bai, I barely know him! Also, I’m not gay!”

But Wen Bai’s mother was already fuming, her face flushed red with anger. She seemed on the verge of slapping him, and Qin Jing, unwilling to escalate, tilted his head to take the hit. Thankfully, the slap never landed.