After hearing the news, Song Juhua felt dizzy and almost fainted.
I didn't expect that my eldest son would borrow the fortune of my youngest son for his own wealth.
And because the little grandson was too young, he even lost his life.
She couldn't suppress her grief and anger, and beat her eldest son with all her strength.
"Son, that's your own brother, your own nephew. How could you do such a thing?"
"Are you doing this with a clear conscience and with your brother's family?"
The eldest son looked at his heartbroken mother silently without any resistance, allowing his mother to vent her pain.
"Mom, I'm your son too! Now that my situation has improved, I can let you enjoy a peaceful life and your grandchildren live a better life. I'm doing this for the sake of my children. What's wrong with me?"
There was a hint of helplessness and grievance in the eldest son's tone.
Song Juhua seemed to have never looked at her eldest son in front of her so carefully as she did now. She stopped, her face expressionless, but her eyes were extremely cold.
Her voice was filled with anger: "If you can live a good life with your own abilities, then as your mother, I will definitely be happy for you from the bottom of my heart."
"But you used those crooked methods and caused your brother and sister-in-law to divorce!"
"And you've left your own nephew bedridden all day long."
"If I hadn't learned about this today, would you have watched your nephew die?"
The more Song Juhua spoke, the more heartbroken she became, and the rage in her heart grew stronger.
"Tell me, what's the difference between your behavior and murder?
Having said this, Song Juhua almost couldn't catch her breath and started coughing violently.
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