Cheng Yurong wiped her tears while speaking, her pitiful demeanor could easily evoke a man's protective instincts.
Unfortunately, Ye Qingzhou wasn't buying it, merely gazing coldly at Cheng Yurong's performance.
After wiping her tears for quite a while without getting a reaction from her son, Cheng Yurong's expression turned stiff: "Qingzhou..."
"No need to act."
Ye Qingzhou unceremoniously exposed her thoughts: "Back then, you could abandon my father Ye Xiangyang, why can't you abandon Gu Changqing now? People like you always love themselves the most. The only reason you came to find me is because you see I've made something of myself, and you want to come back and enjoy life."
Cheng Yurong looked surprised and showed a look of disbelief.
She thought that as long as she was willing to come back, say a few soft words, she could use the bond of mother and son to acknowledge this son whom she hadn't seen for years, and continue her carefree life as a lady of leisure.
