Wang Che knew that voice, but he did not turn to the speaker immediately. He needed to compose himself before he betrayed his true feelings. If he did, he might not get the outcome he wanted from the Wang family.
The person behind him was his mother.
Unfortunately, he did not have a lot of fond memories of Madam Wang. He could not remember when she had ever used a vulnerable voice to talk to him. He had to respect the feelings she put into calling him.
Che… She had never called him so fondly, even when he was a child. She would casually call him the Second One when talking about him and by his full name to his face. And every time she talked to him, there was always a flicker of irritation towards him.
Wang Che never understood the barely veiled dislike towards him. He did not know what could have possibly led his mother to treat him so distantly in comparison to his brothers. But he never had a chance to ask.
