Humiliated by my mother-in-law, I married into a wealthy family with my son four years later

Chapter 305 Steady Mother

Jiang Man avoided his gaze and said, "I'm just doing this out of kindness."

"Say that again!" Su Heng was really angry and pinched her face directly. "Am I a machine? You say these things as if it's so easy. Have you ever considered my feelings?"

Jiang Man was speechless.

"It's true that we were together, but that's all in the past! Don't you understand how I treat you, or are you pretending not to understand? How could you say such heartless things?!"

Su Heng became more and more angry as he spoke, and he pulled her over and said, "If you still don't understand, then I don't mind showing you right now!"

Jiang Man was stunned: "What to show?"

His eyes became deep, with a familiar spark flickering in them, "What do you think?"

Jiang Man's heart was filled with alarm, and he quickly shouted: "Su Heng, are you crazy? This is on the street, we... We are in the car."

Su Heng leaned forward and glared at her, saying, "Jiang Man, I was just too nice to you before! That's why you dare to be so unscrupulous and do whatever you want!"

"Can you please be more reasonable?"

"You want to talk to me rationally at this time? Okay, we can change the way we 'communicate'!" After Su Heng finished speaking, he began to unbutton her clothes.

"Aheng!"

Su Heng found that he was somewhat out of control.

When he kissed her, Jiang Man's mind went blank!

Jiang Man felt like the car was full of prying eyes! She hurriedly grabbed her clothes and put them on to cover her spring scenery.

Su Heng chuckled, put his hand into her clothes, and stroked her smooth back. "Will you dare to break up with me next time?"

Jiang Man turned his face away and said, "You know the problem between us."

Su Heng pinched her chin and forced her to face him: "Jiang Man, no matter what obstacles we encounter, I will not give up our relationship."

Jiang Man looked into his eyes, where she saw the firmness that she was familiar with.

She lowered her eyes, gently hugged his waist, and rested her cheek on his chest, "I believe you."

But things in the world are often not as we wish.

Wenwen followed his father to this strange place and looked around nervously. "Where is this?" he asked.

Pu Jing stood in front of the car and looked ahead. "Haven't you always wanted to know about your mother?"

Wenwen was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

Pu Jing had always been tight-lipped about Wenwen's mother, never mentioning her. When he was younger, Pu Jing would ask about her urgently, and she'd simply say "dead," which made him cry several times. As he grew older, he stopped asking about her and got used to living without her.

"Let's go, he's inside."

Pu Jing said this and strode forward.

Standing there hesitantly, unwilling to take a step, Pu Jing frowned and looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

"Yingying is still at home. If she can't see me now, she will definitely cry and refuse to eat. Let's go back."

Pu Jing glanced at his son and suddenly said, "You don't want to see her anymore?"

He lowered his head and stopped talking.

Pu Jing ignored the fact that he was still a child and said in a tone of negotiation with an adult: "I'll give you one more chance. If you don't want to see her, you will never see her again from now on."

Wenwen's body shook, and his face showed a look of struggle.

What child doesn't want to see his mother? Even if he has never seen her since he was born, how could he bear to miss the chance today?

So, Wenwen nodded with difficulty: "I want to, I want to see her."

Pu Jing didn't say much, turned around and walked in first, not caring whether he followed behind or not.

The little guy had a hard time keeping up, and his short legs kept speeding up his pace.

When he reached the villa, Pu Jing knocked on the door, which was quickly opened. He stepped in sideways and saw that his father had disappeared, so he quickly followed him in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a beautiful older sister. I was stunned for a moment, then raised my head and stared at her intently.

I always feel that it is familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it.

Ding Xin also avoided him with a complicated look and turned to walk inside.

Wenwen blinked twice, and Pu Jing waved at him while sitting on the sofa. He sat beside him obediently, looking towards the stairs. He was very concerned about whether the woman called "Mom" would be as gentle as Aunt Manman.

Ding Xin brought the dessert over and put it on the table. She looked up at Wenwen, then looked away and sat opposite him.

Pu Jing's lips curled up into a subtle smile, hard to tell if it was a joke or something else. He slowly said, "The mother you've been longing to see is right in front of you. Why are you speechless?"

Wenwen was utterly astonished. This beautiful woman in front of him, as beautiful as a painting, was actually his mother?!

Ding Xin looked a little uneasy, constantly changing her sitting position, her eyes always avoiding Wenwen. It was as if this drama of "recognizing relatives" was not her original intention.

"You." Wenwen asked blankly, with a hint of caution in his voice, "Are you really my mother?"

Ding Xin did not respond immediately. After a moment's silence, she managed to squeeze out a "hmm".

Wenwen widened her eyes in astonishment, "But how come you are so beautiful, like a big star?"

The little guy suddenly had an idea and looked at her with wide eyes: "You are not really a celebrity, are you?"

He remembered that before in kindergarten, Xuanxuan once held up a newspaper and boasted that the woman in the newspaper was his father's new girlfriend.

Ding Xin subconsciously reminded: "Don't tell anyone that you came here to see me, understand?"

The severity in her tone made Wenwen frown slightly.

Pu Jing glanced at her and sneered, "You are more like an outsider than me, your biological father."

He lit a cigarette, not caring that his son was right next to him, took a deep puff, and there was still a hint of indifference and sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

Ding Xin's expression was still unnatural. "Your name is Wenwen, right?"

Wenwen remained silent and had begun to feel resistance towards her.

"The master is talking to you!" Ding Xin frowned.

Wenwen remained silent, just staring at her with his pair of clear black eyes.

"you--"

Pu Jing put out his cigarette in the ashtray and looked up. "You've been acting for so many years, but you still don't know how to act as a mother?"

Ding Xin was stunned for a moment, then stopped talking, picked up the cigarettes on his table, took out one, and lit it skillfully.

Wenwen saw it and frowned in disgust.

Pu Jing patted his little head and said, "Go play in the yard by yourself."

Wenwen stood up and walked out without saying a word.

Ding Xin reminded again: "If anyone asks you, just say you are the nanny's grandson, remember?"

He slammed the door and left without looking back.

"You have such a bad temper! I don't know who you inherited it from!" Ding Xin took two more puffs of the cigarette in annoyance.