The Si family's power struggle became more and more intense as the Spring Festival approached.
When it was almost lunchtime, Zheng Wen appeared in Si Cheng's office with chicken soup. "Son, I made chicken soup for you. You haven't been back to the old residence for a long time."
Si Cheng pressed the space between his eyebrows. "There are many things to do in the company. It's more convenient to stay in the city."
When Zheng Wen saw Si Cheng's tired look, she quickly poured out a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to him. "Come, drink some soup to nourish yourself first."
Si Cheng took the chicken soup and took a sip. He paused for a moment before looking up and asking, "Mom, did you make this yourself?"
