"All I need is a 'yes' or 'no.' I want an answer."
As he spoke, Qin Chu's expression became frighteningly cold.
"Chu, we did it for your own good. It's all in the past anyway. Just…" Qin Chu shot up to his feet before Mrs. Qin even had the chance to finish.
"I knew it."
He had already gotten the answer he needed from his mother's tone. Having expected this all along, Qin Chu got up. Without another word, he walked upstairs to his room on the second floor.
"Chu, eat before you head upstairs to rest," Mrs. Qin called out to her son's retreating figure, concerned for his well-being.
However, instead of a reply, all she got was a chilling view of her son's back.
"Yumin… Chu… he… could he still be hung up on that damn girl? It's been so long, and now he's finally home. Oh, I hope nothing else goes wrong. What do you think?" Mrs. Qin was left somewhat shaken by her son's attitude.
