Did He Mean His Biological Son or His Adopted Son?
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
The next morning, he got out of bed on time. He hadn't slept the entire bed so his eyes were both red and swollen, and also looked slightly bloodshot.
He went downstairs after he washed up and saw that his mother was already awake.
Li Qin had just finished eating a bowl of congee and was currently staring dumbly at the door. She didn't say anything, as though she was a wooden block.
Wu Xiaomin stood beside her, like a maid waiting for instructions.
She was exceptionally hard-working these days after her salary had doubled. She was now earning more than $3,000 a month, even more than what she could earn at an average white-collared job. She felt extremely elated each morning when she woke up, so she had decided that she would continue staying on at the Mo mansion in the future. Where else would she be able to earn such a high salary? She was even given 6 days off each month and could return to her hometown during the holidays.