The stomach is the organ most responsive to emotions in the body. Lu Chenyuan got into the car, pressing his hand against his stomach, his hand on the steering wheel. The wrinkles between his eyebrows betrayed him; he wasn't feeling well.
The years of conflict between mother and son have always been present, but never like this. Lu Chenyuan could tell he wouldn't receive his mother's forgiveness. That deep helplessness left him at a loss.
Since he did this, he began to suspect that the relationship between mother and son would completely break, with little room for reconciliation.
Lu Jiahe is his mother's bottom line. Even if he was a demon beyond redemption, to her, he's still a lovable child, just a bit naughty.
Lu Mingxun went around in circles before knocking on Xu Qingli's door, full of concern, standing in her room worriedly.
