This matter had really blown up a little. Moreover, the older the ginger, the spicier it was. If the game wasn't done well, the old man would expose it. Then he would lose more than he gained.
"Zeyu, mom knows that you've always had your own opinions when doing things and don't need mom's help at all. However, mom still wants to tell you that no matter what difficulties you encounter, as long as you need mom's help, just let me know."
Ma Shan looked at her son's confident expression and couldn't help but speak.
"Mom, don't worry."
It was another word of comfort, mixed with a little impatience.
Ma Shan had wanted to say something, but in the end, she only opened her mouth and did not say a word. Then, he turned around and left.
At most, if anything happened, she could just come out and take care of it.
In any case, the Zheng family could only belong to her son in the end!