It felt as if something had struck the softest spot deep within my heart, and I couldn't close my eyes for a long time.

In the depths of their memories, their mother has always been synonymous with gentleness.

It is a warm harbor that gently embraces them when they are wronged, offering soft comfort and tender care.

How could someone possibly do something so horrific and outrageous?

It must be that brat who appeared out of nowhere, spouting nonsense and making up malicious stories, trying to destroy their originally happy and fulfilling family.

But the strange light screen in front of me was like a merciless projector, playing those unbearable past events frame by frame in the quiet air.

Every scene is so clear it's as if it just happened yesterday; the characters' expressions, movements, and even the subtlest glances are all vividly portrayed.

It stung their eyes. Those images were like sharp knives, gleaming coldly, piercing straight into their hearts, forcing them to believe.

The harsh reality weighed heavily on their hearts like a towering mountain.

The pressure was so intense that they could hardly breathe, and for a moment, they were completely unable to accept this earth-shattering truth.

Luo Shuyu stood there, his eyes vacant, his mind blank, as if all his thinking abilities had been taken away.

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, a flash of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.

He clenched his fists unconsciously, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the veins on his arms bulging slightly.

His thoughts surged like a tide, and he vaguely guessed the reason why his mother was doing this.

Back then, my eldest sister was truly outstanding, like a dazzling star shining brightly in the family's sky.

Overshadowed by her elder sister's brilliance, she and her younger sister were like two insignificant shadows, unable to attract their father's attention no matter how hard they tried or struggled.

If it weren't for my mother's meticulous planning and step-by-step strategy, my sister and I would probably still be unknown and forgotten in a corner of the family.

Was everything my mother did all for me and my sister?

The thought exploded in his mind, and he couldn't help but slowly look in the direction of his mother.

My gaze fell upon my mother's slightly frail figure, which now exuded endless vicissitudes, and my heart was filled with mixed emotions.

He and his sister were the beneficiaries of all this, enjoying the status and favor their mother had fought for for them, living a life of comfort and admiration.

But now that we know the truth behind it, it seems we have no right to blame our mother.

After all, everything Mother did was for them, so that they could gain a foothold in the family and have a place in it.

Luo Shuyu slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

But the turmoil in my heart was like a surging sea, one wave after another, which I could not calm down.

He really didn't want to delve any further into these complicated relationships and heavy truths. He felt dizzy and exhausted, as if all his energy had been drained in an instant.

He stood there quietly, like a silent statue, waiting for the child to continue.

It seems that only in this way can one temporarily escape the inner turmoil and struggle, and find a moment of peace.

Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's question, Feng Qingyun slightly raised her head, a subtle slyness flashing across her youthful face.

Those clear eyes were now filled with mockery.

She slightly raised her chin, a hint of disdain curving her lips, and spoke crisply.

The child's voice held a sharpness and clarity beyond its years: "That's because the current Wen Ruo isn't Luo Yuning's biological mother at all!"

Feng Qingyun's words were like a thunderclap, exploding loudly in the room.

In an instant, the entire room seemed to be under a strange silencing spell; all sounds were instantly sucked away, plunging into a deathly silence.

Everyone was struck dumb, their eyes wide with shock and disbelief, their mouths agape.

But it was as if blocked by an invisible force, and he couldn't make a sound. He was frozen in place, as if he had been immobilized.

It was as if I had heard the most absurd and bizarre story in the world, and my soul was shaken to pieces by this sudden truth.

The air seemed to freeze instantly, so quiet that you could clearly hear everyone's rapid and heavy breathing, which sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silence.

Wen Ruo stood there, her body suddenly stiffening, as if struck by lightning, her blood instantly freezing.

Her face turned deathly pale in an instant, devoid of any color, and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably, the chill in her fingertips quickly spreading throughout her body.

She instinctively squeezed her eyes shut, her mind going completely blank, with only one desperate thought echoing wildly: "It's over, everything is over..."

She had initially held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that even if the child knew some secrets, it was impossible for him to be so thorough.

He revealed his secrets, which he had kept hidden for many years, without reservation.