"From childhood to adulthood, I did whatever you wanted me to do, and I studied hard if you asked me to study hard."
“You don’t allow me to read extracurricular books, surf the Internet, play games, go out, make friends, or draw.
You don’t allow me to have any hobbies, and you even decide for me what major to apply for.”
"Everything is done according to your ideas, even the clothes and food are based on your preferences. I can tolerate all of this.
But why! Why do you want to deprive me of my last bit of light, my last bit of warmth, and destroy me?"
Jiang Meng looked at this extremely unfamiliar son and felt heartbroken and afraid.
At this moment, she finally understood one thing.
Her son has grown up.
The son who allowed her to beat him, scold him, and do whatever she told him to do when he was a child has grown up.
He didn't know when he became a head taller than her, learned to resist, and hated her from the bottom of his heart.
"I... I'm doing this for your own good. You're my son. How could I, as a mother, hurt you?"
Jiang Yihan loosened her collar and even gently smoothed it for her, his expression gentle:
"I know your life is difficult and painful. If that's the case, why don't you just die?"
"If you completely leave this world and disappear completely, you will never feel pain again, and you will never feel hardship again. So, just die, okay?"
“You… you…”
Jiang Meng never dreamed that her own son actually wanted her to die, or even really wanted to kill her.
Suddenly her heart was broken, her chest ached so much that she almost couldn't stand, and tears flowed like a fountain.
However, the boy opposite still had an indifferent expression, without a single ripple on his face.
This was the scene when Su Qiao arrived.
Fortunately, no one got beaten stupidly.
"Why did you come back without telling me?"
If Xiao Si hadn't reminded her, she would still be waiting at home stupidly.
Jiang Yihan didn't expect her to come here, and felt a little guilty: "I... I just came back to get the household registration book."
He checked online and found that a household registration book is required for marriage.
The boy who had a cold expression on his face just now now lowered his head as if he had done something wrong.
Jiang Meng was filled with hatred and unwillingness when seeing this scene.
Jiang Meng sat on the sofa opposite, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff:
"I have locked the household registration booklet in the safe. Forget it. I won't give it to you."
"You...?" Jiang Yihan didn't expect that she had hidden in advance.
Su Qiao held him back and said, "Don't worry, I'll make her hand it over."
"Let's go back first."
After saying that, Su Qiao was the first to walk out of the Jiang family.
Jiang Yihan followed behind like a young wife who had made a mistake.
"I'm sorry, it was my fault. I won't do it again."
Su Qiao opened the car door, jumped into the driver's seat, and then answered him: "What's wrong?"
"I... I shouldn't... shouldn't have had those murderous thoughts again."
Under Su Qiao's eyes that seemed to see through everything, Jiang Yihan didn't dare to lie at all.
"wrong!"
Su Qiao glanced at him and started the car: "Your biggest mistake is that you shouldn't have cherished your own life."
"It is the most foolish behavior to solve the problem by killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of your own."
Jiang Yihan was stunned for a moment, and looked at her cautiously: "You... aren't you afraid?"
Don’t you think that I am too scary, too dark, and too terrible
After all, that woman is his biological mother, and he has wanted to...