Shen Ye and Zhuo Lin watched Jiang Shaoqing laughing uncontrollably, but neither of them could figure out what was wrong with him.
Shen Ye's thought was: "I've exposed my son's schemes—he's probably trying to smooth things over now."
At least this darn boy knows he's in the wrong.
Zhuo Lin's thought was: "Could Jiang Shaoqing be laughing so hard because he's infuriated by my stupidity?"
Exactly! Who behaves like her—talking for so long only to make the misunderstanding even worse?
"Why are you still laughing?"
Shen Ye was furious.
Enough is enough.
Jiang Shaoqing finally stopped smiling. "Mom, you've misunderstood me!"
This statement finally caused Zhuo Lin's eyes to flash with realization. Good grief.
Jiang Shaoqing is a good man; she's been misunderstanding him all along.
If only he would explain himself, Shen Ye should surely believe him.
This way, she no longer has to worry about digging herself deeper into the hole.
