Trading the Son for the Mother

"Shou'er…"

"Leave me…ALONE!" Barely had Wen Xinzhui opened her mouth that Zi Shou snapped, sending a blast of martial pressure to crash into his mother.

"What? What! I don't have enough problems? You need to put more on my plate? Fuck! I have to redeem myself! Have to please master! But how? How?! If only I had something—ha yes! You!" In a bout of delirium, Zi Shou twirled on himself before grabbing Wen Xinzhui, now staring at his mother with a pair of wide, glowing eyes.

"Shou'er…what are you talking about? What master? The mysterious expert that helped prove your innocence? I don't understand!" Shocked by her son's erratic behavior, Wen Xinzhui tried to make sense of the situation. But Zi Shou ignored her, studying his mother's curves.