"You still despise me, ignore me, and think I'm not as good as Jiang Bai."

"You have the nerve to call this a pigeonhole? Have you forgotten what kind of place I lived in at the Jiang family villa?"

"Even the nanny doesn't live in the tiny storage room!"

Jiang He tried her best to control her emotions, not wanting to be affected by Shen Mingyue any longer.

"Therefore, Ms. Shen Mingyue, please leave my home immediately and do not disturb me again."

"Anyway, you've never wanted me as your son. You've said countless times that you wish Jiang Bai were your biological son."

"Then just treat Jiang Bai as your own son, pretend you never had me, and let me fend for myself outside as an orphan."

"Please leave, Ms. Shen Mingyue."

Ms. Shen Mingyue.

The way Shen Mingyue had heard the title countless times outside was now being spoken by her own son.

For some reason, she felt an overwhelming sense of irony and heartache.

Looking at the calm Jiang He, she recalled Jiang He's angry accusations against her just now.

This polarization and stark emotional contrast made Shen Mingyue feel somewhat uneasy.

She would rather Jiang He were still yelling at her like before, getting emotional and making her so angry that she was jumping up and down, and breaking down in anger.

He didn't want Jiang He to treat him so calmly.

As an actress, Shen Mingyue is exceptionally sensitive to emotions.

She could sense that Jiang He still cared about her, just like before.

But Jiang He is so calm now, with not a trace of concern or emotion in her eyes.

Then she thought of Jiang He's accusations and the distant words that followed, saying that she should let him fend for himself, since she never wanted him to be her son.

Shen Mingyue felt a pang of guilt, something she hadn't felt in a long time.

It seems that she really did owe Jiang He, her son.

She seemed unable to refute what Jiang He said, because she had indeed done those things.

When I did it, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But now that Jiang He has pointed it out, she suddenly feels a little ashamed.

"I'm sorry, Jiang He."

Shen Mingyue lowered her head and apologized to Jiang He, hoping to gain Jiang He's forgiveness.

"I can't refute what you said. Mom did neglect you in the past."

"Now I realize the problem, I apologize to you, okay?"

"Mom is also a first-time mom and has no experience. Your sisters are all girls, and Mom doesn't know how to get along with you, the only boy."

"Jiang He, come home with me, let's stop fighting, okay?"

What's going on?

Even now, does Shen Mingyue still think he's just making a fuss?

Okay, I'll apologize to you, alright?

If apologies were enough, what would we need the police for?

Moreover, do those past hurts simply disappear because of your perfunctory apology?

What's even more ridiculous is that your so-called apology wasn't very sincere or genuine.

It was just a sudden realization that my son is no longer like he used to be, following you around like a little puppy, begging for your motherly love.

As long as you love him, no matter how much you hurt him, he will always be around you, looking at you with pleading eyes.

It's just that I feel uncomfortable and unwilling.

"Shen Mingyue, I will never forgive you."

Jiang He replied coldly.