After hanging up the phone, Lu Mengyuan spoke triumphantly to Jiang Heting again.
Jiang Heting, meanwhile, stared blankly at his mother.
Is this the trump card you were talking about?
Mom, are you kidding me?
You didn't send in an old man, but your own son, didn't you?
"Son, what's wrong?"
"Aren't you happy?"
Seeing Jiang Heting's stunned expression, Lu Mengyuan thought that Jiang Heting was shocked by her trump card.
He immediately said with great pride.
I have no idea what Jiang Heting's inner thoughts are going through at this moment.
"Hehe, you really are my mom."
Jiang Heting's lips twitched, and he said with a look of grief and indignation.
"Hehe, you're my son."
"Of course a mother has to consider her son's needs."
"Second brother, just you wait."
“When the police catch your dad, we’ll go see what a pathetic state he looks in, and make that old bastard kneel down and apologize to me.”
However, Lu Mengyuan had no idea what Jiang Heting's expression meant at that moment.
She was still fantasizing about how she would torment Jiang Zhenye when she saw him.
Kneeling down to apologize is the most basic thing to do.
Moreover, it also depends on whether she's happy or not.
If she's unhappy, Lu Mengyuan shouldn't mind letting this old man spend some time in the detention center.
Jiang Heting, who was standing to the side, saw that the old lady was still fantasizing about how to deal with the old man.
I almost broke down on the spot!
I'm cracked!
Mom, you can't mess with me like this.
I don't know if the old man is alright after you make this call.
But something's definitely going on!
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