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Deng Xiaoya raised an eyebrow. "You've grown a bit smarter since yesterday."
Su Xing didn't have the time to be curious about who she had seen the day before; she felt that this woman, Shen Jingyu's mother, truly had a knack for pushing people to their limits.
She asked Su Xing, "Do you love Shen Jingyu?"
"That's none of your business."
"But he must have fallen for you. When a man from the Shen Family loves a woman, it’s for a lifetime."
"You’re special. Your hostility towards me surely stems from your love for him."
Su Xing suddenly felt as if her heart had been pierced. Under Deng Xiaoya's piercing gaze, she felt exposed, as if there was nowhere to hide.
"If you love him, save him. Help him leave the Shen Family. Leave forever!"
Su Xing was shocked. "What do you mean by 'save him'?"
Deng Xiaoya's gaze turned intense. "The Shen Family is a quagmire, a place that devours people. Shen Jingyu cannot die there anymore!"
"So, you couldn’t stop Shen Jingyu’s father back then, could you?" Su Xing stated her guess bluntly.
Upon hearing Su Xing's words, Deng Xiaoya seemed to collapse mentally in an instant.
"Shut up! Don’t mention him! Don’t! Mention! Him!"
Her hands trembled as she lifted her coffee cup and downed the remaining coffee in one go.
Outside the door, the bodyguards heard Deng Xiaoya's hoarse voice and attempted to push the door open to rush in. However, they hesitated at her shout: "Get out!"
After some deliberation, they chose not to enter and continued to stand guard outside.
Su Xing, who had been quietly observing Deng Xiaoya's condition, decided to press on at that moment.
"So, out of love and hate, you couldn’t grow old with the one you loved and instead transferred that hatred onto him."
"But Shen Jingyu is your son!"
"Shut up! Shut up! No one is allowed to mention that father-son pair in front of me!"
Su Xing refused to be silenced. "That’s because you’ve never stepped outside or opened your eyes to see your real family. Do you know how much harm he has suffered from your neglect?"
Or do you think that if Shen Jingyu lives in pain, it will make your life easier?
You’ve held onto these words for over ten years—why not say them now?!
"Ah, very well. You love him more than I do."
Then you should protect him even more, help him escape from Shen Zhengxin, that monster!
"Why do you keep saying the Shen Family is dangerous? What exactly did they do to you?"
Su Xing sensed that Deng Xiaoya's emotions were particularly unstable at that moment, but perhaps she could unearth some truth from her amidst this turmoil?
"Ha! You think you can get me to talk?" Su Xing raised an eyebrow, leaning back into the sofa with a straightened spine.
This was not the typical kind of madness. "Get me another cup of coffee. Hurry up!"
Deng Xiaoya's urgent demeanor and her almost unstable breathing confirmed to Su Xing that she was addicted to caffeine, showing clear signs of dependency. "If you drink more, are you even going to survive?" Su Xing couldn't help but frown.
"Less talk! Just do it!" Deng Xiaoya glared at Su Xing.
In fact, she had already seen on the monitor that Deng Xiaoya had downed a cup downstairs. After complaining about the first one, she had switched to a second cup of black coffee without sugar, just as she requested.
Seeing how uncomfortable she looked, Su Xing relented but secretly reduced the amount of coffee grounds this time. After all, with her heavy emotions, she would likely overlook the taste. Besides, drinking like this every day would probably dull her sense of taste!
Deng Xiaoya drank the second cup even faster, seemingly disregarding its temperature as she gulped it down. Watching her like this, Su Xing could no longer maintain her frown.
They say that those who are pitiful must have something to be hated for; however, it is also true that those who are hateful must have their own tragic suffering. This saying applied to her as well.
Once she calmed down, Deng Xiaoya asked, "Su Xing, whose side are you on? Mine or that old man's from yesterday?"
"Ha! I'm not on anyone's side!" Su Xing was exasperated. In wealthy families, when parents meet an unsatisfactory daughter-in-law, they usually just nitpick and ultimately throw money at the problem to get rid of her. But in this case, it was truly embarrassing; these two elders were trying to use their lofty airs to pull her into their camp?!
"Shen Jingyu is a living person! He's almost thirty! He’s independent and has done well for himself. Why should I dictate his thoughts? Including all of you—so-called family—who have never cared for him."
"What position do you all have to demand that he live according to your wishes?" The more Su Xing thought about it, the angrier she became, and she blurted out, "Don't you know he lost the will to live when he was just ten years old?!"
Faced with this accusation, Deng Xiaoya showed no signs of remorse. Instead, she retorted, "Can he write a farewell letter like I did?! His childish attempts at suicide can't possibly surpass mine!"
"So your family has a genetic predisposition for writing farewell letters?"
"He’s punishing me—just me—for living in this world alone."
As Deng Xiaoya spoke, she slowly lifted her head, but her tone and lament clearly indicated that she was trying to hold back tears. She realized that in front of Su Xing, not only had she lost her composure but also revealed so many emotions.
It’s truly laughable; having a mother is worse than not having one at all. Who do you think is lonelier? A child without a mother can at least hold onto a beautiful thought in their heart. But Deng Xiaoya seems to embody her mother’s coldness completely.
In any case, Su Xing can only approach Deng Xiaoya from Shen Jingyu's perspective. This has been a source of tension since childhood. Suddenly, Deng Xiaoya smiled faintly. She turned to Su Xing, her gaze scrutinizing as she said, "You are more suited for him."
She still compared herself to Han Ruoxi. However, Su Xing was unaware that Han Ruoxi had met Deng Xiaoya yesterday and had even maliciously smeared her reputation. Fortunately, Deng Xiaoya was an unusual person; she trusted no one but herself and believed only in what she saw and what she wanted to do.
Su Xing felt she had nothing more to say to her. She understood the simple truth: you can't change someone who doesn’t want to change; everyone has their own reasons. Little did Su Xing know if Deng Xiaoya had any emotions left unexpressed; she was used to opening up and didn’t easily push others away, especially since this was an elder.
So, she decided to just sit there and pass the time with her. But before long, Shen Jingyu rushed in again. Where did he find out about her whereabouts? Did he even know precisely who she had met?
Seeing Shen Jingyu's cold expression, Su Xing realized he must have been extremely worried and hurried over. After entering, Shen Jingyu first scanned Su Xing up and down before finally looking at Deng Xiaoya. His voice seemed devoid of warmth: "Mom, why are you here?"
Su Xing could sense how uncomfortable he felt when he called out that name. "If you’re not going home, does that mean I can’t go out?" Deng Xiaoya shot Shen Jingyu a glance before turning away, speaking in a disjointed manner.
Shen Jingyu's voice was icy: "Where do you think I can call home?"
"Is my refusal to return to that place your reason for wanting to destroy my home?"
Shen Jingyu's words sent a jolt through Su Xing’s heart. Did he really refer to her as his home?
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