Before going to the United Kingdom, Wang Ye made a phone call home; it was his mother who answered.
"Hello, Mom, I might not be able to come back for the New Year this time; business is really busy over here," Wang Ye said with difficulty.
Since going abroad, three years had passed, and Wang Ye only made it home for the New Year once, which was indeed a bit hard to justify.
Especially since his father and mother still didn't know his actual situation here; they thought he was just studying and doing business.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, his mother was somewhat displeased.
"Xiaoye, money is endless, but even if your business is so big, can't you spare a few days to come home once a year?
Do you know? Your dad has been talking about you coming home for the New Year, asking me to prepare some extra delicious food and such.
The old man was even planning to wait for you to come home before visiting relatives. Having a successful son, he certainly wants to brag a bit..."
