"Is this how your family taught you to talk to your elders? I've told you long ago that someone from a family like yours is not worthy of my son. You won't last long."

Su Ying felt funny and speechless. This woman was really weird. She really respected her enough. Since the other party didn't want it, she didn't bother to save face anymore.

"This is a matter between him and me, and has nothing to do with you. You, who have never cared about him and even gave up on him, have no right to care about anything about him. Besides, I don't think there's any need for us to meet."

Seeing Su Ying was about to leave again, Xue Lan seemed to remember the real purpose of her visit to Su Ying, and quickly stopped her in front of Su Ying.

"Wait a minute, I came to you this time to tell you something."

Ignoring the impatience on Su Ying's face, she said in a deep voice.

"Something happened to my nephew. Ask Gu Jinghong to get his cousin out quickly. He must have endured so much hardship in a detention center. His cousin has been spoiled by his family since he was a child and can't stand that kind of hardship."

Su Ying's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she stared at Xue Lan.

"Why?"

Xue Lan was stunned for a moment. She never expected Su Ying to speak to her in such a tone.

"You...what did you say?"

Su Ying approached her and said "䦤" again, word by word.

"Why? Your nephew was spoiled growing up, and he couldn't stand the hardship of the detention center. Do you know how much Gu Jinghong has endured to get to where he is today? Do you know how many minor injuries and serious injuries he has suffered? Have you ever thought about him even once?"

Su Ying's approaching questioning made Xue Lan's heart beat wildly. Her eyes dodged unconsciously and she subconsciously took two steps back.

"You... I'm his mother, how could I not care about him? Isn't he fine now? He's his cousin, what's wrong with him helping him as his brother?"

Su Ying sneered.

She looked at Xue Lan with a look full of mockery.

"You care about him? Then where were you when he was rotting in his bed in Jiangcheng, waiting to die? You were in Beijing, being Mrs. Gu, and you were busy caring about your nephew, right? Also, let me tell you, your nephew is a scumbag, going to jail is too easy for him, he should be shot directly. Listen to me clearly, don't bother us again, and don't think about hurting Gu Jinghong again. If you dare to go to him again, don't blame me for going to your unit to find you, so that all your colleagues can see what kind of face you, Mrs. Gu, are."

Su Ying stood up, straightened her clothes, and walked straight into the outpatient building.

This time Xue Lan did not move forward. She stood there, her face pale, her lips trembling, and she muttered.

"No, he's my son. How could I not care about him? You're trying to sow discord. You're not a good person."

She tried hard to curse Su Ying, as if only by cursing Su Ying could she convince herself that she was a good mother and that she cared about Gu Jinghong.

But at this moment, Su Ying's words were echoing in her mind, and she couldn't stop. She said that he was rotting in bed in Jiangcheng, waiting to die.

In fact, didn't Xue Lanlan and the Gu family know all this? Of course they knew what would happen to a paralyzed person who couldn't take care of himself. How could they not know? It was just that they didn't want to think deeply about it and deliberately ignored it.

She swayed a little, turned around, and stumbled out.

Su Ying returned to her office, still feeling heavy in her chest. How could there be such a mother and such a family in this world? She preferred her nephew to her son. What was she thinking?

Su Jianshe is a piece of shit. Now she feels that the Gu family is not much better. So, from now on, Gu Jinghong’s family will only be her and her mother. He can have a grandmother. As for the others, they can just stay away.