"None of them! Just stop guessing."
Zhen Yan, feeling tired and unloved, said, "Once I'm done with my busy work, I'll naturally call you and take you to the internet cafe for the handover!"
Mrs. Zhen: "Well,"
Zhen Yan didn't want to listen to his mother anymore!
So he quickly interrupted, "Then don't call me anymore and stop texting me too!"
But before he could hang up, Mrs. Zhen quickly said, "Let's not talk about the internet cafe for now, I can wait a few days! Just tell me, what exactly is your sister's illness?! Which hospital is she in? I'll come by in the afternoon,"
"No need!" Zhen Yan rejected almost instantly!
And he quickly repeated, "No need, and there's no point! You should just stay home and take care of your son!"
"What kind of crazy talk is this! Aren't you also my son?! And your sister! No matter what, the two of you were born by me! Crawling out from my belly! She's sick now, can't I go see her?!"
