Huang's mom was even more puzzled. In the past, Yang Wei had always been so polite and honest in front of her. Especially in the past two years, as her son rose in status, she enjoyed certain privileges, and Yang Wei received many benefits, treating her family like deities. But today, he remained silent, his face grim.
Huang's mom, used to giving orders, saw Yang Wei like this and said unhappily, "Yang Wei, what's wrong with you?"
Just as the traffic light turned red, Yang Wei stepped on the gas and rushed through.
Huang's mom was startled, "Yang Wei, what are you doing?"
"Shut up!"
Huang's mom widened her eyes in disbelief. Just as she was about to say something, Yang Wei suddenly turned around and glared at her fiercely. Seeing the menacing look in his eyes, she dared not speak, but felt an instinctive unease.
She immediately grabbed her phone to call her husband, but Yang Wei reached out and snatched it away. "Don't make calls."
"Why?"
"I told you not to, and you won't."
