"Hmm..."
Thinking of her son returning for the New Year, Han Xueying suddenly felt a surge of displeasure in her heart.
Her son had truly and thoroughly disappointed her.
Nevertheless, Han Xueying still very much hoped her son could mend his ways.
If that were the case, she would still forgive her son.
After all, Yin Fengxiang was the child Han Xueying had raised from a young age, so it was normal for her to have deep feelings for him.
But she also knew,
If Yin Fengxiang remained the same as before,
with no consideration for her in his heart,
even if she held her son dear, she would be thoroughly disappointed in him—after all, humans have limited tolerance.
"Yin Deli hasn't been harassing you during this time, has he?"
Li Zhiyan asked.
"No, he seems to have disappeared lately, and his mother hasn't come to curse in the street either."