Gao Wen’s hair was disheveled, and her silk pajamas were crumpled up.
Ye Cheng reached out to remove the bottle of wine from his mother’s arms.
Gao Wen, who was woken up by the movement, hurriedly snatched the bottle back. She hugged it tightly in her arms and asked unhappily, “What are you doing?”
Ye Cheng was overwhelmed with a sense of helplessness as he kneeled on one knee and said, “Mom, stop drinking so much. Give me the wine bottle. You should go and take a hot bath and have a good sleep.”
Gao Wen stared at Ye Cheng for a long time before she said, “Oh, it’s you.”
Ye Cheng’s heart was filled with bitterness upon hearing the disappointment in Gao Wen’s voice. He could not help but ask, “Who do you want me to be?”
Gao Wen tightened her hold on the wine bottle and shifted her body before she lazily said, “I thought you’re that useless Ye He.”
Ye Cheng could not help but sigh. He moved to sit cross-legged on the ground before he calmly asked, “If you don’t love him, why did you marry him?”
Gao Wen muttered to herself, “When I caught him cheating, I’d beat those b*tches up! Since they’re shameless, I’d strip them ***** and throw them on the streets. I wanted to see how they were going to face the world…” She laughed self-deprecatingly before she continued to say, “Those few years, my senses were really keen. I’d always know when he was having an affair, and I’d always be able to find those women. Those days were really great…”
Gao Wen laughed heartily before she took another swig from the wine bottle. She did not want to sober up. “Son, don’t look down on women, do you understand? Since ancient times, many men had lost at the hands of women because they underestimated women. Your father thinks he’s smart and underestimated me. He thought that since I married him and gave birth to his son, there was nothing I could do. He forced me… He forced me to retaliate…”
Ye Cheng naturally knew what his mother was talking about.
Ever since he was young, his understanding of women was based on his mother; women were fierce. The person he was most unwilling to mention in front of his classmates was his mother. Although he knew his father had wronged his mother, he could not help but feel embarrassed of his mother..
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