She was very worried, "Where are you now? How are you doing? Mom tells you, don't do anything foolish."
Ji Jingfeng asked hatefully, "Can't you imagine how I'm doing?"
Yang Yufang knew Ji Jingfeng's situation must be very bad right now.
After all, she raised him by hand. Even without a blood connection, they've long had a mother-son bond. Her heart couldn't bear it, and she said tenderly, "Mom will think of a way to help you get some money."
"Money?" Ji Jingfeng snorted coldly, "I've fallen to such a point now, what's the use of money?"
He lost patience and forcefully asked Yang Yufang, "Did you observe Ji Chicheng's movements like I told you to?"
These days, he often called to ask her about the dynamics of the Ji Family, about Ji Chicheng's recent life with Ji Anning.
Yang Yufang knew what he wanted to do; she sighed helplessly, "Jingfeng, let it go. You don't have a single card left to play."
"Let it go?"
