Chapter 177 : Retribution Comes Late but Arrives

• When Madam Zhan returned that night, it was already late at night.
• The lights in the living room were still on, and her own son was sitting on the sofa. His usually cold face was unexpectedly filled with joy, and the corners of his mouth, which had always been downturned, had not fallen once. He looked like a cat that had stolen some fish.
• She couldn't help but be speechless for a moment and lazily asked, "Why are you so happy? Were you with Jinxi today?"