Instantly, Su Qianxun was so exasperated that she could not say anything at all.
All of this was Lu Yanzhi's fault! Not wanting to explain anything more to her family, she walked out to the lounge beside before calling Lu Yanzhi.
The phone had barely rung when it connected—however, there was no sound from the other end. Qian Xun tried her best to maintain her attitude. "Lu Yanzhi, what's the meaning of this?"
He chuckled out, but it was clearly cold. "To congratulate you."
Qian Xun nearly spat out blood. "Congratulate me? Your way of doing so is for your son to call me mummy?"
"Of course. What else did you think it was?" His voice was equally cold without any trace of fluctuations.
"Lu Yanzhi!"
"What are you trying to prove by calling my name consistently? That you've still got feelings for me? But you and I, we're a thing of the past." Lu Yanzhi even laughed out relaxedly when he said that.