Hong Kong is in full swing

Zhang Jiao stood quietly at the door, watching all this, with an indescribable complex emotion welling up in her heart.

"This Xin Yuan is also the same. She has to do something against Yu Wan."

Wei Changming glanced calmly at Wei Rongsong who was pushing the wheelchair over, "Who can explain the conflict between little girls?"

He sighed softly, as if he felt helpless and didn't quite understand this dispute between children.

In his opinion, these small conflicts are inevitable in the process of growing up, but for his family, such things make the air heavy.

Zhang Jiao was a little angry. "Even if you want to target her, you can't do this in our house."

There was obvious dissatisfaction and blame in his words. It was obvious that he was extremely disappointed and dissatisfied with Zhong Xinyuan's actions in his own home. After all, as a member of the host family, seeing such a thing happen at home always makes people feel disgusted.

The water cup was gently placed on the table, making a slight clinking sound, and then silence returned.

Wei Rongsong looked at his mother calmly, his tone without any fluctuation, "Mom, I didn't hear what you said just now. Can you say it again?"

Calm and firm words broke the silence in the room, as if waiting for a clearer answer, but everyone knew that he said this more to express his doubts rather than because he really didn't hear what his mother said.

Zhang Jiao blushed slightly, clearly caught off guard by her son's sudden and direct question. However, she tried her best to maintain her composure and said, "What's with your attitude? Talking to your mother like that?"

Although he tried to remain stern in his words, he could not hide the hint of embarrassment that was faintly revealed, as if he felt a little uneasy about his own position.

Wei Rongsong remained expressionless. "If you feel my tone was inappropriate, I apologize. But I also want you to explain what you mean by 'it's okay if she's targeting Yu Wan.'"

He continued the conversation in his usual calm and unquestionable manner, each word spoken slowly and thoughtfully, getting to the heart of the matter.

Then he continued to ask: "What qualifications does Zhong Xinyuan have to target Yu Wan? Who does she think she is?"

His tone subtly revealed his protection for Yu Wan and his contempt for Zhong Xinyuan's actions.

Faced with such a series of blunt questions, Zhang Jiao suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. "I just said the wrong thing by mistake. Why are you holding me to such a grudge?"

Trying to defuse the sudden argument by downplaying it, hoping to end the conversation quickly and avoid making the situation more awkward.

"Whether you said something wrong or looked down on Yu Wan, you know it well."

Wei Rongsong said bluntly: "I said, Yu Wan is my savior. Mom, if you don't respect her, you don't value my life."

He looked at the other person with an unwavering gaze, and every word he said was very serious, expressing his truest thoughts and his uncompromising attitude on certain principled issues.

Feeling the cold air and her son's final powerful words, Zhang Jiao's heart couldn't help but tremble.

"If you don't want me to, I'll move out and stop bothering you."

After saying this, Wei Rongsong's expression was still so calm and indifferent, but the determination and sadness behind it were facts that no one could ignore.

Zhang Jiao looked as if she had heard something unacceptable. A look of disbelief flashed in her eyes. She pointed at Wei Rongsong and said to Wei Changming, "Did you hear what he just said to me? He actually threatened me like this for Yu Wan? This is simply ridiculous. How could he say such a thing?"

Wei Changming also frowned, obviously troubled by this matter. "Rory, your mother just made a slip of the tongue. She didn't mean to say that. Your relationship shouldn't be strained because of such trivial matters."

Wei Rongsong didn't believe these excuses. His face turned stern. "Whether it was unintentional or intentional, I don't want to hear such things again. I can't tolerate anyone slandering Yu Wan in front of me like this. Otherwise, don't blame me for getting angry. I will seriously consider whether to make my bottom line clear to you."

Zhang Jiao was enraged by this. Her emotions instantly exploded, and her voice rose a few degrees. "Rory! You're going too far! It's not certain whether Yu Wan is your savior or not. Why are you so sure to stand on her side? I'm your biological mother, the one who carried you for ten months and gave birth to you with great pains. Don't you feel sorry for me for being so rude to me for an outsider? Okay, even if I said this on purpose, are you really going to turn against me for her? I'm your biological mother!"

Wei Rongsong grasped the key point in her words, frowned, and asked, "What do you mean it's not certain whether she is my savior? What kind of rumors have you heard that make you have such doubts? Tell me, I want to hear what your so-called evidence is."

Zhang Jiao was speechless and her face turned pale. She was obviously shocked by her son's questioning.

Wei Rongsong's mouth was tight, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes. "I told you before not to believe those rumors outside. Most of them are groundless and unfounded. Why do you still believe them? Does our mother-son relationship really need to be built on these unfounded things? I am really disappointed."

"You can't blame your mother entirely," Wei Changming interjected. "She's just too worried about you, and that's why she lets all the nonsense from the outside world cloud her judgment. Sometimes, she's just trying to protect you."

"Because you're too worried about me, you look down on my savior and think she deserves to be bullied?"

Wei Rongsong's words were full of confusion and anger.

He simply couldn't understand why his family would have such a bad attitude towards the person who saved his life.

Wei Rongsong couldn't suppress his anger. "If Huo Sheng hadn't noticed something was wrong and rushed to find Yu Wan today, would she have been raped? Would she have died silently in the villa?"

Every word that came out of his mouth was like a sharp sword piercing his mother's heart.

He was questioning and also standing up for the brave girl.

"Mom, if the same thing happened to me, on our turf, as a guest of the Wei family, and my savior encountered this kind of thing, and you insisted that she had it all to herself and was deliberately being made difficult for her, then if it was me or my sister, injured and hospitalized while saving someone, and encountered this kind of thing in someone else's house, what would you think?"