Lu Heting trudged back to his car.
He sat in the driver's seat with his eyes closed for a long time before he finally calmed down.
The sudden sound of his phone ringing interrupted his train of thought.
He picked up the phone and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom."
In a fancy restaurant, the elegant Mrs. Lu looked at her son's long face, and asked worriedly, "What happened?"
"Nothing." Lu Heting lowered his head and cut the steak carefully, but his movements were sometimes interrupted by his stagnant thoughts.
He was completely absent-minded.
His mother smiled and said, "That's good. I know you only care about the company and the kid. By the way, one of my friends' daughters is a nice girl. She just came back from abroad. She is well-educated and reasonable. She is a good person. You should meet her. Even if not for yourself, then at least for the child. The kid needs a mother."
