Madam Ning held her son's hands in hers and pleaded, "Son, talk to your mother, what is going on?"
Ying Ying wanted to tell her about his experience at the club last night but couldn't. Thinking about it makes his heart skip several beats. "Mom, I will be using my room in the mansion from now on." He hurriedly said as he looked at his mother.
Madam Ning was stunned. Her son had created a ruckus after he was told to not pack into his new villa that his older brother bought him.
Since the Villa was bought, he stopped coming to the Ning Mansion and his reason was that the female servants were too many and they looked pretty.
"Son, there are still pretty servant girls, do you not mind?" She asked.
"No, I don't mind, don't mind." He hurriedly said. Right now, he needed a place with a crowd. The more, the better. That attacker won't come here for fear of getting caught. He assured himself.
