Du Shujian, with a cold face, said, "Mom, are you satisfied now?"
Zhang Xiaolu's face was full of triumph: "This is what I call cutting the Gordian knot, it's good for everyone."
She was naturally in a very good mood, eager to spread the news that Jiang Jingya, that damn woman, had suffered a setback.
Du Shujian felt like dying, suddenly standing up: "Mom, you've been fighting with Auntie Jiang for half your life, but have you been happy all these years?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaolu's face changed drastically: "Du Shujian, you are my son, do you really find your mother so displeasing?"
Du Shujian didn't want to say any more to his own mother, turning to leave.
Just as he was about to step out the door, he paused: "Mom, whatever happened back then, I don't want to question it, but your scheming has ruined your son's life. You've succeeded."
