Before leaving for the United Kingdom, Wang Ye called home. His mother answered.
"Mom, I probably won't be able to come home for the New Year this year. Things are really busy over here," Wang Ye said awkwardly.
It had been three years since he went abroad, and Wang Ye had only gone home for the New Year once. That really was hard to justify.
Especially since his parents still didn't know his true situation and only thought he was studying and doing business over here.
Sure enough, once she heard that, his mother was a little unhappy.
"Xiaoye, money can't be earned forever. No matter how big your business gets, can't you spare a few days a year to come home and see us?
"You know, your dad's been talking about it these past few days. He said you were coming back for the New Year and told me to prepare more good food.
"The old man was even planning to wait until you came back before visiting relatives. His son has made something of himself—of course he wants to show off a little..."
His mother rambled on over the phone. Wang Ye fell silent, filled with guilt.
That was right. His parents' wishes were actually very simple. They wanted their only son to succeed, to have a thriving career and a happy life.
But preferably not too successful, or else it would end up like this—two or three years without even having time to go home once...
The boundless glory he enjoyed outside came at no small cost.
That included being unable to go home and spend the New Year with his parents like an ordinary person.
Though his mother complained, she still understood and worried about her son. In the end, she said helplessly, "If you really