She became a god

When Chen Lai said this, his tone was stern, and he didn't seem to be faking it.

Everyone present was stunned. If Su Mingzhu had said something like that, they would have thought it was perfectly normal.

But Chen Lai, who was always the gentlest and kindest to ordinary women, suddenly showed such a cruel side today.

Everyone felt something was off; something was very wrong!

He Cuihua couldn't help but shudder; this crazy woman was terrifying!

She instinctively wanted to get away from the madman, but found herself floating in mid-air with a pair of hands around her neck.

It's that madman!

The madman's hand gripped her neck, and he fiercely demanded, "Speak! Why won't you love your daughter!"

He Cuihua wanted to argue, but seeing those red eyes, she had no choice but to tell the truth, "I don't know how to love children. Xiaoya is my first child, and this is my first time being a mother!"

"You're lying... You don't love children, but you do love boys! This isn't your first time being a mother! You're your husband's bride, you're a son's mother, but you're definitely not a daughter's mother! You don't love daughters, and you certainly don't love women, including yourself, but you do love men, you love every man who appears in your life!"

Chen Lai roared as she increased the pressure on her hands, "Why? Why do women have to be so despicable? You don't cherish and love your daughter who loves you the most! You fawn over every man who treats you like a slave!"

"Why? Why doesn't a mother love her child, just because the child shares the same gender as the mother? Tell me, Mother!"

Chen Lai seemed to be questioning He Cuihua, or perhaps questioning the gaunt woman in her memory who had cursed and beaten her while crying and asking for comfort.

why?

Mother, I love you the most, yet you think I'm the easiest to bully!

Mother, I love you the most, yet you treat me like an enemy!

Mother, I trusted you the most, yet you sold me into marriage!

why?

Mother, even though I have been abused, hurt, and betrayed by you countless times, I still foolishly believe that you can change for the better!

Mother, I returned to Zisha Kingdom to find you after achieving some success in my cultivation, hoping to bring you happiness. However, you committed many evil deeds and killed a girl for my brother. After seeing me, you were killed by the girl's vengeful spirit due to the backlash from my Netherworld Body.

Mother, before you died, you did not repent for the sins you committed against that girl, nor did you respond to my expectations of maternal love. Instead, you used your last strength to crawl to the side of the corpses of your brother and father, who had been torn to pieces by the female ghost.

It's strange, Mother. Even though I know you are vicious, foolish, and despicable, I still can't help but think of you crying and saying to me when you beat and curse me, "Laidi, you are also my child, and I love you too."

I used those words to encourage myself through countless difficulties, but I forgot the second half of your sentence: "Laidi, if you become successful in the future and marry a good husband, you must be filial to your parents and help your younger brother."

Mother, I know perfectly well how awful you are, yet I still can't help but idealize you.

So much so that I stubbornly believe that only by staying by her mother's side can Xiaoya receive true maternal love.

I stubbornly believe that mothers like He Cuihua do not lack love for their daughters; they will definitely change once they come to a matriarchal society!

But I was wrong, so wrong!

Mothers like you have long been deeply poisoned by the ideology of patriarchal countries.

Even if you change your environment, you can't get rid of the rotten smell that's been pickled deep in your bones!

You don't just love men and hate women, you fawn over men and harm women!

You despise yourselves, despise women, and harm the female relatives and friends around you, yet you are extremely kind to the men who abuse you, wagging your tails and begging for their praise of being a good woman!

Mother, I still hate you!

Mother, I still love you!

But Mother, I will never expect your love again!

I will never again see a mother who assumes she will love her daughter!

Perhaps your suffering has made you unable to love your daughters, but your daughters should not suffer the pain I have endured!

Chen Lai was lost in her own fantasy and ignored He Cuihua's cries for help.

After Su Mingzhu took the little girl in her arms, she ordered someone to take her away quickly.

At this moment, Su Mingzhu clasped her hands together, looking at He Cuihua's painful appearance, and still had the leisure to stop Ji Cunxi.

“Master, didn’t you say that Senior Sister is always the most steady and trustworthy? You should trust her. Senior Sister definitely has her own rhythm. Don’t interrupt her.”

"You bastard! If you don't stop it, someone will die! Even if He Cuihua is wrong, she doesn't deserve to die!"

Su Mingzhu shrugged and didn't reply, but turned her body to the side and stopped blocking Ji Cunxi.

After Ji Cunxi rescued He Cuihua, He Cuihua was already on the verge of death.

Ji Cunxi frowned, wanting to reprimand this usually worry-free disciple, but saw that her face was pale and she gave Su Mingzhu a complicated look, "I lost."

After saying that, she turned and left without looking back, even forgetting to bow to Ji Cunxi.

The figure was strong, yet gave off a desolate feeling.

Did losing to Su Mingzhu really upset her that much?

Chen Lai knew that her sadness was not because she lost to Su Mingzhu, but because she was defeated by the mother in her memory.

Mother, my love for you has utterly defeated me.

What about you?

I forgot again, you don't love me, you only love your younger brother.

You will only hate me, even though your suffering has nothing to do with me.

My hatred for you will not last, even though my suffering is closely related to yours.