Title: The Villain’s Mother
Translator: Fuyu
Chapter 150 - I’m an ungrateful rat in the eyes of outsiders (2)
“Ungrateful?” Ruan Xia savored that word and meaningfully said, “Your great-aunt might have only taken you in because she wanted the huge insurance payout, the compensation for the accidental deaths, and those two properties. This was a good deal for her. I’m guessing that for the sake of those things, she struggled hard.”
In this world, people did things that seemed worthy of admiration, but they weren’t worth mentioning in terms of monetary benefits.
“Moreover, is it important how outsiders see you? In the eyes of outsiders, you’re successful in your career, a CEO, and firmly established in the capital city. Everyone in the world worships the strong. Just take what happened recently as an example. From the moment you arrived at her home, nothing you said or did could be considered polite. You even prodded at their sore points multiple times, but they can only bear it. They can even go along with it and put on fake smiles. Why is that?
“It’s because they know you’re different now. They know you’re in a stronger position than them. Do you think they’re not angry? I guess that after we left, they were angry enough to vomit blood. But the funniest thing is that more than being angry at you, they worried that you’re angry with them.”
Not only was Song Tingshen not a soft persimmon, he was a ball cactus. If people dared to pinch him, then they had to be prepared to be stabbed and bleed.
Ruan Xia didn’t know why Song Tingshen had said those words to her. This seemed out-of-character for him.
But when she looked at Little Wang on the bed, she vaguely understood. Perhaps, in Song Tingshen’s eyes, since she wasn’t planning on divorcing him and was getting better little by little - and maybe it was only for Little Wang’s sake - he would treat her as a family member.
Family member...
Ruan Xia sighed in relief. Based on her understanding of Song Tingshen, being his family member was a very blessed thing. Maybe it was because he had lost his parents when he was young and hadn’t experienced the warmth of a family since then, so he always put his family first. She dared to say that Little Wang was far more important to him than his career.
She hoped that she wasn’t reading into things that didn’t exist. Having said that, with Song Tingshen’s temperament, if he saw her as an outsider, he wouldn’t have bothered taking her with him to his hometown and letting her see the drama between him and his relatives. From start to finish, she had practically been a backdrop during that visit. He could have singled out his great-aunt and her family one by one to deal with.
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“After my parents passed away and my great-aunt took me in, she treated me very well at the beginning. However, those days didn’t last long. After that initial period, she didn’t treat me particularly well or bad. I also knew that it was normal to go through these things when you’re living under someone’s roof, so I was grateful to her all the way until I entered middle school. Back then, I even wanted to earn money to repay her when I grew up.”
Song Tingshen’s tone was very light as he continued to say, “When I graduated from elementary school she arranged for me to work at a local factory. Back then, child labor laws weren’t very strict. In addition, she knew people in the factory. After that, every summer and winter vacation, I would go out to earn money to pay for what she spent on my books and living expenses. In reality, I didn’t spend much money since starting middle school.”
Ruan Xia was dumbstruck.
“When I got into the best college in the capital city, the principal at my high school awarded me several thousand yuan, but that wasn’t enough for the college tuition. At that time, my great-aunt made it clear that she didn’t have the money to let me attend a college in the capital city and told me to attend a third-tier local college instead. This way, tuition would be free. I wasn’t willing, so I spent the summer working as a tutor and handing out flyers. After being busy all summer, I was finally able to earn the remaining amount I needed for tuition and living expenses for one semester.”