I've always known that Gong Ruzhi is a thick-skinned person, and Gong Jiaming admits he's quite thick-skinned too.
But hearing what Gong Ruzhi just said, he was really stunned.
Even up until getting on the plane, Gong Jiaming was in a daze, and of course, he didn't hug and cry with Miao Cuihua.
Miao Cuihua watched her son say goodbye in such a daze, turning around to go through customs, and she became all sorts of angry.
"What's the point of having a son?"
"Knowing he would do this, if he hadn't come back, I wouldn't even have gone to the United States, and he didn't even cry."
Ever since she sent her daughter on the plane last time and ran out of two handkerchiefs, today Miao Cuihua specially prepared more handkerchiefs.
Unexpectedly, not a single one was used, leaving Miao Cuihua furious enough to cough up blood.
"They say having a son is just for getting angry. I didn't believe it before, but now I have no choice but to believe."
