"Boss... woman, among these people, who is really the boss?" Zhang Mengchan asked softly.
He still wasn't sure if the person in front of him was indeed the boss lady, as it was only Yangyang who had unilaterally acknowledged it, so he hesitated slightly when addressing her.
Yangyang glanced at him: "You'd better call me that in full, otherwise others might think your boss is quite feminine."
With that, Yangyang looked at a shop assistant: "Hey, bring those two outfits for him to try on, find a suitable size for him."
In the mall of the Fifth District, Yangyang was taking a little boy shopping. This was something Qing Chen had asked her to do, to help get some clothes and a new phone for the little boy.
Just like any normal boy would receive from their parents.
Zhang Mengchan's old phone was long shattered and barely functional — he had no idea how it was still working.
