Zhao Rong was wrapped in the night, wearing a very inconspicuous long black down jacket, with her long hair tied behind her head, and no makeup on. Her whole face looked particularly pale. She walked in stealthily, carrying a big bag.
"Yicheng? Are you home?"
She called out vigilantly, then walked towards the light in the restaurant. When she saw Jiang Yiyu and Song Shengsheng, she was stunned at first, then she subconsciously touched her cheek in a panic, and pretended to be calm and tucked the loose hair behind her ears.
"Why are you here?" The tone was still as weak and harsh as ever.
Jiang Yicheng looked at Jiang Yiyu and Song Shengsheng and shrugged: "Look, I told you I didn't lie, but you still don't believe me."
Song Shengsheng glanced at him without saying anything, then heard Jiang Yiyu say to Zhao Rong, "Where have you been? Shouldn't you be staying here?"
Zhao Rong pretended to be strong and walked to Jiang Yicheng's side, pulled out a chair, sat down and said, "Where I should stay, where I want to go, it's none of your business."
Jiang Yiyu raised his eyebrows, took out his cell phone and dialed the number under Zhao Rong's slightly panicked gaze.
Zhao Rong hurriedly asked, "What are you doing? Who are you calling? What right do you have to restrict my personal freedom?"
Jiang Yiyu ignored her and continued on the phone.
Zhao Rong pulled Jiang Yicheng and was about to walk towards the door, but before she could go out, several well-trained bodyguards in black ran in and stood upright with their hands behind their backs guarding the door.
"Jiang Yi Yu! You lunatic! Let me out! What qualifications do you have to restrict me!" Zhao Rong shouted while trying to rush out, but due to the absolute disparity in strength, she was like an egg hitting a rock and could not get out at all.
Jiang Yiyu hung up the phone, stood up and walked to the door, saying, "If you don't want to live here, I don't mind finding you a new place to live."
Zhao Rong dropped the bag in her hand, shook off Jiang Yicheng, and ran straight to where Jiang Yiyu was standing. She stretched out her hand and wanted to slap him, but before she could get close, Song Shengsheng grabbed her wrist and threw her away.
She glared at them with tears in her eyes: "Do you really have to force me to death? What good will it do you to force me to death?" She turned her head and glared at Jiang Yicheng: "And you, you are so ungrateful. I really raised you in vain! You ungrateful wolf!"
Jiang Yiyu took a half step back and looked at her coldly: "What good would it do me to force you to death? There are many benefits. After all, my mother was forced to death by you."
"That's her own short life! What does it have to do with me? She couldn't keep her husband, what does it have to do with me? If you want to blame someone, blame her for being in poor health and having to get sick! If you want to blame someone, blame Jiang Yuan for being so unfaithful and always having his eyes on beautiful young women. I'm so innocent. I just wanted money. I've never hidden my ambitions. I even helped him raise a child. I've done my best for your Jiang family. I don't owe you anything!"
Jiang Yiyu didn't want to argue with her anymore. He turned to look at Song Shengsheng, who clenched her fists, and held her hand: "Dear, this place is not clean, let's go home!"
Song Shengsheng wanted to say something, but seeing Jiang Yiyu's forced smile, he chose to remain silent and nodded.
Jiang Yiyu walked out, and Zhao Rong wanted to catch him, but was stopped by the bodyguard.
Jiang Yicheng poked his head out and shouted anxiously, "Brother! Sister-in-law! Please don't leave me! I don't want to stay here! I'm leaving the dark side behind and joining the light side. I'm going to school tomorrow. Please don't leave me!"
With a slap, Zhao Rong slapped Jiang Yicheng with all her strength.
Jiang Yicheng was stunned: "Mom...you hit me? Why did you hit me? You should understand, it was you who left me behind!"
Zhao Rong's eyes were red as she roared, "You know I'm your mother. I've been with you for so many years, but it's you who's not up to the mark. You're not as good as Jiang Yiyu in everything, and you don't please your father. It's you who don't have the ability to help me keep him. You've been with him for twelve years, and he's never once considered making you his heir."
"What does this have to do with me..." Jiang Yicheng's tears fell.
Song Shengsheng squeezed Jiang Yiyu's hand and signaled him to stop.
Zhao Rong slapped Jiang Yicheng again, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground. Pointing at him, she laughed and shouted, "You're incompetent. You're hopeless. You're not good at piano, you're not good at horseback riding, and you have no talent for golf or fencing. I've enrolled you in so many tutoring classes and sent you to the most expensive school, but what about you? What have you given me in return? Why can't you get your father's love and praise? Why?!"
Jiang Yiyu clenched his fists.
Song Shengsheng said to Jiang Yicheng, "Why are you still standing there? Come here."
Jiang Yicheng didn't move, just wiped away a few tears and asked Zhao Rong: "Mom, in your heart, I am nothing more than a tool to please Dad. Have you never treated me as an ordinary child, just as your son?"
"Born in a family like this, what makes you think you can be an ordinary child? You are my flesh and blood, you should be used by me and listen to me."
Jiang Yicheng wept and slowly closed his eyes. After a while, he wiped away his tears amid Zhao Rong's curses, stood up, and said word by word, "Your difficulties have nothing to do with me, and you are not like this because of me... You couldn't choose your birth, and neither did I. I don't want a mother like you."
After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu crying.
Zhao Rong followed them all the way to the gate through the bodyguards. At the end, she cried and called out Yicheng.
This time, Jiang Yicheng did not look back.
The door of the Jiang family was slowly closed behind them, and Jiang Yicheng also got into the car with Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu.
He turned his head to look out the window, tears streaming down his face. The car was very quiet.
After a long pause, he asked, "Where are you taking me? I don't have any money and can't afford a hotel."
Song Shengsheng took out two tissues from her bag and gave them to him: "You have no money, but you still wander around all day."
"Never mind me."
"Don't worry about me, just get off the bus now and go back to your mother."
Jiang Yicheng shut his mouth.
Song Shengsheng said to Jiang Yiyu, "Come back to my house. There are plenty of empty rooms there, and there are people there all day long. We can watch this kid 24 hours a day. And Mom said last time that she felt sorry for him, for having a mother like Zhao Rong."
"You are not allowed to say bad things about my mother!" Jiang Yicheng muttered angrily.
Song Shengsheng glanced at him and said, "She doesn't want you anymore, and you still say she's good?"
"If she wanted me, why would she send me out? How could you possibly accept me? She's doing this for my own good. There's no mother in this world who doesn't love her children."
Song Shengsheng sighed helplessly: "If thinking this way can make you feel better, then think so."
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