Mu Hanchen raised an eyebrow at the accusations coming from his own mother, showing his speechlessness.
After hanging up the phone, he went about his business as usual, attending meetings and discussing collaborations, hardly taking the matter to heart.
Three days later, the contract was signed. Mu Hanchen delegated the remaining matters to a vice president who accompanied him, and took an early flight back to his country.
No sooner had he landed than his mother's call followed, "Come to me as soon as you get off the plane."
Mu Hanchen felt somewhat helpless. He himself hadn't made a fuss about the divorce, so why was his mother relentless about it?
Forget it, even if he didn't go to her, it would be more troublesome if she came looking for him.
Weary, Mu Hanchen dragged himself to see Shen Wenshan.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw her sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, her gaze stern.
