Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

Although he was an adult now and had already been working for so many years, Feng Qiyue had never once brought him coffee.

There was definitely something fishy about him coming in here bearing gifts. 

"Oh you, I just came in. Did you hear me say anything?" Feng Qiyue's gentle smile froze.

He hurried over and placed the coffee in front of Feng Sheng. "Can't your dad bring you coffee? You don't know what's good for you."

"I'm just worried that you've poisoned this." Feng Sheng was still cold even when mocking his own father. 

He picked up the mug after saying that and took a sip. 

It was rare for Feng Qiyue to check up on him when he was busy with work, so he would finish the coffee even if there really was poison in it.

After watching Feng Sheng drinking the coffee, Feng Qiyue sat down across from him.

There was no point beating around the bush when it comes to talking with his son, so Feng Qiyue said straightforwardly, "I'm asking you. You're already 26. You're going to be 27 after your birthday in a few months. Don't you want a girlfriend?"

Feng Sheng put down the coffee mug slowly and looked at Feng Qiyue from across the desk.

"No." Feng Sheng's cold voice sounded calmy in the quiet study.

"Son, be honest with me." Feng Qiyue leaned his body forward and looked at Feng Sheng seriously. "Do you have any problems either physically or emotionally?" 

Physical problems like erectile dysfunction.

Emotionally, if Feng Sheng liked men, then as his father he would accept it for the happiness of his son.

"..." Feng Sheng's eyes twitched. He felt like a murder of crows just flew above his head. 

He knew there were some rumors about his personal life in the upper class society, but he was too lazy to care.

However, he did not think that Feng Qiyue would actually give in to these rumors.

"Dad, I am healthy. Both physically and emotionally," Feng Sheng explained helplessly.

He was only a neat freak who did not like to date around. Was it necessary to doubt his sexual orientation and sexual function?

If this went on, only Luo Yangyang could prove him otherwise.

"Then you…" After getting a definite answer, Feng Qiyue relaxed. Following his victory, he tried to ask more questions. 

"Dad!" Feng Sheng interrupted Feng Qiyue, not giving him a chance to ask more. "If you keep on asking, I'll bring a minor back."

Women were too troublesome. He never thought about being in a relationship before.

Now that he had Luo Yangyang to satisfy his needs, he did not want to even think about that question. 

"A minor?" Feng Qiyue's face turned pale. "Don't do anything stupid, kid. Even if you're fine with it, I'm not!"

He was wondering why Feng Sheng was so against dating. Was it because he had a weird fetish? Did he like young girls?

"Stop persuading me, then," Feng Sheng said seriously, "If not, I'll drag the Feng family's name through the mud."

Relationships should come naturally. He just did not want to be urged to get married. 

If Feng Sheng knew that Feng Qiyue had defined him with this kind of fetish after their conversation, perhaps he would use another excuse to shut him up.

The father and son started talking about other things. Unable to defeat Feng Sheng's stubbornness, Feng Qiyue left the room disappointed. 

When Feng Sheng came out of the study after finishing his work, he bumped into Luo Yangyang who was coming downstairs. 

Luo Yangyang looked relaxed when she was in the corridor, but she got startled by the door opening so suddenly when she passed by the study. 

When she saw that it was Feng Sheng, Luo Yangyang turned her head to look in front of her. She was pretending as if she had not seen him and hurried away.

"Stop!" Feng Sheng was annoyed with Luo Yangyang when he saw her running away after seeing him.

It seemed like she did not want to see him.

"..." Luo Yangyang was only two steps ahead of him. She stopped dead in her tracks, but she did not turn around nor speak.