Chapter 113 Why are you so vicious to Mom?

Chapter 113 Why are you so vicious to Mom?

Yu Qingfang was told to leave by Zhang Ma, and the softness on her face vanished instantly.

Immediately, it was replaced by a sharp, exasperated tone.

She abruptly shook off Zhang Ma's hand, rushed to Si Yuan in a few steps, pointed at her nose and began to question her: "How could I have adopted such an ungrateful wretch like you?"

"I kindly cooked porridge for you and came to see you out of kindness, and you, with just a word of 'severing ties,' think you can erase all the friendship we've built over the years? Have you lost your conscience?"

Si Yuan frowned and took a half step back, avoiding the hand that was being pointed at by her. Her tone was even colder: "You were the ones who gave up on me first. Do you want me to repeat the same thing over and over again?"

"Give up on you?"

Yu Qingfang's voice was shrill, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world: "Back then, I took you home, fed you, clothed you, and let you go to school with Ayan. Is that what you call abandoning you? Did you go hungry or freeze while you were abroad? It's only been a few years since we've had much contact, and you've already held a grudge? Si Yuan, you're too heartless!"

She completely ignored how she had sided with Lin Shuangyu when he bullied Si Yuan, and only kept harping on the point that she had "raised her".

They completely forgot that even if the Song family didn't support her, she could still find a good place to go.

Perhaps, they could even be happier.

Si Yuan was unaware of these things, but Yu Qingfang knew them perfectly well, yet she still didn't think she had done anything wrong.

"Even if you don't acknowledge me as your mother, what about Ayan? He's protected you since you were little, always giving you the best things first. Now that his company is about to collapse, are you just going to stand by and watch?"

Si Yuan was annoyed by her repeated attempts at moral blackmail and didn't want to say a word.

Seeing that things were not going well, Zhang Ma hurriedly went to the side to call Jiang Wang.

It seems that Miss Si, this old woman, is no match for her.

When she argues, she doesn't act like a wealthy lady at all; she's no different from a vegetable vendor haggling over prices at the market!

Sure enough, Yu Qingfang continued.

"It was Lin Shuangyu who harmed you back then, she ruined you, what does it have to do with us? Now that the Song family is in trouble, you could have helped, but you just watched us get stuck in the quagmire, how can you live with yourself?"

Seeing that Si Yuan remained unmoved, Yu Qingfang lowered her stance again, her voice trembling with tears, and reached out to grab Si Yuan's arm.

"Xiaoyuan, please, I'm begging you, please? Just have pity on us, have pity on Ayan. If he collapses, I won't be able to live either..."

Si Yuan suddenly dodged to the side, and seeing her pretentious act, she finally lost all patience.

She pointed to the door, her tone icy: "I can't help you. Jiang Wang likes me, but I can't use his feelings for me to get him to help you. He went through so much to pull me out of your family, and now I'm forcing him to go back and support you? I'm not stupid. The Song family is in this state entirely because of your own fault, because you're too deeply tied to the Lin family. You could have survived if you had just cut ties with those projects related to the Lin family, but you refused. You can't bear to give up anything. Who can you blame?"

“I won’t help you. Now, please leave here immediately.”

Once exposed, Yu Qingfang's composure crumbled instantly, and the tears on her face vanished.

She truly hadn't expected Si Yuan to be so unyielding, whether it was gentle persuasion or force.

She felt incredibly ashamed, a venomous look creeping onto her face: "Si Yuan... I shouldn't have come to beg you today! Just you wait, if you don't help the Song family, you'll regret it sooner or later! Jiang Wang likes you now, but once he finds out what a mean and heartless woman you are, he'll abandon you sooner or later! You'll never have a good life!"

Si Yuan's eyes were downcast, wondering how someone called "mother" could use the name of kinship to utter such a vicious curse to her former daughter.

He said, "You'll never have an easy life..."

Looking at the bowl of steaming crab roe porridge on the table, Si Yuan felt utterly ironic.

The warmth she once cherished is now nothing but bait wrapped in calculation.

"Get out...get out!"

Si Yuan, unable to bear it any longer, raised her hand and violently swept the insulated container to the ground.

The crisp sound of the porcelain bowl shattering pierced the air, and the porridge mixed with the broken pieces splashed all over the ground, even staining Yu Qingfang's skirt.

Yu Qingfang was so frightened that she took a step back, her hand pointing at Si Yuan still frozen in mid-air, her face turning deathly pale.

He then staggered unsteadily, unable to utter another word, and before his vision went black, he collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Ma exclaimed in surprise, quickly hung up the phone, and went to check on the situation.

——

The smell of disinfectant in the hospital corridor was particularly pungent.

Si Yuan had just come out of the doctor's office, holding a diagnosis slip in her hand, which said she had suffered an acute cerebral infarction.

It was also said that the patient could not be subjected to any further stimulation.

The next second, Si Yuan looked up and met a crimson gaze.

Song Yan stood not far away, his suit still damp with the chill of the wind, clearly having rushed here.

Before Si Yuan could speak, he rushed over and grabbed her wrist, squeezing it so hard it hurt.

"Si Yuan!"

Song Yan's voice was filled with suppressed pain, "I don't care how you treat Lin Shuangyu, but Mom raised you for so many years, how could you do something like this to drive her to the hospital?"

The sharp pain in her wrist made Si Yuan frown. She tried to pull her hand away, but Song Yan gripped it even tighter.

She looked up at Song Yan, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes: "Which eye of yours saw me force her into the hospital? She came to my house, plotting to get me to help you. She was the one who fainted from anger after being exposed. How come in your mouth, it's my fault?"

Song Yan was taken aback by her words, but looking at the closed door of the ward, anger overwhelmed his reason: "Even if she's wrong, can't you be a little more lenient with her?"

"She's a patient, you know that! I heard Mom even cooked porridge for you, so she came to see you specially!"

Song Yan looked at him with suspicion: "Si Yuan, what's wrong with you? You've become like this. You have no humanity left!"

Si Yuan didn't want to listen to his unreasonable behavior anymore.

The mother and son said exactly the same thing.

She remembered that just a few days ago, Song Yan had chased after her to Jiangcheng, saying he wanted to make amends and treat her well...

Well, thankfully, there was no news.

"If I were heartless, I wouldn't have brought her to the hospital. Let go!"

"You stay here with me and wait for Mom to wake up."

"I don't!"

"Can't you just listen to me?"

It's that same condescending, didactic tone again.

Si Yuan felt utterly disgusted.

My wrists were pinched until they were red, and the stinging pain spread from my skin to my heart.

"Mom fainted because of you, how can you just leave like this? Or... do you really want to sever all ties with me?"

"It has nothing to do with you. I just don't want to put on a moral blackmail act together again after your mother wakes up."