Jiang Shaoqing was reluctantly listening to his mom nagging, "Mom, I hardly ever come back home, can you give my ears a break? I'm already pestered by everyone at the company, which is enough of a headache. Coming home to this doesn't help. If it's going to be like this, next time I might not come home."
Shen Ye was so frustrated.
"Look at you, can't I, your mother, even speak to you? You flare up the moment I say something."
If her son doesn't get married, she can't have a moment of peace.
Jiang Shaoqing was furious, "Mom, I'm genuinely dealing with some troublesome issues at the company, can you let it go, please?" He frowned and rubbed his eyes; his mother was really driving him to death.
Such pressure to get married is unmatched.
"Shaoqing! What happened at the company recently?"
Shen Ye wasn't unreasonable; when her son really faced issues, she felt uneasy too.
