Ma Yongbo looked somewhat embarrassed.
He didn't know where to put his hands.
Luo Fei didn't ask much.
"Mr. Ma, I'm already very pleased that you can actively cooperate with our investigation. You don't need to feel overly burdened; we will handle your son's situation fairly and investigate thoroughly. But this doesn't necessarily mean he's a bad kid."
Luo Fei's words provided some comfort to Ma Yongbo.
But he was still worried and said.
"Officer, in fact, I haven't communicated with my son for a long time. There has always been an invisible barrier between us as father and son."
"Although I don't want to speak ill of anyone behind their back, I think it has something to do with his mother's education."
"I also don't want to see my child go astray, so why don't I give you Mingyang's mother's contact information? You can go ask her."
Ma Yongbo's intention was clear; he wanted to be concerned about his son but felt awkward speaking directly.
