Stepping out of the ward.
Feng Linwan couldn't help but want to scold Ai Wei again, but as her gaze swept over, she saw the young woman's subtle movements.
Ai Wei reacted faster than Feng Linwan, leaping away with a "whoosh." "Auntie, I've already apologized to Ruo Xin. I... I'm also a victim."
Looking wronged, her eyes welled up.
Feng Linwan's temper flared at the sight – this damn—
Feng Linwan: "Mmm—"
What the—
At her age, with a house full of children and grandchildren, how could she still be kissed and cornered by this lewd old man?
Her heart suddenly leaped into her throat.
This feeling—
Her heart racing for him, her emotions stirred by him, her mind going blank because of him.
Feng Linwan felt that even if the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, her love for her husband would not diminish by a single bit.
She gradually calmed down.
The moment the elevator doors opened, Rong Jianchen released his wife.
Holding his boneless wife in his arms, he walked and said, "Your son doesn't like Ai Wei at all, didn't you notice?"
Feng Linwan's mind was a little frozen. "...Ah?"
She hadn't noticed.
What she saw was her son still harboring feelings for Ai Wei, their connection not fully severed.
For the sake of family harmony, she would play the villainous mother – severing her son's messy, inappropriate affections!
Rong Jianchen flicked his wife's forehead. "You, usually so sharp, how can you be so muddled when it comes to your son?"
Feng Linwan: "...!"
Rong, you'd better have words that can convince me, otherwise, you'll be kneeling on the washboard tonight.
Rong Jianchen continued, "Think about it yourself. If Jing Yang truly liked Ai Wei, even just a little, would he have stood by and watched you abuse and humiliate Ai Wei like that?"
Feng Linwan did not agree with this. "No... does Rong Jing Yang dare to fight back just because I hit someone?"
"He's my son, he dares!"
"He wouldn't dare even if you gave him a hundred chances!"
It was only natural for a father to hit his son; to fight back would be unfilial and invite heavenly retribution.
The old lady became more agitated as she spoke.
Rong Jianchen turned his wife around, facing her. "Of course, he wouldn't dare. If that brat dared to fight back, I'd beat him until I didn't recognize him myself!"
Feng Linwan: ...
Rong Jianchen continued, "But he would rush forward to protect Ai Wei, letting your punches land on him."
"But he didn't."
"Doesn't that prove everything?"
A man's liking or love, his actions reveal it at a glance.