The driver was driving and was about to take Ye Chen home.
He sat in the back seat, his hands resting naturally on his legs, his eyes looking straight ahead with a blank expression. No one knew what he was thinking.
Half an hour later, the driver had already driven the car back to the villa. Ye Chen was called several times before he reacted, got out of the car mechanically, and walked back home.
In the yard, my mother was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a pair of scissors, trimming the flowers and plants in the yard. My mother usually had nothing to do at home, so she could only keep these flowers and plants company.
"Chen'er, you're back! Why are you back so early today?" Mom called Ye Chen.
Ye Chen looked at his mother sitting in the wheelchair. He didn't know if this was his mother. For the first time, Ye Chen doubted his identity. He even felt that he might not be his mother's child.
But if not, why would my mother lie to me? What was her purpose?
With these questions in his mind, Ye Chen walked step by step to his mother. Seeing his mother's face smiling brighter than flowers, he felt that the mother in front of him was becoming more and more strange and unfamiliar.
Ye Chen walked over and stood in front of his mother, saying lightly: "There is nothing to do at the company today, so I came back early."
"That's perfect. Come and help your mother trim the flowers and plants! We haven't been together for a long time." Mom also gave Ye Chen a pair of scissors.
In fact, she saw through Ye Chen's thoughts and knew that the child was in a bad mood and something must have happened, but he didn't say it, so his mother treated Ye Chen better, trying to dispel the bad thoughts in his mind.
Ye Chen squatted down and worked with his mother.
"Mom, the weather is nice today. Do you want me to push you out for a walk?" Ye Chen asked.
Ye Chen wanted to see his mother's reaction and wanted to know if the reason she didn't go out was really because of her leg problem.
Because other people with mobility impairments also go out in wheelchairs, and they just need someone to accompany them. Who doesn’t desire freedom?
But my mother always said that her legs were not good and she couldn't go out. Ye Chen had never seen his mother go out. He was wondering, was it really because of her legs that she couldn't go out, or was she afraid of meeting people she shouldn't meet?
Ye Chen was no longer confused and began to doubt whether everything he did was right or wrong.
"My legs can't walk or move, so why should I go out? I still prefer to stay at home, and it's good to have you accompany me today." Mom looked at Ye Chen and smiled, then continued to trim the flowers and plants.
"Well, then I'll stay with Mom." Ye Chen nodded. He looked at his mother in the wheelchair, reached out his hand, and openly pulled out two hairs from her head: "Mom, you have white hair. I'll help you pull it out to prevent it from growing more."
But my mother smiled and said: "It seems that I am really old. I have white hair."
"Mom, you are not old. In my heart, you will always be the most beautiful." Ye Chen said.
Ye Chen stayed with his mother for a while. Since it was still early, he went out and bought some vegetables from the supermarket to make a delicious meal for his mother tonight.
By the way, I sent the white hair I had just pulled out from my mother's head and my own hair to the hospital for a paternity test.
Ye Chen had never doubted that he was not his mother's child before. He always felt that no matter what his mother did, it was for his own good, because in Ye Chen's memory, he only remembered his mother and could not remember anyone else.
But too many things have happened recently, especially the appearance of Jiang Xiaorou, which began to make Ye Chen feel that everything was not as simple as he saw, and there were some things he needed to figure out.
As long as Ye Chen proves his relationship with his mother, he can have no worries. Otherwise, he will have no way to continue.
Ye Chen came back with the vegetables. When he passed the living room, he saw his mother watching TV. He walked towards the kitchen and nodded to his mother.
"Have you gone to buy groceries? Why did it take so long?" Mom asked Ye Chen.
If you calculate the time it takes to get from the supermarket to home, Ye Chen took a lot longer, and his mother felt something was wrong.
"I walked there and looked around." Ye Chen said.
"Well, it's okay. Go cook. Do you need mom's help?" Mom asked Ye Chen.
Ye Chen shook his head. He could do it himself and let his mother watch TV for a while. It would only take an hour.
An hour later.
Ye Chen and his mother sat at the dining table together. Every time he picked up the chopsticks, he would pick up some food for his mother first, watch her eat for a while, and then eat when she was happy. Ye Chen really had nothing to say to his mother. He regarded his mother as the most important person in his life and the person he wanted to protect the most.
"Chen'er, how are things going between you, Chen Duoduo, and Shen Min recently?" Mom asked while eating.
"Still the same." Ye Chen answered perfunctorily and continued to pick up food for his mother.
"What are your plans next? You can tell mom, maybe I can help you think of a solution." Mom asked again.
Ye Chen looked up and glanced at his mother.
It seems that in my mother's eyes, revenge is the most important thing. Is it possible that they have nothing else to talk about except the Shen family?
Ye Chen didn't want to talk about anything about the Shen family now, he didn't want to mention a single word.
"Mom, I don't want to talk about unhappy things while eating. Why don't you try the bamboo shoots I fried and see how they taste?" Ye Chen's face looked a little ugly.
Mom understood and didn't ask any more questions. She tasted it and said, "Well, it's very good. Our Chen'er's cooking skills have improved again."
"Then you should eat more, eat more green vegetables, it's good for your health." Ye Chen continued to pick up food for his mother, but he didn't eat a single bite.
The mother also picked up some food for Ye Chen: "Chen'er, you eat too. You've worked hard. You have to go to school and take care of the company's affairs, but mom can't help you at all. You even have to cook for me. Mom feels so useless. I..."
As she was talking, why did mom start crying?
Ye Chen quickly took a tissue and gently wiped away his mother's tears.
"Mom, don't say that. I have never blamed you." Ye Chen said.
"Really?" Mom didn't quite believe it. "Actually, Mom really feels guilty. I don't want you to live in hatred for me, nor do I want you to think like me. But Chen'er, Mom has suffered too much in the past. If I don't take revenge, Mom will feel sorry for herself. Do you understand how I feel?"
"Mom, I understand. Let's not talk about those unhappy things, okay? From now on, when we go home, we will only talk about happy things and not talk about the Shen family. I will avenge you. Mom, you eat your vegetables." Ye Chen said.
"Well, okay, okay, okay, eat more vegetables, eat more vegetables, Chen'er also eat more vegetables, you are in the period of growing up, eat more." Mom also picked up some food for Ye Chen. They hadn't cared about each other like this for a long time.
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