A Woman's Revenge

Deserved punishment, hatred to the bone."

Tang Yi called to say that she hadn’t picked up Tang Wei from kindergarten, and the principal mentioned seeing someone take him.

According to the principal's description, that person was definitely Bo Ye, no doubt about it!

Tang Shi rolled out of bed, staggered to open a drawer, and took the medicine that had been sitting there for a long time, swallowing the pills directly without water. She gagged a few times but forced herself to swallow them. Then, wiping away the tears on her face, she stood up again.

Her eyes were slightly red, filled with sharp hatred. She grasped the fabric of her chest, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.

It’s okay... don’t be afraid.

Bo Ye, you took my last bit of faith, now I’ll risk everything and fight you!

Tang Wei was picked up by Bo Ye at three o'clock, and then he was directly taken to the Bo family’s mansion. As soon as Bo Ye’s mother, Cen Huiqiu, saw him, she froze.

The elderly woman murmured, tears welling up in her eyes. "You... you are... the Bo family’s... grandson?"

Tang Wei didn’t speak. Cen Huiqiu’s sadness was genuine, but he didn’t want to respond.

"Who are your parents?"

"My mother’s identity doesn’t matter to you."

Tang Wei smiled, the five-year-old’s intellect almost uncanny, “Who my father is doesn’t matter to me either.”

As soon as Bo Ye parked the car and entered, he overheard Tang Wei’s words, infuriated and kicked the door. "What do you mean by that?"

Tang Wei said, "The literal meaning."

Cen Huiqiu could tell that this child harbored a lot of resentment, especially towards the Bo family, and she didn’t dare to approach him. She simply looked at him. "How’s your mother... doing?"

Tang Wei sweetly smiled. "The food in prison is provided by the state, so my mom is well taken care of."

Bo Ye was immediately enraged and grabbed Tang Wei, lifting him up. "Who taught you to speak like that?"

He sneered, "Did Tang Shi teach you to talk like this?"

Tang Wei remained fearless, "Who taught me? Everyone around me says that. They say my mom was in prison, they say she killed someone, and by the way, you said it in front of her yesterday."

Bo Ye’s heart felt a sharp pain. He dropped him, gritting his teeth. "Did you learn that from your mother, to come here and stir trouble for me?"

"If you don’t like it, send me back."

Tang Wei stared at him. "You’re trying to use me to threaten my mom, but all that does is make us hate you more."

Hate you more!

Finally, it was said. Admit it, they hated him. And this hatred had already sunk into their bones, becoming a habit.

Every time Bo Ye appeared, Tang Shi would panic, feeling like she wanted to escape.

So, for five years, she moved from Hai City to Lan City, just to escape him!

Bo Ye, not knowing why he was so enraged, smashed a lot of things. Cen Huiqiu, heartbroken, tried to persuade him, "Ye’er, don’t smash things..."

Bo Ye sneered, walked upstairs, and Tang Wei sat on the sofa below, his face expressionless.

Father and son both looked the same when they were angry.

Cen Huiqiu called the servants to clean up and sat down next to Tang Wei, feeling sorry for him. "You must have been scared, huh?"

Tang Wei shook his head. "No."

But his eyes were slightly red, clearly shaken.

"What's your name?" Cen Huiqiu felt fond of the child and decided to ask.

Tang Wei looked at her. "My name is Tang Wei, 'Wei' with a vertical heart. My mom said this character represents only and hope."

Cen Huiqiu didn’t dare to ask about Tang Shi’s current situation, but Tang Wei brought it up, so she cautiously continued, "Your mother..."

"You don’t need to worry about my mother’s situation, Madam."

Looking at him, this five-year-old child, so intelligent and distant, even when using respectful titles, it was clear that getting close to him in the future would be difficult...

Cen Huiqiu thought of a suitable way to start the conversation, "Tang Wei, actually... back then, your parents..."

"No need to tell me, I know." Tang Wei immediately continued her sentence, "They all say my mother was cheap, that she killed someone, so she deserved what she got, and I understand.

We’re just getting what we deserve."

We deserve it.

He spoke of sending himself to hell, but it also broke Cen Huiqiu’s heart.

This child... he really hated them, didn’t he?

Tang Wei didn’t care that his words had hurt the elderly woman’s heart. He turned and looked out the window.

The night was deep, and dawn was nowhere in sight.