"Wangfan, Wangfan!"
Tang Ruoxue ignored the pain on her body and pushed Ye Fan away who was coming from behind.
She went down the stairs quickly.
Then, regardless of the shouts of her eldest sister Tang Fenghua who had cut the fruit and brought it out, she rushed in front of Song Hongyan like a whirlwind.
Before Song Hongyan could react, Tang Ruoxue snatched Tang Wangfan away with a snap:
"Wangfan, I am the mother, I am the mother."
Tang Ruoxue hugged her long-lost child tightly: "Have you forgotten your mother?"
Seeing her long-lost child, she was both happy and scared. She was happy because it was rare to see her together, but she was scared because her son was alienated from her.
This unfamiliarity hurt her like a knife.
"Wow, mom, mom--"
Tang Wangfan was so tightened by Tang Ruoxue that his breathing became difficult.
Then he saw Tang Ruoxue with disheveled hair, and he was immediately frightened.
While struggling hard in Tang Ruoxue's arms, he stretched out his hands and shouted to Song Hongyan: "Mom, mom——"
"Mr. Tang, you hugged me a little too tightly. The child is a little uncomfortable."
Seeing this, Song Hongyan hurriedly whispered: "Please let go, or should I come and hug him?"
"This is my son, this is my son!"
Tang Ruoxue shouted at Song Hongyan as if she had stepped on her tail: "I am his mother!"
She knew that she shouldn't be so hostile to Song Hongyan, but the other party interfered in the words and deeds between her and her son, making Tang Ruoxue unable to control her emotions.
She shouted again: "I know whether I'm holding you tightly or whether I'm comfortable or not."
"Mr. Tang, we all know that you are Wangfan's mother."
Song Hongyan's voice was soft: "Just relax a little and keep your voice low, otherwise it will easily scare the children."
Tang Ruoxue shouted again: "I am Wangfan's mother, and I am sensible."
"Mommy mommy--"
Tang Ruoxue's shouting made Tang Wangfan even more frightened, and his little hands kept reaching out to Song Hongyan.
There was still a look of cherished expectation in his eyes: "Mom, hug me, mom, hug me."
Tang Ruoxue was furious when she heard this: "Tang Wangfan, I am your mother, I am your mother."
"We haven't seen each other for several months, don't you even recognize mom?"
"Mom was pregnant for ten months. She worked so hard to give birth to you, but you don't recognize me? You're a white-eyed wolf!"
Tang Ruoxue was very angry and slapped Tang Wangfan a few times. Her angry son was a white-eyed wolf.
"Wow--"
Tang Wangfan was even more frightened and aggrieved, crying loudly:
"Mom, save me, mom, save me..."
A few minutes ago, he was eating, drinking and having fun, and now he was beaten. The contrast was huge.
Song Hongyan couldn't help but reach out to hug Tang Wangfan: "Mr. Tang, he is still young, don't scare him like this."
"You don't have to worry about it!"
Tang Ruoxue fended off Song Hongyan, and then slapped the child several times.
Very angry that he got the wrong person.
Especially considering Song Hongyan as her mother, Tang Ruoxue felt even more aggrieved and uncomfortable.
The dignity she tried so hard to uphold and maintain fell apart amidst Tang Wangfan's shouts.
She has been working hard for so long, not because she wants to outdo others, but because she wants to show her ability.
But every struggle was in vain in the end, and they were forced to accept the rescue by Ye Fan and Song Hongyan.
Now even Tang Wangfan felt that she was not worthy of being a mother, which made Tang Ruoxue feel unspeakably frustrated.
"Tang Ruoxue, what are you doing?"
When Ye Fan went downstairs with the broken porcelain bowl, Tang Fenghua had already rushed over and snatched Tang Wangfan away.
At the same time, she slapped Tang Ruoxue on the face.
The slap was crisp and loud, causing Tang Ruoxue to stumble a few times and fall down on a sofa in the back.
She covered her painful face and looked at Tang Fenghua: "Give me Wangfan, give me Wangfan..."
"Give me Wangfan to you?"
Tang Fenghua raised her eyebrows: "Are you going to scold him? Are you going to hit him?"
"Do you think the child would like to stay with you now?"
"Tang Ruoxue, did you lose your mind when you were in coma? Why are you beating and scolding the child?"
"Just because he called the wrong person, Mr. Song's mother, are you going crazy?"
"You haven't been with him well in the past few months, and occasionally you show your face in makeup."
"If you miss him, just give him a call or ask me to send a video. If you miss him anymore, I won't see you greeting him for a few weeks."
"You probably don't know when he started eating solid food, when he learned to crawl, and when he was able to stand up."
"He is already a stranger to you as a mother, but you still expect him to be enthusiastic as soon as you meet him. Is he a peerless prodigy?"
"Or do you think blood ties can trump everything else?"
"Don't you understand that the grace of nurturing is better than the grace of giving birth?"
"You don't give anything, but you expect to get everything naturally. The whole world owes you?"
"And at this age, he has just learned to speak, and he knows a few words in his mouth. When he sees people who are kind to him, he unconsciously calls mom and dad."
"I also caught a cold during the two days when you were in coma. It was Mr. Song who was busy taking care of the child and also found time to play with him."
"What happened to him calling me mom? Are you choking like a gun?"
"He pushed people, beat and scolded the children, and Wangfan was so frightened that he felt as if he had seen a tigress. How could he be happy to see his mother?"
"If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have brought Wangfan here."
While Tang Fenghua held the child in her arms to comfort her, she scolded Tang Ruoxue unceremoniously.
In her opinion, her sister has not only failed to grow these days, but has become more willful.
If someone doesn't like him, he will show off his face, which makes even a one-year-old child angry.
The most important thing is that she almost single-handedly raised Tang Wangfan, putting in more effort and energy than anyone else.
Tang Fenghua couldn't bear to see Tang Wangfan being beaten and scolded like this.
After hearing Tang Fenghua's words, Tang Ruoxue, who was about to struggle to grab the child, fell back helplessly.
There was a hint of tears and regret on his face.
The woman who calmed down knew that she had lost control of her emotions and hurt her son.
Tang Ruoxue looked at Tang Wangfan and sobbed: "Wangfan, I'm sorry..."
Tang Fenghua didn't give any face: "I'm sorry for being useless..."
"Okay, eldest sister, take Wangfan upstairs first and let Sissi and the others play with him and calm down."
Ye Fan walked over and calmed the two of them: "Ruoxue just had too many things to do and was depressed and temporarily lost control."
During the year when he was the son-in-law of the Tang family, Ye Fan knew Tang Ruoxue's temperament to some extent.
Stimulate her to a certain point and she will explode without mercy.
Tang Fenghua snorted: "Although you are the child's mother, you are not allowed to hug the child before you get to know him well."
After saying something to Tang Ruoxue, she hugged Tang Wangfan and went upstairs.
The spacious hall soon became quiet, and only Ye Fan, Song Hongyan and Tang Ruoxue were left.
Ye Fan wanted to walk up to Tang Ruoxue and say something, but Song Hongyan quickly grabbed him with quick eyes and hands.
Song Hongyan shook her head gently at Ye Fan, signaling him not to blame Tang Ruoxue at this time.
She looked at the broken porcelain bowl held in Ye Fan's hand: "You go and cook something, and I'll have a chat with Mr. Tang."
Ye Fan hesitated for a moment: "What do you have to talk to her about?"
Seeing Ye Fan like this, Song Hongyan smiled sweetly:
"What? Are you afraid that I will hit her, or that she will bite me?"
"Don't worry, your wife has been through so many storms. Are you afraid that she can't comfort an emotionally out-of-control mother?"
She tilted her head slightly to signal Mark to leave.
Ye Fan had no choice but to turn around and go to the kitchen to make another pot of porridge.
After Ye Fan left, Song Hongyan slowly walked to Tang Ruoxue, took out a tissue and handed it to Tang Ruoxue.
Tang Ruoxue looked at Song Hongyan coldly: "I don't need comfort."
"I don't want to comfort you, I just want to tell you-"
Song Hongyan smiled lightly: "I deliberately instigated Wangfan to call my mother..."
Tang Ruoxue raised her head when she heard the words, her face pale.
She pointed at Song Hongyan with trembling fingers: "What did you say?"
"I said, I induced Tang Wangfan to call me mom just to stimulate you."
Song Hongyan said lightly: "This will not only make you hate Ye Fan and eldest sister, but also make Tang Wangfan hate you as a mother."
"Song Hongyan, you are despicable and shameless!"
Tang Ruoxue was so angry that she was shaking: "Why do you have the nerve to do this? How do you have the nerve to tell me this?"
Song Hongyan unhurriedly rolled up her sleeves and responded to Tang Ruoxue without comment:
"Because I don't think you deserve to be a mother."
"You will only bring pain to Wangfan, without any happiness."
"And I always kill everyone when I do anything. I stole your man and your friend, so naturally I won't let go of your son."
Song Hongyan's eyes were clear: "I will make you lose everything and let you feel the pain of being separated from your husband."
Tang Ruoxue lost control and took a few steps forward: "Shut up!"
"I know that you have always had resentment towards me in your heart, and I also know that this resentment is difficult to eliminate."
Song Hongyan turned a deaf ear: "So I will simply take away everything from you so that you don't even have the capital to hate me."
Tang Ruoxue said angrily: "No one can take away my son!"
Song Hongyan smiled lightly: "It's not up to you!"
"Even if I die, I will never let Wangfan become his thief and his mother!"
Tang Ruoxue picked up a chair and threw it at Song Hongyan.
Song Hongyan hurriedly hid behind.
There was a clang, and the chair hit the side, making a huge noise.
Then Tang Ruoxue rushed forward regardless and beat Song Hongyan violently.
Song Hongyan waved her hand to stop the bodyguard from approaching, and then grabbed Tang Ruoxue's hand.
A slap hit her face.
"boom--"
Tang Ruoxue's body shook a few times, then she raised her foot and kicked Song Hongyan in the abdomen.
The two women each groaned and took a few steps back despite the pain.
Then, the two rushed towards each other again...
