The old man's first wife came back, lived in a mansion, ate in a restaurant, and said she would give her son 10 million. The two men immediately drew a clear line with me: "From now on, we have different identities and different classes, so it is best not to have any contact." Unexpectedly, half a year later, my son would act like a spoiled child with me. "How can a mother hold a grudge against her son? Besides, I am only your mother, no one else." "Oh?" I wondered, "Where is your mother who gives you 10 million to take care of your happiness?"
