Mr. Ouyang almost fainted from anger. His dignity as a father was ruined and he couldn't tolerate it. "You unfilial son, how dare you do this to me? Aren't you afraid of thunder?"
All the resentment that had been accumulated for many years burst out. They looked less like father and son than like enemies for several generations.
Ouyang Yun didn't care at all, and smiled nonchalantly, "Can you be more generous? Have some courage? If you want to do it, you have to do it to the end. Don't let me down."
Mr. Ouyang was in a terrible mood. With such a son, his life was a failure. Everything he owned was taken away by his son. How could he not hate it?
"Just wait for me."
Ouyang Yun raised his teacup and gave a humble bow, "Okay, I'm happy to accompany you."
Mr. Ouyang found that there was nothing he could do to deal with his son, just like in the past few decades, but he was not willing to give in. He must do something.
He gave his son a hard look, turned around and left.
Mrs. Ouyang hurriedly caught up and said, "Honey, don't leave. Speak clearly."
She was born in a famous family, and her family was also wealthy. She had been pampered since she was a child, and was the treasure in the hands of her father and brother. If she hadn't fallen in love with this man, why would she have ignored the advice of her father and brother and insisted on marrying him?
But he treated her like this, not cherishing their relationship as husband and wife at all.
Now I think of my father and brother's advice before marriage, and realize that it is the truth. Unfortunately, it is too late.
Mr. Ouyang reprimanded coldly, "Go away, I feel sick when I see you. You think you want to oppress me for the rest of my life because you gave birth to a son. Get out of here. I have a son and a daughter. I don't need anything. I don't care about you."
A born son."
"What did you say?" Mrs. Ouyang was greatly shocked, and her eyesight turned black.
Mr. Ouyang was frustrated to the extreme, and all the frustration he suffered from Ouyang Yun was returned to his wife.
"I have never liked you. If your family hadn't been rich, would I have married you? The person I really love is Qing'er's mother, and you are nothing."
Mrs. Ouyang's heart was broken. The marriage of many years was like the dewdrops in the morning. As soon as the sun came up, they all disappeared.
She screamed heartbreakingly, "No, no."
Her body tilted and she slowly fell down.
A pair of big hands caught her in the air, and Ouyang Yun had a look of pity on his face, "Mommy, why do you have to feel sorry for a coward? You don't have the courage to stick to your love, and you lied to you all your life, and now you pretend to be a victim, so
I don’t even want this disgusting man to give it to you. If you want to be more liberal, just treat it like a prostitute for nothing.”
These words were hard to hear, but they miraculously healed Mrs. Ouyang's broken heart. The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was right.
Fortunately, she still has a son, who is her support.
"You..." Mr. Ouyang was shaking with anger and his face was red. "Do you think of me as your daddy?"
Ouyang Yun counterattacked lightly, "Then do you regard me as your son? Daddy, don't try to deceive me. Don't forget who taught me."
Looking at his son's cold eyes, Mr. Ouyang shuddered, as if nothing could be hidden from him.
"When did you know the truth?"
Ouyang Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled softly, but with a cold aura, "Are you sure you want to know?"
"..."
As soon as Mr. Ouyang left, Mrs. Ouyang was like a deflated rubber ball, with tears in her eyes and heartbroken.
"Son, I only have you. You can't live without Mommy. Mommy won't survive."