Rong Yan did not expect his mother to say that. He smiled and his mood turned warm.
"Okay," he answered softly.
"Yan… " Mo Xiyan called his name unwillingly.
Jiang Peihua stared at her coldly and said, "Miss Mo, where's your pride and dignity? Aren't you overestimating yourself? Why are you so shameless now!?!"
…
Luxury Mansion.
As the convoy drove into the front yard, Jiang Peihua suddenly sighed and looked at her son with a look of struggle.
Sensing her gaze, Rong Yan turned around and raised his brows. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing." Jiang Peihua shook her head and got out of the car first. "Let's go have dinner with Anning."
"Young Master Rong, you're back… Madam!" Auntie Li exclaimed in shock when she saw Rong Yan and Jiang Peihua.
"Auntie Li, how have you been lately?" Jiang Peihua asked smilingly while walking towards the living room.
