Jiang Che's expression turned strange, but he did not ask any further questions.
He gathered his thoughts, found his mom Qin Mengxuan's number in his contacts, and casually pressed the call button.
After three rings, the call connected.
"Hello, Xiao Che."
Qin Mengxuan's somewhat languid voice came through the receiver.
"Oh? Did the sun rise in the west today?"
"You heartless little brat, what made you suddenly think of calling your mom?"
"Aren't you usually buried in a bed of roses, busy keeping your sweet little wives company?"
Hearing his mom's merciless teasing, Jiang Che smiled sheepishly.
With skin thicker than a city wall, he naturally did not feel embarrassed and immediately launched into a syrupy attempt to make amends.
"How could that be? Listen to yourself!"
"Even if your son forgot everyone else in the world, I'd never dare forget my beautiful mother."
A disdainful snort came from the other end of the call.
"Stop, stop, stop. Cut it out already!"
Qin Mengxuan directly interrupted his hollow sugar-coated flattery.
"Do you think your mom doesn't know what kind of person you are deep down?"
"You never show kindness without a reason. Just say it—what do you need this time?"
"Are you short on spending money again? Or have you taken a liking to another corporation and want your mom to step in and take it down for you?"
Jiang Che rolled his eyes at that.
"Neither. What kind of person do you take your son for?"
"I'm calling to let you know in advance that I'm planning to head to the Imperial Capital tomorrow or the day after to visit Grandpa."
"So tonight, I'm thinking of taking Xixi back to Cloud Top Manor first and having a simple family dinner with you and dad."
Hearing that her son was