Grandma looked at me in disbelief.
The people around us shook their heads in agreement.
"It seems that the Chu family truly has no conscience."
"How could the old man treat him so well when he was alive!"
Grandma was so furious that she nearly had a stroke.
Before leaving, Chu Yin shot Ma Jiahui a fierce glare. "This is the good daughter you raised!"
The mourning hall was in disarray.
Chu Yin helped Grandma leave.
Aunt followed suit.
Only the ground remained littered with paper money and scattered chairs and tables.
Mom stood there alone, her figure solitary and weary.
She gazed blankly at the chaos around her, her lips trembling slightly.
"Yin Yin, haven't I done enough for you?"
My heart felt as if it were being tightly squeezed.
In my previous life, my greatest regret was not being able to protect my mother properly.
She was such a gentle, kind, innocent, and beautiful person.
Yet she was worn down into a numb robot by my scoundrel father and cruel grandmother.
She worked tirelessly, pinching pennies, yet never received a kind word in return.
For my tuition and living expenses, she had to endure and give in time and again.
Until her death, she believed that as long as she did well enough, she would earn my father's true affection.
But in the end, she met a tragic fate of being abandoned by everyone and dying far from home.
Mom, this time I will protect you.
Those who have hurt you will receive their just deserts!
I rushed over and hugged her tightly. "Mom, you've done really well."
"You are the best mom in the world."
Mom shuddered slightly.
She gently pushed me away, tears shimmering in her eyes. "Yin Yin, you..."
I reached out to wipe her tears away.
"Mom, you should divorce Dad."
Dad has hurt Mom too much.
Only by leaving him can she truly take control of her life.
Mom clearly hadn't considered this before.
She stood there in a daze, murmuring, "Yin Yin, your dad is just too filial; he loves your grandfather..."
"Mom, you're being too naive."
"He just doesn't want to give you money!"
Mom snapped back to reality and forced a smile. "Yin Yin, you're about to take your college entrance exams. Don't worry about adult matters."
"Your dad treats you well; just focus on your studies."
I pressed my lips together.
Some things, once said, cannot be taken back.
Mom stubbornly believed that Dad was a good husband and father.
She only saw how he was willing to spend money on meals and gifts.
But she failed to notice how he took credit for achievements that should have been hers.
The more "filial" he was, the more humble she became.
She didn't dare to resist him at all.
This was also why in her past life, she endured torment from Dad until her death without ever fighting back.
And the reason Dad bullied her so freely was that he knew she couldn't live without him!
I must shatter my mother's illusion!
"Mom, have you never doubted it?"
My mother was taken aback by my question. "Doubt what?"
I took a deep breath.
"Dad has never given you any money, yet he forces you to sell things to support the family."
"He only cares about pleasing Grandma and Grandpa, ignoring our well-being."
"Dad doesn't even like you!"
My mother's face turned pale.
It seemed as if she remembered something, staggering to lean against the nearby table.
"Yin Yin, please stop..."
"I know Dad treats me well."
I shook my head.
Dad is on the verge of success.
In my past life, I was deceived by his brainwashing.
So this time around, I must make my mother see the truth!
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