After speaking, he moved the wheelchair and tried to bypass her.
It seemed that the words of Rong Qingqing had touched Mrs. Shen. Seeing that Shen Jue was about to return to his room, Mrs. Shen walked over to Shen Jue.
Her voice was gentle, "Ah Jue, you can treat it as accompanying mom for a walk. Ever since the accident, except for going to the hospital, you haven't left this house."
"Qingqing is right, it's good to go out and get some fresh air. Mom and Qiaoqiao will go too."
Rong Qingqing's words also made Mrs. Shen realize that since the accident, Shen Jue hadn't left the house at all, and it made her understand that staying cooped up at home might not be good for Shen Jue.
"Go out for what? To show people my crippled state?" Shen Jue's eyes lowered, his words were full of self-mockery.
"Haven't I endured enough jokes in the past six months? If possible, I'd rather not even go to the hospital. Anyway, things have already come to this, what's the difference whether I go or not?"
"Brother, don't be ~" Shen Qiao's voice was choked.
Mrs. Shen's face changed even more.
As a mother, hearing such words from a child, each word pierced her heart.
Rong Qingqing stood on the side, wanting to speak to comfort Mrs. Shen, but considering her own eloquence, she decided against it.
Rather than have her comfort someone, she might as well just bash Shen Jue's head.
"Compared to those who died, you're still alive, you should know how lucky you are." Rong Qingqing grabbed Shen Jue's wheelchair.
"I heard that during the accident it was your father who pushed you out of the way so you survived. Had he known you'd end up , he might have taken you with him, sparing your mother the sorrow of you staying here."
With force, Rong Qingqing pushed Shen Jue's wheelchair out while continuing to harangue him.
"There's one thing I know is unpleasant to say, but I can't help but say it."
Rong Qingqing kicked Shen Jue's toe, "Look at you, it's your legs that are crippled, not your brain. How did an accident turn you brain-dead? Can't you figure out such a simple reason on your own?"
By the time everyone was left dumbfounded, Rong Qingqing had already pushed Shen Jue out the door.
Lin Bufan stood at the door like air, awkwardly touching his nose.
Is the boss facing his strongest opponent?
Playing the role of a gloomy young disabled master will probably get tougher for the boss in the future.
Lin Bufan thought over and over, unable to find another person who dared to scold Shen Jue .
Indeed, unprecedented and likely never to be surpassed.
Rong Qingqing pushed Shen Jue out, and Mrs. Shen called Shen Qiao to follow after them.
The servants in the courtyard looked at each other but no one dared to step forward and stop Rong Qingqing from pushing a grim-faced Shen Jue away.
Only when they had gone far did Seventh Uncle ask Lin Bufan, "Assistant Lin, won't you go after them? Young master doesn't look very happy."
"You also know the boss is unhappy now? His temper has worsened since the accident. Should I go and act as cannon fodder? If you want to go, go ahead, I'm not going."
Lin Bufan waved his hand, "I won't volunteer to be scolded by the boss. Anyway, Miss Qingqing is now the boss's fiancée, along with madam and the young lady. The boss won't do anything to Miss Qingqing."
Saying that, Lin Bufan slipped away in front of Seventh Uncle with a look ready to slack off.
Exiting Shen Manor, a walk around the lakeside for about ten minutes leads to a government-built park.