The next day when Mrs. Qi arrived, Qi Mo didn't lock the door. He was sitting in the room when Mrs. Qi knocked and entered, seeing her son sitting at the desk with his back to her, she called out, "Qi Mo."
Even before Mrs. Qi reached the door, Qi Mo knew from the window that she was there. At this moment, he deliberately pretended to sit there. Hearing Mrs. Qi's voice, he said haughtily, "What are you here for?"
"I came to check on you."
Mrs. Qi walked over, and Qi Mo looked up.
The bruise on his lip from that day had faded a lot, and Qi Mo said indifferently, "I don't need you to check on me."
Mrs. Qi sat down on a chair, "You had promised earlier not to get into fights again. You shouldn't have done something so reckless this time."
"This is my issue, it's none of your business." Qi Mo spoke coldly and didn't even meet Mrs. Qi's eyes.
