Lin Ping had already restrained her temper. She didn't explode even after being questioned by her own son. She smiled and asked Gu Wencheng, "What did she tell you? What did I say to her?"
Gu Wencheng didn't say anything. He looked even colder, as if he was looking at an enemy.
"Gu Wencheng, do you even think of me as your mother at all?" Lin Ping's expression finally changed.
Gu Wencheng sneered. "Ms. Lin, before you ask me this question, you should think about how I, your son, occupy in your heart."
Lin Ping was provoked by the way he'd addressed her as "Ms. Lin," and her face darkened. She never thought that her son would call her that one day. "Gu Wencheng!"
Gu Wencheng didn't expect to hear anything from Lin Ping. He turned a deaf ear to her anger. "Don't touch the people around me. I'm not a teenager anymore." After he finished speaking, he strode away without looking at Lin Ping.
