C199 What Is a Conscience

Xiao Jingyi heard light footsteps coming to the door of the control room. He turned around and walked out, blocking a well-maintained middle-aged woman.

Xiao Jingyi looked at his mother who had never smiled at him. He curled his lips and a cold smile hung on his handsome face. He kept a distance of two steps from her. "What do you want from me?"

Cheng Shuyu had a delicate mixed-blood face