At home, Zhang Sujuan sat alone on her bed, staring at the so-called luxury clothes and bags spread across it.
She was silent for a long time.
She wasn't happy that the clothes were expensive.
She knew how much money her son had. It was impossible for him to afford something so pricey.
She was worried he might have gone down the wrong path.
After thinking it over and over, she decided to ask him about it. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to sleep a wink tonight.
Picking up her phone, Zhang Sujuan called her son.
After a few seconds, the call connected.
"Hello, Mom."
Zhang Sujuan asked with a smile, "I'm not bothering you at work, am I?"
"No."
"I received the clothes you mailed me."
Zhang Sujuan hesitated for a moment before asking, "How much did you spend this time?"
"A little over 1,000."
Over the phone, Xu Yun laughed. "What, do you want the rest of the money you transferred me last time back? I'm not giving it to you. I deserve a fee for my troubles."
