Mo Yuhan, on that side, was so angry he showed signs of a hypertension relapse. Finally, by noon the next day, Mo Siyu drove back home, leisurely walked in, and just as he entered, a glass flew toward him.
Mo Siyu dodged to the side: "Old man, is this how you welcome me? I've been working hard all night to give you all a little grandson for the Mo Family, haven't even had a bite to eat. What's good to eat at home today?"
Mo Yuhan was nearly infuriated to death by him, Liao Zixin helped calm him down, then turned and blamed her son: "You know your dad is in poor health, yet you still provoke him like this?"
"Mom, I've always thought you're the one who supports and loves me the most." Facing his mother, he immediately changed his approach, "I've tried. I've been separated from her for a year. If I could forget her, I would've done so by now, but I can't..."
Liao Zixin was stunned by his words, thinking, perhaps her son really is intent on staying with one person?
