She felt as though she wouldn't be able to rest easy until she held her grandson in her arms. Furthermore, the fortune-teller had already made such a statement, so this added to her uneasiness.
Mo Yixuan frown grew deeper but he couldn't find a way to handle his mother who was always entertaining all sorts of ideas, so he closed his eyes. Annoyance flashed past his eyes and this feeling remained for quite some time.
He patted his mother's shoulders and said in a low voice, "Alright, mother… don't fret about such matters. Listen to the doctor's orders and do your rehabilitation exercises."
Then, he turned to return to his large bedroom.
These days, he would return home immediately after he knocked off work. He had never really played around and thus didn't have any recreational hobbies, neither was he interested in doing so.
Thus, the moment he knocked off work, he would either read some books or reports or go to sleep.
