The contempt and disdain in that statement rendered Jiao Ziqing speechless.
How can that woman deign to make demands of me? Who does she think she is? What does she think she is?
Jiao Ziqing was infuriated. Just as she was about to say more, Yu Lili hung up the phone.
Jiao Ziqing was so furious she stomped her foot. In her lifetime, this was the only woman who had ever dared to scold her to her face. But, at least her son had been found.
In a flurry, Jiao Ziqing called her husband. All the time she was cursing Yu Lili a thousand times over inwardly.
Unexpectedly, Ou Huojin didn't have much of a reaction. "I got it. I've already sent someone to bring him back. Don't worry. Go to bed."
Jiao Ziqing started to panic and cried out, "How can I fall asleep when my son isn't back yet?"
"It's fine. I asked Lao Wen to go," Ou Huojin said. "You trust Lao Wen, don't you?"