"Mom! You're still up?"
"I can't sleep without talking to you!"
Feng Fanghua directly pushed her in, then closed the door herself, and went to sit by her bed.
Qin Mu couldn't help but chuckle wryly, "If it's about Mu Yichen and me, then please, don't."
"Why shouldn't I? Do you both have to be so stubborn? Can't you consider us, the elders, a bit? Being separated like this, does it really put your mind at ease? Even if you're at ease, I'm certainly not; my heart aches for my son."
Qin Mu pursed her lips, standing by with her head down like a child with no retort, leaning against the wall quietly listening to her continue.
"Don't you feel any remorse for Yichen? You know he can't live without you."
"Mom! He can live without me!"
Qin Mu finally lifted her head and said something.
"If he could live without you, why did he stay with you here for more than ten years?"
Feng Fanghua couldn't help but glance at her.
