Of course, he wasn't angry with Ren Li but with Ren Ying. How much shame had Ren Ying brought upon his face? How could he ever forget that? Over the years, the matter had remained a thorn in his throat.
All this time had passed, and he no longer even wished to step outside because of the fuss his daughter had caused, making him lose all face.
"Son, let's go."
Ren Li's grip on her son's hand tightened as she spoke a harsh truth that was nonetheless reasonable.
If this place doesn't welcome a master, there will be another that will.
If the Ren Family didn't welcome them, mother and son, then it was fine not to return. After all, she had lived on her own for ten years without once feeling desperate for life, and as for Chengcheng, he'd grown up without grandparents and still managed to grow so tall. Plus, there were plenty of people who adored her son; they didn't lack for affection from the Ren Family.
