It's not her style at all to act so resolutely without revealing any news beforehand.
Leng's mother looked very poor, as if she had exhausted all her strength. Her body swayed, and Qingting was so frightened that she quickly supported her. "Mommy, are you okay?"
She smiled bitterly, "I just suddenly felt bored. He abandoned me like a worn-out shoe and didn't respect me. I'm tired and I can't live like this anymore."
She had had enough of the dark days when she had no self-esteem, no self, no husband, and no way forward.
Making such a decision was very difficult for her, and she was under great pressure.
But for the sake of her son, she can no longer be selfish.
Qingting helped her into the elevator and opened her mouth, feeling a little confused. She had countless things to say, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know what to say.
"But... Qirui..."
She couldn't imagine Qirui's reaction when he found out. Although he hated his father very much, the other side of hatred was love, and only with love could there be hatred.
Leng's mother stared blankly at her reflection in the elevator mirror. She was pale and lifeless, like a puppet without a soul.
After a while, she said calmly, "I'll leave him to you. You are the only one in the world who can soothe his emotions."
Qingting wanted to cry inexplicably. It was not easy for anyone to make such a decision.
The elevator door opened, and she helped Leng's mother into the room. Leng's mother seemed to be unable to stand, and stumbled onto the sofa, looking ashen.
She worriedly took it to the kitchen to make a cup of strong tea and handed it to her, "Mommy, you have to think clearly, there are some things you can't look back on."
Leng's mother grabbed her hand, her eyes dimmed, "I've been thinking about it for more than ten years, will you... support me?"
She was like a child who had lost the whole world, with loneliness, pain, and despair all written on her face.
Qingting's eyes heated up and he hugged her tightly, "As long as it is something you really want to do, I will support you unconditionally. I hope you are happy more than anyone else."
Everyone has something they have to do, no matter how painful it is, they must persevere to the end.
Leng's mother shed crystal tears, which seemed to be relief, but also seemed to be hurt.
"Good boy, your words are enough."
Qingting didn't say anything and hugged her quietly. At this time, she was so powerless to say anything. She couldn't do anything except a hug.
When the doorbell rang, Leng's mother was shocked. She stretched out her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes and gently pushed Qingting away. "That man is here. You go to the back room and stay there. Don't come out. I want to have a good talk with him."
Qingting also knew that this kind of occasion was not suitable for her to be present, so she walked in obediently, but she was really worried, so she secretly opened a crack and lay down on it to take a peek.
Leng's mother took out the mirror and carefully adjusted her makeup. She looked at it for a long time before she stood up, walked to the door, took a deep breath, bit her lip and opened the door.
Leng Zongkai came alone, pushed her away, and rushed inside with a fierce momentum, and his whole body exuded deep anger.
"Where's Rui? Where's that kid? He actually did such a thing. Did he ever think that I was his daddy?"
Separating families and separating families actually caused such trouble.
The boy said something nice, but when he turned around, he actually resorted to such a bad move, which made him lose face in front of the world.
The last light in Leng's mother's eyes disappeared and she smiled coldly.
"What did he do? He didn't know anything about it. I'm not you, and I can't be so indifferent to my son. I won't involve him in this kind of thing."