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Why did she have to tell these things to her son? The most important thing was that these things were unnecessary, and the only thing she was wrong about was marrying Qin Jinlin. She had already sacrificed most of her life for this decision, so why did she have to endure such humiliation?

The son in front of her was staring at her with cold eyes for an answer. Gao Xiulan laughed bitterly, "Why would it be like that? That woman took my husband, took my son's fatherly love, made me young and widowed... Why do you think I want to do this? "

"That is a human life! Mom, how can you be so vicious? "

"Vicious? You dare to call me malicious? " Gao Xiulan looked at Qin Zifei, tears in her eyes.

"Everyone can say that I am vicious and cruel, but you can't say that about me! You are my son, the flesh that fell from my body. I painstakingly grew you up, so you can't say that to me! "

"Can't I tell right from wrong just because you gave birth to me and raised me?" Qin Zifei growled, "If you only raised your son to protect your rights and interests, and only for the sake of filial piety, I would rather you didn't raise me! Furthermore, you should know very well why you wanted to raise me back then, right? "

"You … You unfilial son... Get lost! " Gao Xiulan pointed at Qin Zifei, her fingers still trembling. Qin Zifei glanced at her and turned to leave without a word. She watched her son's figure disappear and sat down dejectedly.

The aunt stepped forward, "Madam, are you alright?"

Gao Xiulan did not say a word, only letting out a long sigh. Her husband didn't love her, and now even her only son had begun to divide up. She felt very bitter in her heart. What was the meaning of living like this?

Qin Zifei returned to the house in a huff. He pushed open the housekeeper who came to greet him, and entered his room with a cold expression. He locked the door, and lay down on his bed in exhaustion. There was an indescribable disappointment, an unspeakable sadness, and an indescribable heartache.

After lying down for an unknown period of time, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door and someone called out, "Young Master, it's time to eat!"

Qin Zifei ignored him and continued lying there without moving. The servant at the door called out a few times, but could not hear his words. After a while, the old man's benevolent voice sounded, "Zifei! Open the door, grandpa has something to talk about with you! "

Qin Zifei grabbed the blanket and covered his head, cutting off all sound outside. Silence and darkness surrounded him. After who knows how long had passed, he actually fell asleep in a daze, saying that he had fallen asleep.

But he still felt conscious. His head hurt and his whole body felt unspeakably sad. He could feel the pain in his heart. It was so painful that he wanted to die. It would be good if he could die just like that!

Just as this thought appeared, he suddenly heard a hoarse scream from inside the mansion, "Not good! Madam … Madame committed suicide! "

Qin Zifei sat up with a start. It was not a dream. There was the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from outside, followed by the sound of a servant's panicked and trembling voice. "Quick, send him to the hospital!"

Someone knocked on the door. "Young master!" Come out! Madame committed suicide! "

Gao Xiulan was in the operating room, while Qin Zifei was leaning against the cold wall, lying on the floor. He held his head in his arms, and if one looked closely, one could see his body trembling. The old man leaned over and patted him lightly, "It will be fine. Don't worry!"

How could he not be worried? The person lying on the operating table was her closest relative, and he was disappointed and resentful because he loved her, because everything that had happened so suddenly had shattered what he had always thought was the best.

But he had never hoped that anything would happen to her. In any case, he was the flesh that had fallen from her body, the flesh that she had painstakingly raised.

The lights in the operation room were extinguished and the door was opened. Qin Zifei stood up abruptly, and a nurse came out first, "Right now your vital signs are stable, you don't have to worry."

Qin Zifei was relieved. Together with the old man and nurse, they pushed Gao Xiulan into the ward, where she was left unconscious. Qin Zifei looked at her pale face, his heart filled with desolation.

It had been three days since Ye You Ran had left the Southern City. During these three days, Mu Jin Yang had called her countless times without anyone answering his call.

Ye You Ran left along with Qin Zifei. Although they weren't on the same plane, Mu Jin Yang didn't believe that they wouldn't have contacted each other. If possible, he really wanted to go abroad and capture this heartless woman.

It was just that the foreign lands were not under his control. With Qin Zifei and Tang Yucheng protecting him, there was nothing he could do about Ye Yulan.

Mu Jinyang felt sad for Liu Jian's mother and daughter. Xia Feifei had simple connections, she didn't have any friends other than Guo Tingting, and Liu Shufen was also very calm. Other than socializing with a few noble wives, she didn't have anything else unusual.

Mu Jinyang was surprised by this result. He had been hoping that Ye Yulan would not appear in the Southern City these days. Besides his mother, only Xia Fei and her daughter remained. Now, all three of them had ruled out Ye You Ran. Could it really be Tang Mingzhu?

Never in his wildest dreams would Mu Jinyang imagine that Liu Shufen would not do things herself. She would hand everything over to Liu Lanzhi's son, who was also the driver of the Xia family.

He would never have thought that Liu Lan Zhi, who had been his babysitter for more than ten years, would actually be in cahoots with Liu Shufen.

Seeing Mu Jinyang frown in thought, Liu Jian stood quietly to the side and waited for him to speak. After a long time, Mu Jinyang finally spoke, "Help me gather some experts at home and abroad to treat infertility. It would be best if they are well-known!"

Liu Jian was stunned. In the past, when Ye You Ran couldn't conceive, he didn't see Mu Jin Yang looking for an infertility expert. But now, why was he looking for an expert like that?

Qin Zifei was standing at the end of the veranda's eaves, smoking. The cigarette butt flickered between light and darkness, shining onto his gloomy face. Footsteps could be heard from behind as a hand rested on his shoulder. "Zifei, grandpa has something to talk to you about."

Qin Zifei nodded and went to the study with the old man. "Grandpa knows about what happened yesterday. Actually, you want to know that there's no need to ask your mother about what happened that year. You can ask Grandpa."

Qin Zi didn't say anything, he just looked at the old man quietly.

"The emotional entanglement between your parents and Ye Xianghan was actually a tragedy caused by the marriage of a rich family. Your grandmother and your grandmother were friends with a handkerchief, and they said that they were going to have a marriage at an early age. When your mother was gentle, kind and virtuous, your grandmother arranged this marriage for your father.

To us, your mother is a good and kind daughter-in-law. She respects her in-laws, respects her husband, and treats her family kindly. It can be said that no one in the family dislikes her, except your father. "

Qin Zifei couldn't help but sneer. "You clearly know that others don't have her in their hearts, yet you still act alone. What is she asking for?"

"You can't tell which side's right and which side's wrong. Look at the elders around you and look at the friends beside you. How many of them are in love with each other?"

Qin Zifei was silent, and the old man continued to speak, "After your father and mother were married, they became depressed, and your mother protected them without any regrets. To the Wealthy Class, marrying this kind of a wife is a blessing, and if you have to blame anyone but Ye Xianghan, you can only blame her. Your father was infatuated with her, so he went to see her, and after seeing Ye Xianghan, he didn't know what she said to your father, but he was unwilling to come back. "

"At that time, you were very young, and your mother couldn't bear to see you lose your fatherly love at such a young age, so she personally went to find your father. But he didn't want to come back, so your mother had no choice but to meet with Ye Xianghan.

"Why did Ye Xianghan not get into a car accident earlier or later, and get into a car accident when she was meeting up with someone?" "What?" The son of Qin asked. Grandpa, do you dare to say that there's no doubt about this matter? "

To be honest, from my perspective, I never felt that your mother was at fault. She's the Qin family's legal and proper wife, and she has the right to defend her marriage.

Ye Xianghan actually died in a car accident on the way. Ye Xianghan's death was just an accident and had nothing to do with your mother. But your father took it for granted that this matter was blamed on your mother, and your mother had always been regretting her decision. She had always thought that if she did not make an appointment with Ye Xianghan, she would not have died.

"If your heart is worthy of its reputation, why would you eat and chant Buddha?"

"Ziyi, don't be so arrogant. Ask yourself, why are you so harsh on your mother? You dare to say that you are not doing this for Ye Yulan? If Ye Xianghan was just a normal person, would you blame your mother like that? Because of your relationship with her, you pushed the blame onto your closest kin, and even wanted to frame her with a crime that no one knew anything about. You don't know what kind of person your mother is, but think about it carefully, is it easy for your mother all these years? "

"I …"

"You are already a man. You have your own thoughts and decisions, your own responsibilities and responsibilities. Grandpa won't force you to live according to grandpa's plan, but grandpa wants you to treat your closest family well!"

Qin Zifei went to the hospital by himself and stood at the door of the ward. Through the glass, he saw his mother leaning against the bed, crying. Tang Mingzhu sat on the bed and held her mother's hand, but he did not know what she was saying.

In all these years, he had never seen his mother cry. Even in the face of his aunt and uncle's mocking and ridicule, in the face of the rumors outside, she had always been strong.

Her mother had always been a kind-hearted person. All these years, she had donated an incalculable amount of money to charity. A wealthy lady like her went to the nursing home to help out with the work, and she couldn't bear to criticize her family's servants.

Ye Xianghan's death should have been an accident, he was so angry that he became confused!

Grandfather was right. If the person in the car accident wasn't Ye Yulan's mother, would he have blamed his mother for it?

He was just unfair! It was only resentment, because the woman he loved could not stay by his side. Because his emotions had been frustrated, he had vented his resentment onto the person closest to him.

His mother had committed suicide because of that. If the servants hadn't discovered it in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

The old man's words echoed in his ears: You are already a man, you have your own thoughts and judgments, your own responsibilities and responsibilities. Grandpa won't force you to live according to grandpa's plans, but grandpa wants you to treat your closest family well!

Qin Zifei stared at his mother in a daze, asking himself repeatedly, Qin Zifei, what have you done for your mother in your life?

He couldn't remember anything. It was as if his mother was the only one who had given anything for him, and he had never given anything for her!

He remembered the pleading look in his mother's eyes that night, "Ming Zhu is a pretty good girl, I really like her. I hope that you also like her and can be together with her!"

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Qin Zifei's mouth. At this moment, he finally understood his father's feelings back then. He couldn't be together with the person he loved. Who else could he not be?