Su Li's mood was terrible. She had been in a daze all day, her mind filled with images of Tuanzi being bullied by a few boys, her heart aching as if pierced by a knife.
No matter what she did, she couldn't muster any energy.
Su Li felt awful, knowing that her son might be suffering right now, yet she was powerless.
Su Li suddenly remembered that Feng Huaijin was returning to Jiang City today and had asked her to pick him up.
A sudden surge of resentment rose in Su Li's heart.
Clearly, Tuanzi was their child, so why was she the only one worrying and fretting?
Cursing silently in her heart, Su Li's phone suddenly vibrated violently. Feng Huaijin had sent a WeChat message: "I'm about to board the plane. Remember to pick me up on time."
Su Li gave a dry laugh. She was in no mood at all now.
Let Feng Huaijin walk back on his own!
All of Su Li's resentment was vented on Feng Huaijin.
