The more Lu Manzhen spoke, the more aggrieved she became. She had worked so hard to give birth to Huo Jiu, yet it was as though she had given birth to an enemy. He only knew how to needle and blame her, never knowing how to sympathize with her.
"Weren't you also flesh and blood your own maternal grandmother carried for ten months?" Huo Jiu scoffed. "I don't see you being all that filial either."
"If you insist on getting angry and picking at this, then it only proves that both of us are misfortunes to this family. You set a crooked example, and I followed crookedly. Even if we trace it back to the root, you started it first. No matter how excessive I've been, I was only following your example. Neither of us has any right to criticize the other."
Lu Manzhen: "..."
Lu Manzhen's face shifted from green to white. All the grievances and complaints in her heart had been choked back into her throat by Huo Jiu's few words, leaving her unable to say another word.
Su Shiyuan watched coldly from the sidelines. The more he listened, the more he felt that this mother and son truly were cut from the same cloth. His impression of Lu Manzhen worsened somewhat as well.
He had once thought Lu Manzhen was a gentle, kind-hearted, softhearted woman. Even if her previous marriage had been unhappy, that had all been her ex-husband's fault. Lu Manzhen herself had been innocent.
Moreover, ever since Lu Manzhen married into the Su family, she had always conducted herself with virtue and grace. She was gentle and respectful toward both the Su family and the Bai family, and she had been especially loving toward Su Zhuo. Since Su Shiyuan loved her, he naturally thought even