Chapter 52 Contradictory Psychology

As Meng Ruoxi cried, her stomach and body ached, and her blurry vision caught sight of Shi Yanjin's figure.

He held her in his arms, his mouth opening and closing as he kept talking. Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't hear clearly what he said.

I only vaguely heard my own name and the word "I'm sorry".

She thought, why should she apologize to herself? Shouldn't she be extremely disappointed in herself?

My vision blurred again. Since when did I become a woman who could only be hysterical?

They go crazy for no reason, put the blame on the children who know nothing, beat and scold them, use cold violence at will, and do all kinds of despicable and disgusting things.

I was horrified to find that I had become a shrew.

Seeing her silent and blank eyes, Shi Yanjin's eyes were filled with pain and pity, "Xixi, I'm wrong. I made you like this. You can hit me or scold me, but don't let your imagination run wild and dwell on trivial matters."

Meng Ruoxi's eyebrows moved, and she turned her head away calmly. Her eyes were as cold as a pond, without a trace of emotion. "It takes two hands to tango. This is all my own fault. I was really too harsh on Wen Jing. I am not worthy of being his mother. I am a rotten, rotten, and smelly person."

"Xixi." Shi Yanjin cried out in pain, feeling extremely tormented inside.

My son and wife are my flesh and blood. I just want them to be happy and worry-free, but why is it so difficult?

She begged humbly, "Please don't say that about yourself, and please don't hate Wen Jing. He was born after ten months of pregnancy. He is a poor child. He seems to have the love of all of us, but in fact he has nothing. All he wants from the beginning to the end is your love."

Meng Ruoxi was like a sculpture. Shi Yanjin's heartfelt words failed to stir up any ripples in her cold heart. Instead, they caused fear to rise in her heart.

She shares the same dream as the original owner, to step onto the world stage and train outstanding students.

The child was a shackle to her, breaking her wings and preventing her from flying into the blue sky.

She can't be changed by her children and family, she wants to escape!

"Mom." Little Wen Jing stopped crying and called her carefully. Fear flashed across his soft and cute face. His little hands pulled the corner of her clothes and his eyes looked at her eagerly.

Meng Ruoxi lowered her head and looked into his eager eyes. Her cold heart was torn apart and pervasive pain instantly surrounded her.

"Mom." Little Wen Jing called her again, holding her hand at her side with his little hand, holding it tightly, for fear that she would push him away.

Meng Ruoxi did not shake off his hand, but looked at him with unprecedented concentration, as if she wanted to see a flower in him and work out the answer to the world.

Little Wen Jing was happy that her mother was looking at her, and she couldn't help but give her a flattering smile.

The little hand changed from holding her hand to tightly hugging her arm, and the dull eyes and brows suddenly brightened up.

The little person was in ecstasy.

Great! Mommy let me hold your hand!

Meng Ruoxi stared at him for a long time, not missing a single expression on his face.

"Mom." Little Wen Jing called again, wanting to hear her response.

However, after a long time, he still didn't hear his mother's promise.

Tears welled up in my eyes, but I tried hard not to cry.

If your mother doesn’t like you to cry, then you shouldn’t cry. In this way, your mother will like you.

Li Taohua felt heartbroken when she saw this and wanted to go over and hug her grandson and leave to save him from the anger of her daughter-in-law.

But the grandson looked at his daughter-in-law with expectation and admiration, and was unwilling to leave. She was reluctant to deprive him of his last thought.

I couldn't bear to watch any longer, so I turned around and left silently.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point, and Meng Ruoxi's face became paler and paler.

She is very tired and wants to sleep.

Shi Yanjin felt his shoulders sank and he looked to the side, and saw that his wife was asleep with her eyes closed.

He carefully carried her to the bed, stared at her tired sleeping face for a while, then waved for his son to come over.

Little Wen Jing was very sad at the moment. He walked towards him with his head drooped, and cried as soon as he spoke, "Dad."

Shi Yanjin picked him up distressedly, pointed at his wife on the bed, and said to him, "Mom is not feeling well, so she ignored Wen Jing. Wen Jing should understand Mom and not blame her, understand?"

Little Wen Jing wiped away her tears and nodded vigorously, her little face full of stubbornness, "Mom has worked hard, you have to be considerate of mom, baby, be good, mom loves you."

Shi Yanjin couldn't help but feel his eyes tingling. He touched his face with trembling hands, lowered his head, and placed a kiss on his full forehead, praising him, "Great, our Wen Jing is the most obedient baby in the world. Dad and Mom love Wen Jing the most."

My child is the best child in the world, my first child, and the only treasure my wife has given me.

Facing this child who looks exactly like my wife, I can't bear to see him cry or be sad.

The newborn twins don't look like his wife, but look exactly like him, which he doesn't like very much.

But they are also his and his wife's children, and he will treat them well.

After a day of hard work, little Wen Jing was also tired. He closed his eyes and said drowsily, "Dad, I want to sleep with Mom."

"Okay." Shi Yanjin agreed without hesitation and carried the child to his wife's side.

Looking at the two identical faces, one big and one small, my heart was instantly filled with happiness and satisfaction.

Little Wen Jing turned over, hugged his mother tightly with both hands, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

My aunt is very good to my cousin. She hugs and kisses him every day. My mother can't hug me, but she will kiss me occasionally. I am already very satisfied.

At over one year old, he already vaguely understood some things: his mother seemed to dislike him, but he liked her.

Mommy smells nice and warm, she is the best mommy.

The moment little Wen Jing was carried to bed, Meng Ruoxi woke up, but she did not open her eyes.

When she was asleep, she could let Xiao Wenjing approach her, but when she was awake, she could not face Xiao Wenjing's clear and bright eyes.

Meng Ruoxi knew best how innocent he was, so her conscience was condemned and she could only drive him away with a bad attitude.

But he only remembered to eat and not to be beaten, and was always silly. No matter how bad his attitude was, he would come up to him eagerly, staring at him with bright and clear eyes, and call him mother softly.

She didn't move even though her arms were numb from being pressed, and she didn't know when she fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, she was woken up by Shi Yanjin. His gentle voice surrounded her ears, "Xixi, eat something before you go back to sleep."

"Mom." Little Wen Jing rushed over excitedly, and the little head appeared in front of her.

Looking away, Meng Ruoxi responded softly.

After getting the response, little Wen Jing jumped up and down on the bed happily, "Mom, Mom, let's eat."

Shi Yanjin brought the food to the edge of the bed and placed it there, smiling and telling him not to move around and to be careful not to step on his mother.

Little Wenjing stopped jumping around immediately, and came back to his mother. He touched her face with his chubby hands and smiled.

"Mom, I love you."

Tears flowed without warning, and Meng Ruoxi turned her face away, not wanting to be seen by the father and son.

But out of the corner of her eye she noticed that his rolled-up trouser legs revealed scars from the beating she had caused him today. Her eyes suddenly felt stinging and her nails dug into her palms.

The pain did not make her feel better, but made her even sadder.

"Mom, eat it." Little Wen Jing pinched his favorite chicken and gave it to his mother, his whole body exuding excitement.

The next second, seeing the tears on mom's face, the little brows wrinkled, and stretched out his other clean hand to wipe mom's tears, crying and comforting, "Don't cry, mommy, don't cry, baby, don't cry, wuwu, don't cry, don't cry."