Song Yue covered her face and turned her head to one side, remaining silent for a long time.
It was uncertain whether she was feeling regret or resentment.
Envy appeared in Ye Ranran's eyes; from Song Yue, she saw a light unique to mothers, the power of a mother.
She thought her words were sincere, she didn't know that Song Ze was going to have surgery today.
Put in the same position, if it were her son or daughter being pushed to the operating table by a person she didn't understand, she would also collapse.
"The surgery was very successful," Ye Ranran suddenly spoke up at a time when the atmosphere in the room was a bit eerie, "But as for the final outcome, the doctor said we won't know until after tonight."
"I know you are annoyed with me," she continued, "but I don't regret it. If it's successful, he will become the Song Family's Ah Ze; if it fails, then just consider you never had this son. Think of it as me owing you a life."