"All the hardships I endured to raise you, and this is how you repay me? You ungrateful son!"

"Tell me, is it that woman who taught you to do this? That woman is a scourge, venomous at heart; even in death, she continues to plague me. She deserves..."

"Enough!" Hang Qingming didn't care what insults his mother hurled at him, but he couldn't tolerate her saying even half a bad word about Ah Meng: "Mother (since he found out that Ah Meng had been mistreated behind his back by his mother, he stopped calling her 'mom' and used 'mother' instead), Ah Meng never received maternal love as a child.

After she joined me, she treated you with the same respect and devotion as she would her own mother, never once defying your wishes;"

"Whenever you called, she would drop everything to attend to you, even if she was in the middle of negotiating millions in business, she'd throw it all aside and rush back to you as fast as she could;"

"You mentioned wanting to travel, and every time, Ah Meng would busily make all the arrangements for you;"

"Worried that you wouldn't adapt abroad due to the language barrier, Ah Meng left the company's affairs behind to accompany you, ensuring you had a happy and enjoyable trip, always returning with both large and small gifts;"

"Whatever item you took a liking to, Ah Meng would buy it for you, eventually even getting a supplementary card issued specifically for you to spend freely;"

"When your friends visited, Ah Meng served you like a maid, making sure you both were comfortable and well-attended to, and even gave them perfectly thoughtful gifts upon departure, earning you plenty of face in front of them;"

"But what about you?"

"Always believing yourself to be from an elegant background, you looked down upon Ah Meng, despised her, and continually found ways to make life difficult for her, acting superior even when you needed money or for Ah Meng to earn you respect;"

"When Ah Meng wanted to hire a servant to care for you and Dad, you disagreed, claiming that servants were unreliable and insisted that Ah Meng serve you;"

"Every day Ah Meng would have to clean, cook three meals, and even rush back at noon to prepare lunch for you. Occasionally when I'd help with chores, you'd glare angrily at me and afterward make things even harder for Ah Meng;"

"In the harsh winter, you made Ah Meng hand-wash those thick winter clothes, causing her hands to become covered in chilblains, itchy, and painful, keeping her up all night;"

"Several times I couldn't help wanting to discuss this with you, but Ah Meng always stopped me, saying that serving you was her duty as a daughter-in-law;"

"You're blind to Ah Meng's filial piety and contributions. When you found out Ah Meng couldn't have children, you colluded with outsiders to drive her away;

"Now that Ah Meng is gone, you still covet her inheritance, criticizing her constantly;

"Mother, how has Ah Meng ever wronged you? Why did you treat her like an enemy? Why? Why?"

In the wake of his beloved's death, Hang Qingming's long-repressed anger and resentment erupted uncontrollably, like a wildfire that grew more intense and unstoppable.

Seeing Ah Ming's grief, hatred, and self-reproach, Yang Mengchen's heart shattered.

Her forbearance had only emboldened her mother-in-law's arrogance and deeply hurt Ah Ming. She was wrong!

Before Hou Jingya could say anything, Hang Zijue had already sternly reprimanded his wife: "Shut up!" He then looked at his son, desolate with grief, and asked, "Mingming, what do you intend to do?" There was a look of resolution in his son's eyes. Could it be?

Throughout their marriage, it was the first time her husband had spoken to her with such harsh words, prompting Hou Jingya to fall silent.

"Your son has been unfilial!" Hang Qingming knelt before his parents: "Without Ah Meng, I have no desire to live; I've decided to be with her. She was timid and would be scared alone over there; please rest assured, parents, I will arrange for your well-being in the future and won't leave you in desolation in your old age."

Upon hearing this, Hou Jingya screamed in shock: "You actually intend to go be with that woman, have you lost your mind? I do not agree!"

She regretted it.

If she had known things would turn out this way, she'd rather have kept that woman around, at least for the continuous flow of money to squander.

Now that she had nothing, and with her son's salary not being low, she still had meat to eat at every meal. But without her son, she would have no choice but to live a life of poverty, eating coarse food. How could she bear it?

"What have you decided?" Hang Zijue asked.

Hang Qingming with a resolved expression: "My mind is set, please grant me this, parents!"

"Okay!" Since the former daughter-in-law left, their son had not had a single day of happiness. Hang Zijue was willing to grant his son's wish: "Go in peace, your mother and I will move to a nursing home, don't worry about us."

"Thank you, Dad!" Hang Qingming knew he was unfilial, but without Ah Meng, his life was nothing more than a walking corpse.

"Dad, rest assured and go be with Aunty Yang. I will take care of Grandpa and Grandma unto their last days!" Hang Shunmiao suddenly entered, kneeling beside Hang Qingming: "I've grown up, and I'll take good care of Grandpa and Grandma!"

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