The cannon fodder heiress embarks on the path of cultivation.

010 Mo Wenchen's Trembling 3

The purpose was to prevent those young girls who swarmed around him like bees from getting close.

Surprisingly, Mr. Mo guessed the truth of the matter perfectly.

Back then, Mo Wenchen did act this way to get rid of those persistent girls.

Fortunately, the results were very good.

However, since he joined the army, this behavior has gradually become a habit, as if it were innate.

At this moment, Mo's mother stood aside, her lips twitching slightly, looking helplessly at her husband who was incessantly complaining about their son.

She was perfectly aware of her husband's frustration and resentment.

After all, she herself had suffered countless grievances and felt frustrated countless times because of the various troubles her precious son caused when he was a child!

At first, Mo's mother tried to intervene in his upbringing, but ultimately found it all to be in vain.

Over time, she simply chose to give up and ignore it. Whenever someone mentioned the matter, she would pretend to be deaf and dumb and claim to know nothing.

Later, she became even more extreme. Whenever a problem arose, she would unhesitatingly shift all the blame to her husband, stating with self-righteousness: "That's your own son! No matter what, you must properly handle all the consequences caused by him."

Time flies, and before we know it, my son has grown up.

However, as he grew older, the son became increasingly indifferent, and his communication with his parents decreased.

The once lively, adorable, thoughtful, and sensible child seemed to be drifting further and further away, leaving the couple feeling incredibly heartbroken and lost.

Fortunately, once their son was able to live independently, they were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and have some time to rest and adjust their physical and mental state.

But fate always seems to like playing tricks on people. Just then, something unexpected happened in the family.

Once the news spread, people around the neighborhood kept their distance, and the once bustling house became deserted.

At first, the couple was very sad about this, but gradually they found that this made things much quieter and less troublesome with complicated interpersonal relationships. In a way, it was a blessing in disguise.

However, whenever the night is quiet, the mother can't help but think about her eldest daughter's marriage.

Thinking of this, her heart, weathered by life's hardships, ached as if pricked by needles.

She has always felt guilty and heartbroken about her eldest daughter's marriage.

For various reasons, she resolutely broke off the engagement on behalf of her daughter.

Although she knew that doing so might hurt her daughter, she firmly believed that such a family could never bring her true happiness.

Looking back now, I was so blind back then. How could I have thought that the other person was a good choice?

Although she knew in her heart that her daughter was not blaming her, every time she saw her daughter's self-conscious and timid appearance, the mother felt as if a million ants were gnawing at her heart, causing unbearable pain and filling her with deep self-blame.

How she wished time could turn back, allowing everything to start over, perhaps then her daughter could be spared such a devastating blow...