Half an hour later, Song Yanxia sat on the sofa, panting, and glared at her unfilial son.
Beside her, a broom lay on the floor, snapped in two. Of course, it wasn't Ye Ge who had broken it; Song Yanxia had smashed it against the wall in a fit of rage.
Song Yanxia felt completely undone. She was starting to question the very meaning of her life. She never would have imagined that her own son would turn into such a scoundrel. She and her late husband had been honest, law-abiding citizens. She had never asked for Ye Ge to have top grades; she only wanted him to be a steady, decent person who followed his conscience, stayed out of trouble, and lived a safe, healthy, and lawful life.
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