"Just ask me if you want to know anything." Nangong Jue strode in from outside.

“Son.” He Rong said, getting up and rushing over to hug Nangong Jue.

"Stop." Nangong Jue looked at He Rong with disgust. "Go back and dress properly before you come out again."

“What’s wrong with my figure?” He Rong looked down at herself. “I haven’t shown anything I should have shown. Besides, don’t you think that at my age, my figure is…”

"One last time, come out dressed properly, or get out!" Nangong Jue's face darkened, and his entire aura changed.

"I..." He Rong suddenly shuddered, then hurriedly turned and ran to the bedroom, changed into a conservative set of home clothes, and came out again. "Is this okay?"

"Let's eat," Nangong Jue gestured. "After you finish eating, I'll take you to the airport."

"I'm not going back." Upon hearing this, He Rong hurriedly took two steps back. "A-Jue, if you make me go back, I'll kill myself."

Nangong Jue scoffed, "Death? Fine, how do you want to die? Hanging, cutting your wrists, or taking pills? I can prepare the tools for you. Of course, there's a swimming pool behind Zeyu Garden, you can also drown there..."

"Oh dear..." Upon hearing this, He Rong burst into tears. "I have a son, but he doesn't care about me. Why is my life so miserable..."

Nangong Jue couldn't help but rub his forehead; it really did give him a headache.

Uncle Bai was also helpless, because this lady was simply impossible to reason with.

"Men, throw this man out!" Nangong Jue suddenly shouted.

Several people came in immediately.

"Ah Jue, I'm your mother, you can't treat me like this..."

However, those people simply listened to Nangong Jue and immediately grabbed the person from both sides.

"Ah Jue, you can't do this! I'm your mother! What are you going to do? Do you even care about your reputation? You..."

"Hehe." Nangong Jue chuckled. "He Rong, do you have some misunderstanding about me?"

"I……"

“I’m an illegitimate child. I’ve been called ‘illegitimate child,’ ‘slut,’ ‘worse than pigs and dogs’ since I was a child. Do you think someone like me would care about my reputation?” Nangong Jue’s expression was very calm, and there was no change at all. But if someone were to take a closer look, they would notice that his hands, hanging at his sides, were clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible.

He Rong's face immediately turned pale, and her eyes even reddened, whether out of guilt or not, it was hard to tell.

"You can leave. As long as you don't cause trouble, I won't abandon you, but..."

"Ah Jue, I was wrong." He Rong pushed away the people holding her and rushed to Nangong Jue's side, hugging him tightly. "I promise I'll never cause trouble again, really. I'll do whatever you ask. Don't let me go, I'm scared..."

Nangong Jue's eyes were slightly red. In the past, what he longed for most was for his mother to hug him like this. However, from the time he could remember until now, he had been hugged by his mother far too few times. And each time, it was only because He Rong had to do something, and he could be used as a bargaining chip.

But now, he no longer needs it.

"Ah Jue, believe me, give me a chance!" He Rong cried, tears streaming down her face, completely losing her composure.