Whatever Madam plans

While he massaged his temples and contemplated the ones he discovered while gaining more questions that needed answers, Matthew Xi snapped as his phone rang. 

Glancing at it, his ever persistent mother whose contact number was still left unregistered in his phone was what graced his eyes. She was the person who he least wanted to talk to at that moment.

Yet, Matthew Xi still sprawled his arm and reached for his phone nevertheless. Vivian Xi wouldn't stop unless he did answer her call, after all. 

Without a word, Matthew Xi pressed the green button that soon connected the call. 

"My son, my son, my son," As soon as the line connected, Vivian Xi repeated these words in amusement. 

Upon hearing his mother's tone and sensed the energy from the other end of the line, Matthew Xi furrowed his brows. Yet, he didn't say a word and waited for his mother's word puzzles