Chapter 116: Chapter 115: So Many Flaws, Don’t Know Where to Start (Added Chapter)
Su Qinghe had just sat down when he suddenly regretted it.
He hadn’t come here to listen to a jumble of excuses.
But after all, she was Mianmian’s mother, so he asked indifferently, “Oh? Would you mind talking about it?”
“Mianmian, she…” Mentioning the past, Fu Man instinctively covered her abdomen, looking distractedly at some spot, as the memories came flooding back.
“Mianmian was always a handful even when she was in my womb. She developed quickly, taking up much of the living space that should have belonged to Nuannuan. Mianmian grew up fine, but it came at Nuannuan’s expense. The doctor warned us several times that Nuannuan might be born weak.”
“Weak is fine, they’re both my flesh and blood, I couldn’t give up on either. But the birth wasn’t easy, I had a difficult labor with Mianmian, it took a long time for her to come out. As a result, Nuannuan was trapped inside for too long and nearly suffocated to death.”
“It took a great effort to save Nuannuan’s life. She had to stay in an incubator for a whole month before she started to get better. Poor Nuannuan, so frail and sickly since she was young, couldn’t stand a draft, and it was only as she grew up that she gradually improved. And I… due to that childbirth, lost the ability to conceive again.”
Su Qinghe furrowed his brows, not quite understanding—was she blaming all this on Lu Mian?
But to say that Lu Mian was healthy, he remained skeptical.
Although Mianmian was tall, she was so thin that a gust of wind could blow her over, hardly fitting the description of “developed quickly, grew up well” as Mrs. Lu had said.
“Mrs. Lu, your behavior seems more like displacing anger,” he shook his head.
“Mr. Su, you’ve misunderstood, I’m not blaming Mianmian…” Though she said she wasn’t blaming, in her heart, the scales had long tipped in one direction.
She pursed her lips, the heavy nasal sound making her voice seem even more forlorn and deep.
“I admit I am biased. Our family’s circumstances were average, without servants; looking after two children was too exhausting for me, especially with Nuannuan being so weak. Naturally, I focused more on her. As for Mianmian, I paid her less attention and had less patience…”
She rambled on about many things, including the matter of the snuff bottle.
Su Qinghe didn’t know what to say for a moment; maybe there were too many holes to argue with.
He waved his hand, dismissing the conversation.
There’s no reasoning with such foolish people; maybe one day she will truly understand where she went wrong.
And realize what she has truly lost.
In the yard, Lu Xinnuan was still confronting Lu Mian.
Her frustration boiled into rage, and she blurted out, “You fought with me even in the womb, making me weak, stunting my growth, and causing our mother to lose the ability to have more children. It’s all because of you!”
Fat Hao and Shouhao were both baffled, turning their gazes simultaneously toward Lu Mian.
Lu Mian wasn’t angry, just smiling.
Crushing the green leaf in her hand, she cocked her head, her smile filled with scorn. The angrier the other party became, the calmer she was, calm as a stagnant pool, unaffected by anything Lu Xinnuan said.
She slowly walked up to her, towering over her due to her height advantage.
Her fingertips, holding the sharp edge of the leaf, glided inch by inch across Lu Xinnuan’s cheek.
Lu Xinnuan’s body was tense, as if being sliced and stirred.
“Lu Xinnuan…” she said faintly, “what I owed your family was repaid two years ago.”
“Repaid? How can you repay the parenting grace of our parents? How can you make up for my childhood frailty?”
“Heh…” Lu Mian was still smiling, her eyes as cold as ever, devoid of warmth.
As she spoke, her smile turned vicious, her fingers moving from Lu Xinnuan’s cheek to her neck, and with a deft pinch, she seized all of Lu Xinnuan’s breath in an instant.
Caught off guard, Lu Xinnuan’s mind went blank, gasping for air, feeling like her eyes were about to burst out. She internally cried out for help…
She had no doubt that if Lu Mian applied any more pressure, her neck could snap with a crack.
She struggled to breathe, pleading with tears in her eyes, only to see that Lu Mian was still smiling.
Lu Mian’s voice, distant and cold, reached her ears.
“You can keep acting up. But I promise, I will slowly destroy everything you have now!”