Right Values
Editor: Atlas Studios
Du Juan looked at her son, who was already a head taller than her. After some consideration, she picked up her phone and found the video from before, and handed it to her son.
Cui Chuancheng looked at his mother in confusion, then looked down at the video. The video was not long and was quickly finished. Coupled with the comments of the netizens and the explanation of the person who posted the video, he understood everything.
"Hehe." Cui Chuancheng suddenly laughed.
"Son, what are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at the Cui family for being ridiculous." Cui Chuancheng put down his phone and held Du Juan's hand. "Mom, that's their business. You're divorced from my father now, so it has nothing to do with you. As for me… I can support myself, so what's there to worry about? Besides, even if I really can't, don't I still have Grandpa and Grandma? They won't let me starve to death. As for the Cui Corporation… let nature take its course."