Zhou Chenyu was absolutely furious.
She had been in the Liu family for thirty years and had long considered herself the young mistress of the household.
When had she ever suffered such humiliation?
Being slapped in public by Lin Wanyi was unbearable, and she wanted to retaliate immediately.
But how could she possibly lay a hand on Lin Wanyi?
Liu Renzhi grabbed her wrist and shoved her hard.
Zhou Chenyu fell to the ground with a thud.
She looked at Liu Renzhi’s feet and wailed:
“Renzhi, you’ve changed, you’ve really changed. You’re no longer the brother you used to be.
“I don’t accept this! Why? What do I lack compared to that cheap, used-up slut Lin Wanyi?
“I…”
Lin Wanyi didn’t hesitate and slapped her again:
“Zhou Chenyu, I’m warning you to watch your mouth.”
She glanced at Zhou Chenyu, then raised her gaze to the guests:
“Yes, I admit I was married and then divorced. But Liu Renzhi knows the reason for my divorce, and so does Aunt Su.
“In my previous marriage, I made no mistakes whatsoever.
“I worked hard to manage the household, take care of the children and the elderly, and let my husband focus on his career—I did everything a wife should.
“I never cheated, and I have no moral flaws.
“The reason I divorced was simply that I married far from home, and my in-laws saw I was an outsider with no family nearby.
“So they bullied and insulted me without restraint, and they also mistreated my daughter because of their preference for sons over daughters.
“That’s why I insisted on the divorce myself, but I was not at fault at all.”
After saying this, she turned her gaze back to Zhou Chenyu:
“I’m just divorced, not a criminal.
“Zhou Chenyu, remember this clearly: divorce is not a stain on me. On the contrary, it proves I’m brave.
“I recognized my mistake and corrected it in time. What’s wrong with that? What part of me is cheap?”
Zhou Chenyu was left speechless.
She hadn’t expected Lin Wanyi to admit it so openly in front of everyone.
And she had no way to refute it.
Liu Siyue was the first to start clapping:
“Well said, Sister Wanyi! She is brave, and she did nothing wrong.”
The guests also nodded in agreement:
“That’s true. divorce is nothing unusual in today’s society.”
“Exactly. If two people can get along, they stay together; if not, they divorce. Cutting through the knot decisively is the smart thing to do.”
“Miss Lin, I support you. Divorce isn’t a crime. When you’re hurt, you should bravely resist and leave. Who would be foolish enough to stay and keep suffering?”
Everyone voiced their support for Lin Wanyi, and even Meng Xi said loudly:
“President Liu, your girlfriend is wonderful. You two are a great match. I wish you happiness.”
With Meng Xi—the city's universally acknowledged true heiress—saying that, Zhou Chenyu was even more shattered.
She tugged at Nanny Wu’s sleeve:
“Mom, say something! Please! You raised Liu Renzhi for so many years; you’re his greatest benefactor.
“Stop him right now.”
Nanny Wu’s heart ached unbearably as she saw her daughter being struck.
She looked at Liu Renzhi in pain:
“Renzhi, you’ve truly disappointed me. I treated you with all my heart, yet you stood by and watched Lin Wanyi hit my daughter.
“If I had known this would happen, why would I have been so sincere with you back then? What was it all for?”
As she spoke, she clutched her chest and wept:
“Seeing you like this makes me want to die.
“Renzhi, are you really trying to drive me to my grave?”
Liu Renzhi watched Nanny Wu’s performance coldly.
For years, she had always used the few years she raised him as a child to morally blackmail him.
Every time she brought it up in the past, he would feel guilty, but now it only irritated him.
So his voice was ice-cold:
“Nanny Wu, I’ve told you before: stop bringing those things up.
“Take Zhou Chenyu and leave. Don’t show up here again, and don’t come bother my mother.”
“Your mother?”
A luxury car pulled up in front of Nanny Wu, and as the door opened, Liu Renzhi’s pupils dilated in shock.
Because the person stepping out was none other than the woman he hated and never wanted to see: Huang Chunlian.
She stepped out in expensive high heels, wearing an elegant dress with her hair coiled high.
Clutching a limited-edition handbag, she stood before Liu Renzhi:
“Renzhi, the mother you’re talking about—is that me?”
Su Jing never expected to see Huang Chunlian here.
She momentarily felt unsteady on her feet, fear gripping her heart.
She was afraid that Huang Chunlian had come to take back her son.
Countless times she had imagined what would happen if Huang Chunlian really returned.
So for so many years, she had been anxious and insecure, dreading this very day.
But here it was, finally here.
Huang Chunlian shifted her gaze to Su Jing’ face, smiling without parting her lips:
“Long time no see, sister-in-law.”
Su Jing’ legs nearly gave way, but luckily Liu Jiannan steadied her.
She struggled to control her emotions and barely maintained a composed exterior:
“Long time no see, Ms. Huang.”
She didn’t say “sister-in-law,” because she knew Liu Jiannan wouldn’t like that.
And she felt that Huang Chunlian’s actions didn’t deserve her being called that.
Huang Chunlian, unflustered and calm, replied smoothly:
“Sister-in-law, you’re holding such a grand birthday banquet, yet you didn’t invite me?
“After all…”
She paused and looked at Liu Renzhi:
“After all, my son has lived in your home for thirty years. You should have notified me, his biological mother, about your birthday party.
“I should also come to thank you for taking care of my son all these years.”
Su Jing clenched her teeth, about to say something, but Liu Renzhi spoke first:
“Ms. Huang, please don’t talk nonsense. As everyone knows, I have only one mother.
“That’s today’s birthday celebrant, Ms. Su Jing. Please watch your words.”
Huang Chunlian’s fine wrinkles trembled slightly, but she kept her composure:
“Renzhi, I know you’ve been living in her home all these years. You must have suffered a lot of grievances. There’s probably a lot you dare not say.
“It’s okay. In the past, I had no choice, there was no other way for me. But now I’m back.
“Mother and son are finally reunited.”
Liu Renzhi’s face darkened completely:
“Ms. Huang, please leave.
“Otherwise, don’t blame me for calling security.”
Huang Chunlian pretended not to hear and turned to the crowd onlooking:
“Hello everyone, I am Liu Renzhi’s biological—”
Before she could finish the word “mother,” security guards called by Liu Renzhi had already dragged her away.
She struggled: “Let me go! All of you, let me go!
“I’m telling you, my status now is nothing simple. My husband is a big boss abroad.
“Let go of me!”
No matter how much she yelled, she was eventually shoved into a car.
The wealthy ladies buzzed with more gossip. Some who knew the past events sympathized with Su Jing:
“Mrs. Liu, don’t be angry. In the end, it’s because you’ve raised President Liu so well that everyone wants to claim him as a son.”
“Exactly! How shameless—first a nanny, then a bitch who abandoned her own child.”
Another reminded Liu Renzhi:
“President Liu, keep your eyes wide open and see clearly who in this world treats you the best.
“Don’t end up taking an enemy for a father.”
As Nanny Wu listened to their sarcastic remarks, her body suddenly tilted to one side.
She fainted.
