Chapter 715: You still won't forgive me?

Chapter 715: You still won't forgive me?

"Qingbai..."

Zhao Min called out his name, her voice trembling.

Ye Qingbai was not greatly affected by this. He quickly calmed down and gave her a slight nod.

Ye Qingbai's coldness and aloofness made Zhao Min even more upset.

"Son, I'm sorry! Over the years, I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a mother, and I've made you suffer."

As Zhao Min spoke, she rushed forward, wanting to hug him.

Ye Qingbai instinctively tried to dodge, but it was too late.

He was suddenly hugged by the woman

He froze, raised his hands, unsure how to respond.

Is this my mother's embrace?

He doesn't seem to need his mother's embrace much anymore.

They don't crave maternal love much.

On the contrary, being hugged like this by a strange woman made me very uncomfortable.

He said, "Please calm down, let's sit down and talk."

The woman who was crying while holding Ye Qingbai reluctantly let go of him after hearing his words.

"Please have a seat." Ye Qingbai politely pulled out a chair for her.

Then, I sat down opposite her.

The two sat facing each other, Zhao Min staring at him intently with tears in her eyes.

Ye Qingbai didn't know how to comfort her or tell her not to cry.

To be honest, his feelings were very complicated at that moment.

He was still mentally preparing himself, trying to convince himself that the woman in front of him was his biological mother.

After all, twenty years is too long, so long that he has really forgotten what she looks like.

Zhao Min wiped away her tears and said, "Qingbai, I know you must be blaming me, and I accept it."

Ye Qingbai smiled faintly, "I don't blame you."

Ye Qingbai's words caused Zhao Min to pause slightly in surprise.

"You really don't blame me?"

"I was a bit strange when I was little, but I don't care anymore," Ye Qingbai said in a relaxed tone. "My grandparents, my dad, and my Aunt Lan gave me enough warmth and love. So, I've been very happy all these years, and there's no question of whether I'm strange or not."

Ye Qingbai's indifferent attitude was like a thorn stuck in Zhao Min's heart.

She should have been happy to hear this answer.

At least her son hasn't suffered because of her departure all these years.

But why did she feel so heartbroken?

Her son didn't need her at all.

We didn't need that when we were kids.

He's a grown man now, and he doesn't need her as his mother anymore.

He treated her like a complete stranger.

What about all those years of suffering she endured?

She didn't speak, and Ye Qingbai remained silent as well.

The atmosphere was awkward.

The waiter came over and let them order.

Zhao Min gave the menu to Ye Qingbai, but Ye Qingbai said he was fine with whatever he ate and wouldn't be picky, so she could make the decision.

Fearing the situation would become even more awkward, Zhao Min had no choice but to order food.

Over the years, she had no idea what her son liked or disliked, so she could only order all the restaurant's signature dishes.

Then, she looked at him and started a conversation, "I heard from your dad that you're dating someone?"

Ye Qingbai nodded. "Yes."

"Bring her over another day so I can take a look."

"She's busy with work, so she probably doesn't have time."

Ye Qingbai was once again turning her away.

Ye Qingbai appeared polite on the surface, but he kept his distance from her in every sentence. This attitude made Zhao Min feel more uncomfortable than his hysterical questioning and blaming.

"Qingbai, I'm so sorry. I abandoned you back then, and I've been in so much pain and missed you all these years. I was wrong." All Zhao Min could do at this moment was apologize, and keep apologizing.

I don't think you did anything wrong.

Upon hearing Ye Qingbai's words, Zhao Min looked at him incredulously, as if trying to decipher the meaning behind his words.

Was it deliberate mockery, or the truth?

Ye Qingbai looked at him and said very seriously, "My dad told me that you are a person with great ambitions. You are not willing to stay at home as a housewife for the rest of your life. You want to go out and make your own way. I think you are very brave in this regard."

Society always puts too many labels on women, but no one cares that before the roles of mother, wife, and daughter, you are first and foremost yourself.

Ye Qingbai spoke with heartfelt sincerity, “So, I respect your choice and have never blamed you all these years, nor has my father.”

“Son…” Zhao Min stood up excitedly because of Ye Qingbai’s words, walked to him, her voice trembling with tears, and made as if to hug him again.

“I knew it, son, you would understand me.”

But Ye Qingbai avoided it.

"Please sit down and let me finish speaking."

Ye Qingbai's attitude was distant and polite, and frighteningly calm.

After Zhao Min sat down, he continued, “We respect your choice, and now I hope you can respect us too. You wanted to see me after you returned to China, which I was initially unwilling to do because it was completely unnecessary for me. You have the right to pursue your dreams, and we also have our own lives to live. From the moment you left twenty years ago, you made a choice in your heart, so you should have thought about what you would lose.”

It's not wrong to pursue one's own dreams, but she chose to give them up, so she has no right to ask him to accept her back now.

“But my dad kept persuading me, saying that it’s not easy for you to come back from abroad, and I shouldn’t leave you with any regrets. For my dad’s sake, I agreed.”

Looking at the young man sitting in front of her with a cold expression, and listening to his calm analysis, Zhao Min's heart sank again.

She thought that his agreement to see her meant he wanted to acknowledge her as his wife.

Actually, that's not the case.

He was just trying not to put Ye Jingsong in a difficult position.

He never forgave her.

"Son, so you still won't forgive me, is that it?"

Ye Qingbai chuckled and shook his head. "As I just said, there's no question of forgiveness."

"Now that we've met, and you know I'm doing well, and I've seen the mother I remember, we've both found peace. So from now on, let's each go our own way and leave each other alone."

Zhao Min burst into tears again, "Qingbai, do you mean you don't want to acknowledge me as your mother anymore?"

Ye Qingbai shrugged and explained, "I don't want my life to change at all. I think it's fine as it is now. I don't have the time or energy to maintain too many relationships. I think it's good as it is now."

Zhao Min quickly stated, "I won't disturb your life. I only hope you can forgive me from the bottom of your heart and acknowledge me as your mother. I will do everything I can to make it up to you in the future..."

Ye Qingbai interrupted her, "I really don't need any compensation. I'm doing very well now. I have family, a lover, and a career that I'm passionate about. I'm very satisfied with my life now."

He knew exactly what his mother meant by compensation.

He really doesn't need anything material.

As Ye Qingbai finished speaking, Zhao Min's face gradually turned pale.

Her son had no intention of acknowledging her.

At this point, the waiters began serving the dishes.

Zhao Min looked dazed, lost in her immense grief, and Ye Qingbai handed her chopsticks.

"Come on, let's eat."

Zhao Min tried her best to hide her emotions and picked up her chopsticks to eat.