Qian Yiru becomes increasingly agitated, walking up to Qin Lang and giving him a fierce shove.
"That little wretch?" She must be referring to her, right?
Luo Qingli shook her head. Qin Lang and Qin Ming were both her sons, yet the difference in how they were treated was so drastic!
Qin Lang was truly tolerant. If she were in his shoes, with such parents, she would have rejected them long ago.
However, upon reflection, Luo Qingli thought she might still provide for them, but certainly wouldn't live with them.
"Mother, I can make my own decisions," Qin Lang spoke, his tone cold.
"Decisions, what decisions? Was your decision the reason your brother now lies dead in a lawsuit? He was my most beloved son! Why didn't you die in his place? That would have saved me from all this anger."
Qian Yiru never considered that such angry accusations would hurt her other son.
Protecting one child can mean being unfair to another.
