The moist thing at the corner of her mouth was wiped away, and An Ning slept even more soundly, a smile appearing on her face.
Wen Rufeng, who hadn't received a response from her son for a long time, urged, "Did you hear what I said?"
"Hmm?" Okay, he really wasn't paying attention.
Wen Rufeng repeated, "I said... bring Ningning back home as soon as you can. I, as a mother-in-law, need to communicate with her and bond more."
Yu Jingchen, who didn't take it to heart, said, "Oh... As for that, it depends on Ningning's mood."
Wen Rufeng was stunned. What did that mean?
Was it that she still couldn't get a chance to atone?
Yu Jingchen didn't give his mother the chance to nag any further, saying directly, "An Ning is still sleeping. Don't wake her up, I won't talk anymore."
After finishing, he hung up the call.
On the other end, Wen Rufeng, infuriated, slammed down documents and pens. "Really, is this even my son?"