An Muxin was momentarily speechless.
Lin Xu had come to understand.
His eyes slowly turned blood-red, and finally, he pushed An Muxin away from him.
"You are not my mother, you are not."
"Xu..." Watching Lin Xu leave, An Muxin also felt as if her heart was being torn apart.
He was her only son, and she had never wished for their relationship to become like this.
Everything she did was for his own good, but he remained trapped in sentimental ties, unable to extricate himself.
She had thought she had finally found a woman she liked and whom he also loved to become her daughter-in-law.
But it all turned out to be a scam…
She gritted her teeth and thought, Su Tingyan, you just wait.
When Su Tingyan returned home, Gu Jiao hurriedly said, "What do we do now? I saw An Muxin contacting people; it seems she intends to harm us."
Su Tingyan took a sip of air and when he set down the glass, it rattled with the tremor.
