"Mom, keep it for yourself. I don't need it, son." Yao Xili did not reach out to take it.
For the past two days, his mother's attitude toward him had taken a complete turn. Though this sudden outpouring of maternal love caught him off guard, Yao Xili was happy and cherished it deeply.
Old Woman Yao stuffed the money into his pocket. "It's from Mom, so take it. Everything I have will be yours eventually."
Chapter 971