Wang Lei had a headache again. He slowly lit a cigarette. He still underestimated the strength of Lin family!
At this time, a figure walked out of the room. Li Rong wanted to go to the bathroom. When she passed the living room, she saw a person smoking in the living room. The red cigarette butt looked a little deserted in the dark night. Although it was dark, she could still clearly identify her son, Wang Lei, from the slightly scattered moonlight, smoking with a lonely expression.
Seeing Wang Lei's distressed expression, Li Rong felt distressed. What made her son so distressed? She really wanted to share with her son... She slowly walked to Wang Lei, stretched out her white hand, gently pulled the cigarette out of Wang Lei's hand, and then crushed it and put it aside. Wang Lei did not move. He knew it was his mother from the moment she enter the room.
Li Rong gently held Wang Lei's head in her arms and said softly, "Xiao Lei, tell mom if anything happens, okay?"