Wa Zicong glanced at the two of them, his expression inscrutable, and then suddenly pulled open the door and walked out.
Naturally, his mother's voice followed, nagging and complaining, "Really, he was never like this before, he must have been led astray by someone."
Wa Zicong was furious, truly furious. He was angry that his mother was so obsessed with money that she didn't even trust her own son. As for his money, she could spend it however she wanted, but how could she distrust his capabilities like this.
Speaking of which, what investment had his mother gotten into?
Wa Zicong narrowed his eyes.
Sitting in the living room, his mother and Lin Yishan were having a long talk. Apart from his marriage, his mother was genuinely nervous about her investment.
After all, it was money.
Hearing her son angrily accuse her of rash investing, his mother's heart fluttered, and she asked Lin Yishan again, "Shanshan, do you think this is really reliable?"
