The large living room fell into a long silence. After a while, Ne-yo finally spoke: "I remember, otherwise why would I be here."
"I also thought you came here for your mother's revenge," Colt said, looking at his son's face full of pain. "But Ne-yo, it is clear that you have already forgotten why you came here."
"I have never forgotten." Mentioning his mother, Ne-yo's face turned cold, but thinking of the little woman who still cared about him in a life-and-death moment, his expression softened: "Father, but Xia Wanwan is innocent, she even saved me."
