He Ziqiu paused, waiting until he had calmed down before continuing. "I believe that as long as she comes back to me, neither Zhao Guanghua nor Zhang Qiang will dare do anything to her."
Wang Yue saw how unusually childish He Ziqiu looked and could only say helplessly, "You never considered this? When your grandmother was still alive, you basically acted like her errand boy. That probably gave your mother the impression that you depended on Uncle Li and me to support you.
"Later, after your grandmother died, our company had already grown quite large. You'd even become the head of a branch, but you still acted like an ordinary employee in front of people.
"And then you left the country because Zhao Huaguang was pressuring you. Wouldn't that have made your aunt misunderstand even more?
"Your aunt probably described your situation that way to your mother, too. That's why your mother may have worried that taking you back would mean you'd lose the comfortable life you have now."
He Ziqiu was stunned by Wang Yue's analysis. "Big Brother, are you saying it was all a misunderstanding?"
Wang Yue didn't really know, either. He had only realized that He Ziqiu needed a mother's love and couldn't bear to see him disappointed, so he smiled and nodded. "It's certainly possible. Think about it: while your grandmother was alive, she'd occasionally ask you for help. But after she died, when did your aunt ever ask you for anything?"
He Ziqiu fell silent at Wang Yue's words. If everything He Mei had done after getting out of prison could be chalked up to a misunderstanding, then his hatred of his mother seemed like a joke.
Wang Yue knew that, as an outsider, he should leave it at that, so he said nothing more.