As Madam Gong spoke, her voice choked. "Ever since that time, you haven't come home to see me. Are you only coming home when I die?"
"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?" Gong Zeli frowned.
"I'm not talking nonsense." Madam Gong choked. "Every time I ask you to come home, you find an excuse to say that you don't have time to come back. I know you're still angry with me, you must still blame me.
"What do you want Mom to do to make you forgive me?
"Do you want me to apologize to Qiao Mianmian personally?
"If this is the only way you'll forgive Mom, then Mom will apologize to her. But no matter what, don't ignore Mom like this."
Gong Zeli kept quiet.
"Zeli…" Madam Gong started crying again. "Mom really misses you. Can you come home?"
Gong Zeli pursed his lips. After a while, he said, "I'll be back soon."
He hung up.
