n couldn't use any of it. No, it should be said that all the connections she had built over half her life were worthless to her son.Hit a bit of a setback. Spent most of my life working hard, buildin...Shu Tinglan didn't know why he had to listen to these strange memories under the streetlights in the residential area. Moreover, judging from his expression, it wasn't a good memory either. 。"On the third day, you finally answered the phone, yelling at me, probably thinking I was being a nuisance, driving you crazy..." He scoffed, still remembering Shu Tinglan's furious voice that time. She vented all her disgust for him in her voice. Even many years later, he would still vividly remember the feeling of self-doubt stemming from being genuinely disliked over the phone she immediately beamed and asked, "How do you want to celebrate""Have you eaten" he asked."None," she replied pitifully, "I've been at home all day and barely eaten anything but some fruit.""How abou...