"Xiao Mo, you always tell Mom, how are you really doing in Modu?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was Mom's caring and familiar voice.
A few days ago, Chu Mo had video-called his mom and told her that everything was fine. At the end of last month, after his "Chu Mo Short Stories Collection" was distributed nationwide, he sent two million to his family, telling his parents it was his royalty fee. He also mentioned to his family that he was doing well in Modu, having made lots of friends and even receiving appreciation from some leaders, planning to make a good development there.
The reason why Chu Mo said this was actually to cushion his parents for the news, planning to gradually reveal to his parents that he had indeed made a fortune.
Chu Mo held his phone, looking back at the busy scene in the hall, worried that the noise of the maids might be heard by Mom on the phone, so he walked towards the swimming pool ahead.
