"I……"

Song's mother choked for a moment, wanting to argue, but couldn't utter a word.

Song Mai sneered and continued, "I didn't want to get married, and I married the person I loved. You didn't want to either, and you came to my door many times to force me to divorce you in various ways. I still didn't want to. For that 500,000 yuan, you even went so far as to come to my door with that old man, trying to forcibly take us to get a divorce and then give me to that old man. Is this how you act as a mother? What right do you have to criticize me in public?"

Her voice was strong and resonant.

Under the gaze of countless people, he painstakingly revealed the scars in his heart, exposing the bloody truth to everyone.

The crowd, who had been criticizing Song Mai without understanding the situation, immediately changed their tune after hearing the details.

"My God, how can there still be mothers like this? What era are we living in? How can someone still sell their daughter!"

"How dare they even jump out and criticize their own daughter? They're shameless!"

"It's despairing just to think about it. Being sold by your own mother, how heartbreaking!"

...

Song's mother's original intention was to use public opinion to force Song Mai to agree, but she did not expect Song Mai to tell the truth directly, which made her look very bad.

She pointed at Song Mai, her hand trembling uncontrollably:

"You unfilial daughter! What do you know? I'm doing this all for your own good! Look at the kind of man you've chosen! What's his ability? Can he support you for the rest of your life? He's just a gigolo who needs you to support him. I will never agree to you marrying him! And how can this gigolo compare to Weiqiang! Let alone 500,000, he'd be lucky to come up with 50,000! What's wrong with me marrying you off to Weiqiang!"

Song's mother kept saying that she was doing it for Song Mai's own good, as if Song Mai really had no conscience.

Even Zheng Yao was egging them on.

“Song Mai, your aunt is your mother after all. She must be thinking about you in every way. How could she possibly harm you?”

The onlookers were momentarily confused, unsure of who was telling the truth, and exchanged bewildered glances.

Seeing this, Zheng Yao seized the opportunity to incite the crowd, saying, "Song Mai and I are from the same company. Her mother has come to see her more than once, all because of her secret marriage. She got married to a penniless, jobless, and incompetent man behind her parents' backs. How can parents not worry?"

Upon hearing this, everyone chimed in, "Then we can understand. In the end, it's because she did something wrong. What parent in the world could feel at ease having a man like that in their life?"

"It's better to divorce a man who only lives off a woman sooner rather than later, than to be abandoned one day."

"Exactly. If he can live off you, he can live off someone else. He might cheat on you any day."

“If she gets divorced at her age, she definitely won’t find anyone good. If, as her mother said, a divorced man is older than her but financially well-off, it’s not entirely unacceptable.”

As Song Mai listened to everyone's chatter, her gaze swept coldly across Zheng Yao's face, revealing a triumphant look in her eyes that suggested she had achieved her goal.

"You're doomed to lose."

Zheng Yao parted her red lips slightly and spoke silently.

The surrounding chatter grew louder and louder, as if no matter what Song Mai said, they already believed everything Song's mother said, and that whatever Song Mai said was just sophistry.

Song's mother rushed forward and grabbed Song Mai's hand: "Come on, come back with me!"

Song Mai tried to shake him off, but two men suddenly appeared from the crowd and grabbed her hands from both sides.

Song Mai recognized the two men at a glance as the thugs who had appeared at her doorstep with Liu Weiqiang last time.

It seems they really came prepared this time; everything was planned.

She struggled fiercely, trying to break free from the two thugs.

However, Zheng Yao spoke up:

“Song Mai, you should just go back with your aunt. She is your mother. She finally found you. Why are you only thinking about leaving her? She will be so sad if you do this.”

Then, Song's mother said earnestly, "Your two cousins ​​couldn't stand it anymore and insisted on coming with me to take you home today. Just be obedient, Mom won't hurt you. Can't we go home and have a good talk?"

At first, everyone thought it was a bit unreasonable that the two men who suddenly rushed out were like this, but after hearing what Song's mother and Zheng Yao said, and then hearing that the two men were Song Mai's cousins, they suddenly felt that it was normal.

Those who had initially intended to stop them also stopped, allowing them to take Song Mai away.

"Let go! This is illegal! This is kidnapping!"

Song Mai's face turned ashen. She thought she would be safe after moving, but she never expected them to be so bold as to plot such a thing to take her away in broad daylight.

When Song's mother saw that the difficult problem had finally been solved, she looked much more relaxed.

"Kidnapping? How is it kidnapping for me, a mother, to bring my daughter home?"

As she spoke, she waved to the two thugs.

"take away!"

Song Mai couldn't break free from the two people at all. She shouted for help to the people around her, but they believed her mother and no one came forward to help her.

Many people even spoke up for Song's mother, telling Song Mai to stop struggling and go back with her mother.

Song Mai's hands ached from being gripped so tightly. She looked at the faces of the people around her, her gaze finally settling on her mother's face.

She asked in despair, "Did you ever really consider me your daughter?"

Song's mother snorted coldly.

"Just because you're my daughter means you should listen to my arrangements!"

"Oh……"

Song Mai suddenly chuckled softly, and a tear rolled down her cheek.

Daughter?

Is it a daughter or a beast?

She could buy and sell them at will to make money.

Two thugs dragged her away, and just as Song Mai felt despair, a deep, pleasant male voice suddenly rang out:

"Who wants to take her away?"

The crowd turned to look at the source of the sound and saw a man in a beige trench coat standing at the very edge of the crowd. He had striking features, deep-set eyes, and an air of nobility and arrogance, but he seemed to emanate an aura of ice and snow. When his eyes saw the woman being held captive by two thugs, the warmth in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling coldness...

The crowd, who had been discussing the matter enthusiastically, immediately fell silent.

All eyes were on the man, and people instinctively made way for him.

Someone in the crowd whispered, "So handsome~", which was immediately met with unanimous approval from everyone.

Having witnessed Chu Xing's skills before, Song's mother felt a sense of foreboding, thinking that what she feared most had come to pass, and that he had to come at this very moment.

But since things had come to this, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I'm taking her home. What's wrong? Is there a problem?"