Such trash, do you think you're worthy to play with me?
"Mom."
"Hmm, son, let's head home first."
Although the issue with Zhou Yunfei had ended, Li Jinfeng couldn't find it in her to be happy.
Now whenever she saw Zhou Yunfei, she would recall kneeling before Li Zhiyan for him.
Every time she remembered it, the feeling of humiliation followed her like a shadow.
When they got home to the villa, Zhou Yunfei lay on the sofa and waved for the maid to bring the luxurious cut fruit.
"Home is still the most comfortable."
"Yes, take a good rest at home, and in the afternoon, go to school."
Zhou Yunfei was still a university student.
Although Li Jinfeng spoiled her son, subconsciously, she saw education as a paramount matter.
Just like how Zhou Rongrong often reminded Li Zhiyan to pay attention in class at school.
"Alright, I know, Mom."
Zhou Yunfei was a bit impatient, but he still cherished the time spent at university.
