"What are you doing here?" Zhou Yan frowned at Zhen Rong.
Zhen Rong completely ignored the disgust on Zhou Yan's face and went to the bed to hold her hand.
"Miss Gu, I was really too worried about my mother, that's why I came in offensively. I didn't disturb you, right?" Zhen Rong apologized first. His slightly red eyes were filled with fatigue, but now, he finally revealed a relaxed expression.
Zhou Yan retracted her hand calmly. She did not show any emotion when her son did not care about her. "Go look for your dad, why are you looking for me? I think you can't wait for me to die."
Zhen Rong smiled bitterly. He lowered his head in resignation and said softly, "Mom, I didn't mean that previously."
"Then what do you mean? Haven't you been protecting your good father? If you're following him, don't follow me. Let me tell you, I'm about to divorce him. You'd better quickly hug your good father's thigh."
