Yu Yaxian had not expected that as soon as she stepped out of the school gate, she would be stopped by a woman.
The woman’s features were sharp, and she raised her hand to deliver a hard slap to Yu Yaxian’s face.
Yu Yaxian stood frozen in place, disbelievingly covering her cheek.
"What are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Du Lianxin pointed at Yu Yaxian, "You must be Yu Yaxian, right? A shameless vixen, always clinging to my son and causing him to perform poorly on his college entrance exams."
Yu Yaxian’s eyes widened as she realized the identity of the person before her.
She had never imagined that Song Qiming would have such a shrewish mother.
People around began whispering and guessing from the words of Du Lianxin, unable to resist commenting.
"This girl looks pretty. I wonder what she did to make the boy’s parents come looking for her."
"Tsk tsk, it’s really embarrassing. See, I told you, you should study hard at school and not think about dating all the time, otherwise you’ll end up like her."
Parents took the opportunity to use this as a negative example to educate their own children.
Yu Yaxian, after all, was not meek, and tears immediately began sliding down from her eyes, her expression pitiable.
"Auntie, I don’t know what misunderstanding you have about me; it was Song Senior who pursued me actively."
Seeing the girl in this state, many people began to sympathize with her.
"Now the state promotes freedom of love, what are you doing?"
"When a child grows up, let them date if they want to date. How can you still resort to hitting someone?"
However, Du Lianxin couldn’t stand Yu Yaxian’s demeanor and spat.
"Stop pretending. You think I don’t know? You are now sleeping in my son’s yard every day, a truly shameless creature, and you still have the face to cry?"
With these words, the onlookers’ view of Yu Yaxian altered.
In conservative times, seeing this young girl living with a boy during her studies made them think less of her self-respect.
Yu Yaxian felt both ashamed and angry. Even when she had been disowned by the Yue Family before, Lin Chunju had never cursed her out .
At that moment, Song Qiming hurried over.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
Du Lianxin coldly retorted, "What am I doing? I’m disciplining this shameless seductress. I’ve already heard from your dad that you did poorly on your exams, and it’s all because of her."
The murmurs from the crowd made Song Qiming, who was usually proud, feel embarrassed, especially with a few familiar faces among the crowd.
He had never looked up to his impetuous mother, but he had never imagined she would create a scene here.
"Enough! This is my own business, don’t interfere." He manly shielded Yu Yaxian behind him.
Yu Yaxian was crying tearfully, her appearance utterly miserable.
This made Du Lianxin seem like the evil mother-in-law who beats the mandarin ducks.
Laughing in anger, Du Lianxin said, "Fine, I see you don’t consider me your mother at all. Go ahead, go live with this woman from now on!"
After saying that, she glared at Yu Yaxian, then turned and left.
Song Qiming hesitated, aware that his mother, though vulgar, was very shrewd in certain respects.
Du Lianxin knew she had been lucky to connect with Song Hongye, a young intellectual who had moved to the countryside, and because they had a son, Song Qiming, she was smoothly brought back to the city with him.
Therefore, she firmly held control of the finances at home. Every month when Song Hongye would get his salary, she followed closely behind him.
Song Hongye was a professor, and for the sake of his dignity, fearful of disputing in front of his colleagues, he had to obediently give the envelope stuffed with money to Du Lianxin.
Today, with her words, she was clearly cutting off his financial sources.
Song Qiming was still hesitating whether to catch up and apologize when Yu Yaxian threw herself into his shoulder and started sobbing.
Song Qiming had to console her while a surge of anger grew within him.
Hmph, he was determined to be with Yu Yaxian. After their results were out, and they both got admitted to a university, Du Lianxin would surely not object anymore.
As the crowd witnessing this "tragic lovers’ drama" scattered, Yue Qingqing subtly moved her fingertips.
Two thick grey chains suddenly coiled around Song Qiming and Yu Yaxian who were embracing each other.
The golden seals on them were slowly peeled off, the chains turned from grey to dark, becoming blackish red.