Wu Jingfang opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
She looked at her son in front of her. How long had it been since they last met? He seemed unbelievably unfamiliar to her now.
Beneath his handsome brows lay a layer of indifferent coldness, and the aura surrounding him gave her the illusion of standing in the depths of winter.
Wu Jingfang felt an ache in her heart.
Was her son serious about not wanting to acknowledge her as his mother?
Perhaps, more than that, if she continued to disagree with him being with Bai Xiaoxiao, then Luo Haofeng might keep her under house arrest like this.
Not giving her any chance to contact the outside world.
Luo Haofeng allowed Wu Jingfang to look at him, his indifferent brows showing no change in expression.
"Ah Feng, what if I never agree..."
Wu Jingfang asked, trembling.
She wanted to know just how heartless her son could be.
