Lu Mian didn't understand and glared back at him, "What's the use of talking to Xiao Qimo? You are the real big boss."
Ye Jinwen's footsteps came to an abrupt halt. Yes, he was the real big boss, a puppet big boss, a big boss who only took the blame. Could there be anyone more miserable than him?
Meanwhile, Xiao Qimo quickly returned home. The butler had called him, saying that his mother was not doing well, so he drove straight back.
However, upon his return, he found that the house was as harmonious as ever, without any tense atmosphere. Some of the servants even looked at him with a hint of mockery.
Xiao Qimo then realized that he had been duped. Grinding his teeth, he found his mother, Qi Zhen.
Qi Zhen was indeed half-reclining on the bed.
Xiao Huazun was taking care of her by her side.
When Xiao Qimo returned, Qi Zhen hung her head in a pitiable manner, and Xiao Huazun immediately came over to comfort her, "Alright, alright, wife, calm down. Everything will be okay."
