"Gu Nanqiao must have provoked you again, right? Let Mom take care of it for you." Xia Molan's spirits lifted when she saw him, and remembering Gu Nanqiao's ugly expression at the company, she felt the resentment in her heart lessen a bit.
Fu Lingfeng felt somewhat powerless. He opened his mouth as if wanting to say something, but in the end, he remained silent and turned around, "Let's go, I'll take you back."
Xia Molan hurriedly followed.
He walked to the car, bent down to get in, and after she had also gotten in, he started the engine.
The man's stiff back was slightly curved as he focused on the road ahead, his light voice finally ringing out, "Mom, if you hadn't been prejudiced against her from the start and had truly accepted her as your daughter-in-law, we wouldn't be in this mess today."
He admitted that the biggest reason for their situation today lay with himself.
But if his mother hadn't always treated her like an enemy, perhaps they would have reconciled long ago.
