Lu Jincheng, hearing his mother lecture him as she did when he was a child, suddenly lost his patience, his brows and eyes turning frosty.
"You want me to apologize just because you say so? I was there to talk business today, not to chit-chat, and you're telling me not to dine with women from now on? What if it's necessary for business? Can Ji Zimo handle that? If you don't know, then don't interfere. Besides, I've already grown up, there are many things that are not your concern."
After Lu Jincheng finished speaking, he stormed off. He hadn't gone far when he heard his mother's furious shout behind him.
"You think you've grown wings, daring to talk back to your mother like this! Wait until your father comes back, I'll make sure he disciplines you severely!"
Lu Jincheng didn't even pause his steps, continuing to walk away directly.
Only his mother and Ji Zimo remained at the doorstep.
Ji Zimo approached his mother with a pitiful expression.