We Really Won't Meet

"Son."

Jiang Wantao looked at Jiang Huanyan, who was sitting blankly on the sofa, and felt very guilty.

"I know you're having a hard time. "Actually, if you really like Qin Siyao, you can just go with her without caring about your mom's feelings at all."

"Mom!"

Jiang Huanyan frowned as he glanced at his mother.

"I don't want to hear any more of that in the future. "No matter what, you are my mother. If I give you up for a woman, what difference is there between that and an animal?"

Jiang Wantao was moved by her son's words. She thought about how she had endured for her son these past few days without any regrets.

"Since the dust has settled, do you plan to continue meeting with Siyao, or …"

"She's married. Mom, I can only care about her like a friend and not interfere with her life. "Perhaps, I won't have the chance to turn back ever since the day Siyao and I divorced."