Yan Louchuan looked calm and indifferent, cutting the steak slowly.
Her son's cold and indifferent attitude irritated Wen Junrou, and she finally couldn't hold back her suppressed anger.
She strode up to him, "Didn't you hear?
Where exactly is Yunruo sorry for you?
Why are you attacking the Wei family!"
Yan Louchuan put down his knife and fork and finally looked up at her.
The woman's appearance is just like her name, soft and graceful with a bit of heroism.
Wen Junrou, who is in her forties, should have been in her prime.
But because of her constant irritability and the suppressed anger in her heart that cannot be vented, her brows and eyes are always a bit sharp.
The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were getting deeper and deeper because of her angry expression at the moment, making her look a bit mean.
The gentle and beautiful mother in Yan Louchuan's memory is no longer there.
He really didn't want to see this hysterical woman.
Yan Louchuan motioned for Assistant Zhang to go out.
Special Assistant Zhang had no choice but to walk out of the dining room.
Yan Louchuan looked straight at the angry woman, his eyes calm, "This is a unanimous decision of the board of directors."
"Board of Directors?"
Wen Junrou smiled angrily, "Those old foxes don't all listen to you! Yan Louchuan, I order you to stop suppressing the Wei family immediately!"
The woman's condescending and arrogant tone shows how domineering she usually treats her son.
Yan Louchuan placed his fingers lightly on the table, his expression as usual, "Why do you order me?"
"Because I was ten months pregnant and gave birth to you, because I am your mother! You must listen to me!"
"Mother?"
Yan Louchuan suddenly sneered, "It has been more than ten years, and it has come and gone that I am your mother and I must obey your orders to do things. Ms. Wen, I am no longer a teenager."
"Ms. Wen, you are not worthy."
His tone was calm and his eyes were cold, "You are not worthy of being a mother."
Wen Junrou said in a sharp tone, "You are so presumptuous! Shut up!"
She was stimulated by her son's words and her breathing was a little unsteady. She raised her hand and pointed at him with trembling fingers, her eyes scarlet.
"You owe me this! You owe me! If it weren't for you, how could your brother and your father die!"
"It was you who destroyed my favorite son, my favorite husband, and this family!"
"When you were born, I should have strangled you to death! Why didn't you die?"
Her angry tone was full of deep hatred.
In Wen Junrou's eyes, the man in front of her was not her son at all, but the culprit who ruined her life's happiness.
Amid the woman's hysterical accusations, Yan Louchuan's eyes were sharp and his face was piercing.
He didn't speak, just looked at her with a serious look.
Every word of Wen Junrou is like a knife, the knife is sharp and bloody.
She only had eyes for her eldest son and husband whom she loved most, and didn't care about her younger son's feelings at the moment.
"I tell you, you are not worthy of being my son or the heir of the Yan family! Only your brother is the most qualified and outstanding head of the Yan family!"
"Finished?"
Yan Louchuan lowered his voice and said, "After that, go out."
What Wen Junrou hates the most and despises the most is the way he doesn't take her to heart.
The anger in her heart not only did not subside, but became more and more surging.
At that moment, she suddenly recalled in her mind the image of her eldest son's body that had been brutally dismembered more than ten years ago, and the image of her husband lying in the car dripping with blood...
Why wasn't he the one who died...
Why wasn't he the one who died?
The most damning thing should be the man in front of me who is living well!
There seemed to be a devil driving her in her heart, telling her: Kill him, kill him, he is the one who killed your favorite son and your favorite husband. As long as you kill him, you will be free...
Wen Junrou was trembling all over and her face was twisted.
Just when Yan Louchuan stood up, she suddenly grabbed the knife and fork on the table, used all her strength, and stabbed him desperately!