Between the two scenarios, Mo Youyou leans more towards the latter.

Because things like this have been happening all the time in this family lately.

Each time, it pushed Mo Youyou to the brink of collapse.

Then she exploded.

There were too many pent-up emotions, and this time, turning a blind eye became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Liu Dekai, what exactly do you want? Ah—" Mo Youyou screamed. She didn't bother to check on her son's condition and strode up to Liu Dekai. Staring at him face to face, her eyes were red and her voice was shrill. She asked again, "What exactly do you want? Tell me! Explain everything to me today. If you don't explain, neither of us will eat or do anything!"

Faced with Mo Youyou's sudden hysteria, Liu Dekai merely frowned slightly.

He couldn't be bothered to argue with a madman.

"I don't want to do anything, isn't it time to eat?" His voice was unusually calm, which contrasted sharply with Mo Youyou's madness, making her seem even more like a lunatic.

He knew perfectly well what Mo Youyou was asking, but he pretended not to understand, avoiding the truth and deliberately using a different answer to drive Mo Youyou even crazier.

"Eat?" Mo Youyou laughed in exasperation.

She suddenly felt that all of this was absurd, that Liu Dekai was just pretending to be ignorant. She couldn't stand this feeling, couldn't stand the omnipresent indifference, even coldness, of Liu Dekai beneath the seemingly calm and normal surface.

Mo Youyou couldn't stand this kind of life anymore, and she was going to tear it all apart today.

"Okay, let's eat, let's eat..." Mo Youyou murmured, turned around and walked to the dining table, then flipped the table over. "I'll let you eat!"

With the sound of plates crashing to the ground, Zhang Cuihua and Liu Shengrui both screamed in fright.

Looking at the mess, Liu Dekai merely forced a sarcastic smile, showing no intention of confronting the situation.

"Then I won't eat it." He didn't seem to care and turned to go back to his bedroom.

Just like his behavior these past few days, he doesn't want to face contradictions and conflicts.

"Stop right there!" Mo Youyou shouted, and grabbed Liu Dekai's arm, not giving him a chance to hide in the bedroom.

She's already flipped the table; if she just lets Liu Dekai walk away like this, what kind of logic is that?

"Oh dear, Youyou, you can just talk things out, why, why are you flipping the table?!" Zhang Cuihua slapped her thigh in anger. What a waste of all this food!

Besides, no one in the family has eaten yet. What are you trying to do, ask her to prepare another meal?

"Shut up!" Mo Youyou turned her head. Her target today wasn't Zhang Cuihua. "This is none of your business. Pick up Xiao Rui and get out of the way. Don't get in the way of me talking to Liu Dekai!"

Zhang Cuihua: "..."

She's just old, not stupid. Of course she could sense Liu Dekai's "strange" behavior at home lately. She was also unhappy and felt sorry for her neglected grandson.

If Mo Youyou can persuade people to change their minds, that would be a good thing.

"Youyou, talk it out, please don't hit me!" With that, Zhang Cuihua picked up Liu Shengrui and hid in her room. "Little Rui, Grandma will play with your toys."

"Liu Dekai, don't even think about running away today. Tell me clearly, what do you want? What exactly do you want?" Mo Youyou stepped forward and grabbed Liu Dekai's collar.

She looked at him with a stubborn gaze, demanding an answer.

"What to say? What's there to say?" Liu Dekai seemed to find it very funny.

Mo Youyou's madness was laughable in his eyes.

Didn't he try to communicate with her?

But every time, Mo Youyou chose to pretend to be asleep or dead, desperately denying his words and refusing to face reality. So what's the difference between Mo Youyou who pretended to be asleep in the past and him who is now burying his head in the sand to escape?

Liu Dekai pulled Mo Youyou's arm away, loosened his collar, and said nonchalantly, "If you want to talk about Liu Shengrui, I have nothing to say."

"He's your son!" Mo Youyou screamed. She couldn't understand why Liu Dekai would ignore his own son like this, since it wasn't her who had cheated on him. "Liu Dekai, Liu Shengrui is your biological son, not someone I had with someone else. He's so young, and he fell right in front of you, and you just ignored him. How cold and hard is your heart?"

"Just how much do you hate me, how much do you hate him?"

"We are all your closest family members, why are you treating us like this?!"

Mo Youyou roared, letting out all the anger, resentment, and grievances that had accumulated over the past few days.

"So what?" Liu Dekai asked indifferently.

No matter how crazy Mo Youyou was, it seemed to have no effect on him. It was like a stagnant pool; even if a huge rock were thrown in, it wouldn't make a ripple.

“I’m cold-hearted and hard-hearted, yes, that’s how I am. Why don’t you go ask your good son what he was thinking when he kicked my arm, and what he was thinking when he pushed Mo Jiaqing down the stairs?”

"You can't stand this? Mo Youyou, our good days are yet to come. Your son will give you many more unexpected surprises."

"It's because you refuse to admit that he's a superhero, a piece of trash, a monster who will kill our whole family!"

Even when he said these words, Liu Dekai's expression was not one of fear, but rather of hollow despair.

The fact that Liu Shengrui pushed Mo Jiaqing down the stairs completely crushed him, making him lose all illusions about Liu Shengrui. Not to mention the boy's "brilliant" lie and his "brilliant" excuse after being exposed, all of which made him feel a deep sense of despair.

"You, you..." Mo Youyou was trembling with anger. "How could you say such a thing? How could you say it? Xiao Rui is your own son!"

“I can’t afford to have a son like that, I dare not have one.” Liu Dekai remained unmoved.

"So what do you want? To die? For our whole family to die? Would that satisfy you?" Mo Youyou asked. She was no longer manic, but gradually calmed down, yet this calmness was even more chilling.

“I’m not going to die. I’ve just come to terms with it. If you want to love him, then continue to love him. I just want to see him live or die on his own, as if I don’t know him. If he doesn’t affect my life, I can still go on living, just like I have now,” Liu Dekai said, even shrugging his shoulders with ease.

When asked about his recent period of ignoring the world, he seemed quite satisfied, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Mo Youyou looked at his smile with despair. This was the most relaxed, genuine, and carefree expression she had seen Liu Dekai in all this time.