By the time it was evening, he finally returned home.
...
After getting home, Li Zhiyan went to his mom's side and gave her a hug.
"Son, dinner's ready."
Zhou Rongrong pinched Li Zhiyan's cheek.
"I'm starving, Mom. I want seafood."
"It's all ready."
She served up a variety of delicious dishes; Zhou Rongrong had always been willing to spend a lot of time cooking for Li Zhiyan.
As long as her son could eat well, her heart felt overwhelmingly happy.
"Mom, have there been any strange phone calls lately?"
"Yes, there were two this afternoon, but your mom didn't pick up."
"Mom thinks it might have been those two bastards calling."
Zhou Rongrong now directly referred to Li Shanhai and Lin Yichen as bastards.
This point made Li Zhiyan feel a real sense of security; these two people could never mend their relationship with Mom.
"Hmm, Mom, just like that, be careful wherever you are in the future."
