“Ma… you really don’t mind?”

Mrs. Yue, who thought Yue Tingfeng was asking about the crashed car replied, “What’s there to mind, isn’t it just some money, do you lack that small amount?”

Yue Tingfeng was quiet for a moment then said, “I saw her cry today and it made my heart hurt. I was thinking, if it makes her smile, I’m willing to do anything for her.”

Mrs. Yue put down her phone, stared at Yue Tingfeng in surprise, patted his head lightly. “Oh son, sometimes you should just follow your heart. Regarding your emotions, it’s not that complicated. If you miss someone, care for her. If you feel jealous, that is love. Do not doubt nor fight with yourself. If you remain stubborn, you will regret it in a few more years.”

Yue Tingfeng was stunned, he… fell in love with Yan Qingsi? Was this for real?

Yue Tingfeng’s heartbeat accelerated, he wanted to say something but had no idea what to say. His mind was blank.

Based on Yue Tingfeng’s reaction, Mrs. Yue knew her stupid son was still confused about his feelings.

She stretched out her hand and gave Yue Tingfeng a light pat on his head. “Stupid boy, you only know how to sleep with people. After so many nights, have you not realized it yet? With your temper, after being slept with, you didn’t ruin her. Instead, you let her do as she likes. You tell me. If you’re not into her, what else are you into?”

Yue Tingfeng’s face instantly blushed. He stood up, then went upstairs.

Mrs. Yue laughed out loud.

Yue Tingfeng took a few steps, turned around and asked. “Ma… did you regret marrying my dad?”

Mrs. Yue’s smile faded slightly, saying, “Of course I regret it, but… what’s the point of regret? You’re already out here jumping around for so many years and I’m already old. Might as well just continue living like this. It’s not bad living like this. I can do as I like. I’m never short on money. I feel content.”

The reason Mrs. Yue could maintain this mentality for so many years was mainly due to her attitude of positivity and contentment. If Mrs. Helan did not purposefully target Yan Qingsi today, Mrs. Yue might have not cared about this issue, feigned ignorance and just laughed it off.

She was naive, but not stupid. If she seemed stupid in the past, that was because she could not be bothered.

“Then, did you think about getting a divorce?”

Mrs. Yue nodded. “Of course I did, I was not stupid. At that time I wanted the divorce badly but with you holding on to my legs crying, I could only stay.”

The corner of Yue Tingfeng’s lips curled upwards. “Ma, I’ll find happiness in the future, I guarantee it.

Mrs. Yue harrumphed. “Pfft, save it for after you managed to find a wife. With your damned temper, who would willingly choose you?”

Mrs. Yue’s position, if given to someone else or a different personality, would not be able to live as comfortably. Her entire life could be considered to be smooth sailing. She was pampered in her early years by her parents. Shaping her with a naive and straight forward attitude. The only misfortune in her life was most likely her marriage with the wrong person, yet she was considered lucky as she had a child. Her child, being the only heir to the Yue Family, meant nobody could usurp her child and her position within the family.

After all those years, Mrs. Yue’s attitude was always the same. ‘What’s a husband? I don’t care if he’s dead or alive, as long as my son and I are living well.’

Yue Tingfeng waited by the bedside, observing Yan Qingsi with his chin rested in his hand.

Seeing that her brows twitched. She gradually opened her eyes. Those alluring pupils, dark and emotionless, took a while before it slowly regained focus.

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