Zheng Yiyun doesn't want such regrets to appear between herself and Li Zhiyan.
"Alright, Aunt Zheng, but it might be a bit late."
"Xiao Yan, whenever you come, just message Auntie in advance."
"Okay, sure."
The two chatted for a while before ending this WeChat conversation...
Zheng Yiyun looked at the bright sunlight outside the window.
She remembered that she had already terminated the contract with the security team.
Since Pan Yunhu was imprisoned, and knowing it would take at least twenty years for him to get out.
Zheng Yiyun felt a wave of relief wash over her.
The things she worried about couldn't happen anymore.
Subconsciously, she had considered the possibility of her son being harmful to her.
But she believed that without Pan Yunhu's instigation, Pan Xiaodong wouldn't dare to do anything against her.
After all, her authority as his mother was still there.
At the same time, Zheng Yiyun had completely given up on Pan Xiaodong as her son.
