"Why are you here?"
Moron furrowed his brow slightly, seeming displeased.
"Am I still your mom?" Qin Xianglian asked.
Moron replied, "Mom, of course, you're still my mom. There's no way I'd ever disown you."
"Then open the door." Qin Xianglian said.
Moron took out his keys and opened the door. Qin Xianglian placed the bag she was holding on the table; inside were dishes Moron liked.
"You haven't been home for a long time. Mom has been busy too and hasn't cooked for you in ages. Here are your favorite dishes, hurry and eat."
"Mom, I'm not hungry." Moron said.
Qin Xianglian said, "Xiao Lang, do you really need me to beg you?"
"Mom..."
Moron sighed, "What kind of words are those? I'll eat, alright."
Moron opened the lunch boxes one by one and sat down to start eating. Qin Xianglian stood next to him, arms crossed, saddened by how thin Moron had become. She remembered how chubby and cute he was before.
"Is the contract all right?"
