Though it had only been a few days since they parted, those days felt longer than years to Liu Yiru, who doted on her son. She longed to have him by her side, to embrace him and ease the aching longing in her heart.
However, Liu Yiru was truly Liu Yiru—Ye Fei's biological mother and the matriarch of his harem. Her love for her son was not one of selfish possession, but rather a desire to see him lead a perfect life, free of regrets.
Otherwise, given Ye Fei's unparalleled love for her, if she had asked, he would undoubtedly have forsaken all others to be with his beloved mother.
But that would have condemned him to a lifetime of sorrow.
Thus, Liu Yiru resolutely suppressed her yearning and physical desire, and said with a smile, "Sure, if you can convince them, I'll agree. But do you really think coming over now would be a true family gathering?"
Though her mother's words were somewhat cryptic, Ye Fei instantly grasped her meaning.
