No Woman Hates Her Child Without Reason, the Buried Truth

Qian Renxue's fingertips dug deeply into her palms, and the fine veins on the back of her hand bulged slightly from the force.

Lin Qingmo's words, "You should ask her directly," were like a needle piercing her most vulnerable spot.

ask?

How did she ask?

She left the Spirit Hall at the age of nine and has been infiltrating the Heaven Dou Empire for so many years, yet she has never even had the chance to see that woman.

not to mention,

Even if they met, would that woman even look at her properly?

You wouldn't understand.

Qian Renxue's voice was hoarse and hurried, as if she were speaking to Lin Qingmo, or perhaps to herself.

I hate her.

"I've known since I was little that the way she looks at me is different from how she looks at others."

"It's not harshness, not expectation, it's disgust, the purest form of disgust!"

She hates my existence.

"How could a mother who despises her daughter die to save me?"

She stopped abruptly at this point.

Because she realized she had said something that even she couldn't back down from.

She claimed to hate Bibi Dong, but her resolve wavered when she learned that Bibi Dong would die for her.

If you truly hate someone to the core, you should feel that they "deserved to die."

Instead of repeatedly asking Lin Qingmo whether this matter was true.

Lin Qingmo, of course, understood as well.

However, he doesn't plan to make a fuss about this for the time being.

I have already taken the initiative in this exchange.

He shifted to a more comfortable sitting position and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

"I'll ask you another question."

"You hate Bibi Dong, but what exactly do you hate about her?"

What behaviors or attitudes of hers do you hate? What specific thing did you hate about her?

"Since you know the future, how could you not know why I hate her?" Qian Renxue retorted.

"What I know is in the story. You are the Young Master of the Spirit Hall, the grandson of Qian Daoliu. Because your mother, Bibi Dong, ignored you from a young age, you harbored deep resentment, which eventually led to a falling out between mother and daughter."

Lin Qingmo spread his hands.

But that's a story.

"This is reality."

The story will tell you the ending, but not the process.

"I'm asking about Qian Renxue's real thoughts now."

"..."

The ripples in Qian Renxue's golden eyes gradually subsided.

Instead, it was replaced by a deeper, long-buried memory.

"She has never hugged me since I can remember."

"He never sang for me, never sat by my bedside waiting for me to fall asleep."

"I called her Mother, but she didn't even respond."

"Later, my grandfather told me that she wouldn't let me stay with her and that she wanted him to raise me."

"Many people know that I am her daughter, but only I know that she has never treated me as her daughter."

She paused, her Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "Later, I voluntarily followed my grandfather to the Heaven Dou Empire to infiltrate, and I was gone for nearly ten years."

"She never wrote me a single letter, nor did she ever send me a single message through anyone."

"I've been playing another man in this city for over ten years, and she's never come to see me once."

Lin Qingmo listened quietly, then said something very simple.

You think she doesn't love you, right?

"It's not just not loving, it's hating!"

Qian Renxue's eyelashes trembled violently; these words were more direct than any accusation she herself had uttered.

"Then what?"

"If that's all there is to it, your hatred for her is at most a matter of 'resentment'."

"It's normal for a child to resent their mother for not loving them."

"But you hate her so much that you don't even want to acknowledge her name; you just said 'that woman.'"

Lin Qingmo leaned forward slightly.

"There is another key figure in the rift between you, Hu Liena."

Upon hearing this name, Qian Renxue's expression changed drastically.

If her eyes showed pain and confusion when Bibi Dong was mentioned earlier...

At this moment, when Hu Liena was mentioned, a hint of straightforward, undisguised resentment and jealousy appeared in her eyes.

"Hehe, that's right."

Qian Renxue's voice suddenly calmed down, almost deliberately.

"The Spirit Hall Golden Generation, the Demon Fox Martial Soul."

"That woman poured a lot of effort and expectations into her, personally teaching her and offering gentle encouragement."

"When I was six years old, I secretly sneaked into the side corridor of the Pope Palace and saw her teaching Hu Liena how to use Soul Skill."

She bent down, put her hand on Hu Liena's shoulder, and said to her with an expression I had never seen before, "Well done, Nana."

"It was a look that could almost be described as gentle."

She repeated the passage expressionlessly, her tone as steady as if she were reciting a text.

But her fingers were trembling.

He treated his only biological daughter like an enemy, yet treated an unrelated apprentice as his own son.

"Lin Qingmo, tell me, how can you expect me to believe that a mother like this will ultimately come to save me?"

Qian Renxue's expression as she looked at Lin Qingmo was somewhat hysterical.

Lin Qingmo did not answer immediately.

Just when Qian Renxue thought he was going to avoid the question, he suddenly changed the subject.

"Qian Renxue, you hate her, you despise her, you hate that she treats Hu Liena better than you, you hate that she's your mother but doesn't treat you like a daughter."

"I understood all of that."

"I also found the source in your dislike and hatred for Bibi Dong."

"But have you ever thought about this question—why does she dislike you?"

Have you tried to find the root cause of this problem?

As soon as she spoke, Qian Renxue suddenly stopped.

Qian Renxue frowned.

She didn't.

She accepted and processed the fact that "her mother hates me" from a young age.

This fact then built a thick wall of resentment.

She built the wall higher than the Pope Palace, and after she finished, she never looked at the other side of the wall again.

As for why her mother disliked her.

She assumed it was because she wasn't good enough.

As for other possibilities, she never explored them in depth.

What are you trying to say?

A hint of nervousness, which Qian Renxue herself was unaware of, crept into her voice.

"Even as a daughter, you have reasons to hate her."

"Then isn't there any reason why she dislikes you?"

Lin Qingmo reminded him, "Have you ever considered that there might be a more complex reason behind your mother's dislike for you than you think?"

Qian Renxue's fingers tightened slightly on the table, forming a somewhat unsteady fist.

This question touched upon a blind spot in her thinking that she had never explored before.

She froze for several seconds, staring intently at Lin Qingmo, her lips moving slightly.

"What's the meaning?"

"What exactly do you know?"

Lin Qingmo's few words shook her resolve.

Could it be that Bibi Dong really has some hidden reason for disliking him?

"I do know some things."

Lin Qingmo shrugged noncommittally.

"The reasons she dislikes you are more complicated than you think."

"So complicated that revealing it would completely change your perception of her?"

Are you really ready to receive this information?

Qian Renxue's first priority was to know the truth.

But seeing Lin Qing's serious expression, her heart tightened, and a sense of fear rose within her.