"On what grounds are you preventing me from leaving?"
Tang Xincheng no longer cared to show courtesy at this point, as being polite to others had always seemed only natural to him. From childhood to adulthood, the people he had encountered all held strong, upright values, especially in the military, where integrity was the norm. Coming across someone like Ren's mother was truly a first-time experience for him.
"Because your mother is the one I gave birth to."
Ren's mother found Tang Xincheng unpleasant to look at from any angle, just like his own mother, always seeming to oppose her.
"Let go of me, I need to find my mother," Tang Xincheng's voice rose. He didn't care what the Ren family thought. He was born to his own mother, not Ren's mother. He wanted to find his mother, he wanted to go home, he never wanted to come to this godforsaken place again, never wanted to see that old witch ever again.
"Be gentle, don't hurt him,"
