Chapter 141#

Chapter 141: Relapse#

Han Biyao looked at the tall, handsome, and extraordinary child in front of her, her mouth filled with waves of bitterness.

This was her child, the child she had abandoned time and time again because she was obsessed.

Now he had grown up. He used his shoulders to carry the Lu family that she had broken apart back then, wrapping up the family members who had almost fallen apart. He became the mayor at a young age, with a bright future ahead of him…

This child, who was almost destroyed by her own hands, had grown up to be so outstanding. She should be gratified, but she couldn’t stop the regret.

If back then, she hadn’t been obsessed, what would it be like now?

They would be very happy, right? Without those dirty pasts, without those dark days, they would definitely be very happy, right?

Their family would live very well, just like many, many years ago, with a warm home, full of joy and harmony…

She wouldn’t have fallen to this state, would she? She would have lived very well, just like all her classmates and friends, very well, right?

She would have a noble status, a harmonious family, a husband who loved her, filial children, and maybe even lovely grandchildren. But now, all this was just an extravagant hope in her imagination. The reality was that she had nothing now, except for a miserable life experience of more than half her life and a broken body…

Han Biyao bent her knees, her hunched body kneeling on the ground, speaking somewhat pleadingly, “…I know I have done many wrong things that cannot be made up for… I don’t expect you to forgive me, just… can you please not hate me anymore…” She didn’t have many days left to live. She didn’t expect to get this child’s forgiveness before she died, she just hoped he wouldn’t hate her anymore. Even if he completely treated her as if she didn’t exist in the world, it would be fine. She had lived a failed enough life, she didn’t want to go to hell with her son’s resentment even when she died.

Call her selfish, call her shameless, she just hoped this child wouldn’t hate her anymore, wouldn’t resent her anymore. Even if he couldn’t forgive her, at least it would be better than now, right?

Lu Siyuan looked at the person kneeling on the ground, his heart churning even more violently than when he saw those two people lying in the hospital ward just now. Waves of nausea and the urge to vomit assaulted his stomach and his brain.

The sharp pain at his elbow seemed to attack again, and the uncontrollable drug addiction that almost swallowed him seemed to be stirring in every inch of his blood. Lu Siyuan’s already pale face became even uglier.

“I don’t know you.” The short fingernails almost dug into his palms before Lu Siyuan’s emotions gradually calmed down a bit. He spoke with indifferent coldness, as if he really didn’t know this woman.

Han Biyao’s hunched body trembled, “Child…”

Lu Siyuan shook his head, “I really don’t know you, get up.”

“Siyuan…”

“Sorry, I don’t know you.”

Han Biyao looked up at her son standing straight, and instantly burst into tears, “I know I let you down, I have no right to ask you for anything… You hate me and resent me… but please don’t say such things, okay?”

Lu Siyuan frowned stiffly, “Since we don’t know each other, how can you say you let me down? Get up.”

Han Biyao shook her head, “Son…”

“I am not your son!” Lu Siyuan gritted his teeth and growled low.

“You are my son, you are my son! You are the son I worked hard to give birth to after ten months of pregnancy, you are, you are!”

A person about to die, with hope and despair intertwined in her heart, this child’s attitude made her almost crazy.

“I am your mother, you cannot erase this! You cannot!”

She lived too hard, simply a life worse than death.

Just after returning from the hospital, that man directly forced her to take customers. No matter how she hid, how she concealed herself, that devil could always find her!

Only her son could help her get rid of this. The only one she could hope to rely on was this son!

This was her last hope. She didn’t want to live in such a situation until the end! She didn’t want to!

“Siyuan, I am your mother, I am your mother! Siyuan, Siyuan, I know I was wrong, don’t hate me, I beg you, I beg you, I really know I was wrong…” Han Biyao lunged forward and grabbed Lu Siyuan’s clothes, crying loudly.

“Siyuan, forgive me, forgive me, okay? Siyuan, son, I am your mother. No matter how big my mistake is, I gave birth to you. Even if there is no credit, there is hard work. You cannot treat me like this!”

Lu Siyuan backhanded Han Biyao’s hand away. The bitter bloody taste in his throat surged into his mouth, and all the disguised calmness collapsed instantly, “Let go!”

That feeling, that feeling that made him wish he were dead, surged up and instantly made it difficult for him to breathe.

“Siyuan! Siyuan! I am your mother, I am your mother, you cannot treat me like this. Help me, help me, I don’t want to die like this, I don’t want to. Send me to another place, give me a sum of money to leave here, okay?! I only have this one request, okay?!”

“Let go! You let go!” Lu Siyuan growled in pain.

The pain in his blood stirred, every inch of his muscles and bones felt like they were being torn apart, his flesh seemed to be screaming and cracking, and the pain surging from the depths of his soul wrapped around him.

Han Biyao, who had fallen into a semi-crazy state, did not notice Lu Siyuan’s abnormality. She just held onto this life-saving straw tightly. She only knew that if she let go, no one could save her.

“Then promise mom, then promise, promise me and I’ll let go immediately. Promise me, send me away from here, I beg you, son, I beg you…” She was really at the end of her rope.

“Besides, if my matter gets out, it won’t be good for you or the Lu family, right? Just think of it for the sake of you and the Lu family, help me out. Even if you just pity me, I really can’t live anymore…”

Lu Siyuan was in pain all over, that tearing feeling permeated his whole body. His body trembled uncontrollably, opening his mouth only to gasp in pain, unable to say a word. Being pulled and tugged tightly by Han Biyao, he stumbled, the pain all over his body no longer able to support him to stand steadily, and he fell straight down.

Seeing her son crashing down, Han Biyao finally reacted. The strength in her hand was subconsciously lost, and she screamed, “Ah—”

Seeing that Lu Siyuan was about to fall on the hard bluestone slab, at the last moment before he hit the ground, he was scooped up by a tall figure rushing over and fell into that warm embrace.

“Lu Siyuan?!” Wei Dong caught Lu Siyuan and knelt on one knee on the ground, looking at the trembling person in his arms with eyes about to split.

“Pain… I… so much pain…”

He didn’t know who was holding him, he only knew that this person was very safe, safe enough that he could tell him unscrupulously that he was in pain!

Wei Dong’s pupils dilated reflexively. He picked up the person in his arms, turned around, and rushed into the hospital’s emergency department.

Han Biyao was completely dumbfounded. She didn’t know what had happened, didn’t know why her perfectly fine son suddenly became like this. Wasn’t he fine? How did he suddenly become like this?

Watching that tall man rush into the hospital holding the person, she was trembling with fear, scrambled up, and stumbled to follow them.

Wei Dong had just put the person on the bed, before pushing him into the emergency room, Lu Siyuan suddenly retched again. After retching a few times, he actually vomited bile!

Seeing this, Wei Dong’s eyes almost popped out!

“Hurry!”

The medical staff on the side were also frightened enough, pushing the cart and running all the way, pushing the person into the emergency room.

Looking at that door, thinking of the person inside, the furious man turned around and smashed his two fists against the wall, almost smashing two pits out of the wall!

When Han Biyao stumbled over, Lu Siyuan had already been pushed into the emergency room.

“Where is he? Where is he? Where is my son? Where is my son?!” She looked at the tall man guarding outside the operating room, rushed over to grab him, and screamed the question.

Wei Dong looked at this wretched woman, the tyrannical emotions in his eyes surging violently. He grabbed Han Biyao’s neck and pinned her against the wall, “What did you say to him just now?”

He was originally going to Qingyue Terrace to pick Lu Siyuan up to go home, but he called and found out he came here. He came to pick him up, but as soon as he got out of the car, he saw this scene—

Han Biyao was suddenly grabbed by the neck and pinned against the wall, her breathing almost cut off. The fear of impending death made her struggle desperately.

“…Let… let go…” She clawed at the hand choking her neck, hissing.

“Speak!” Wei Dong gritted his teeth, the strength in his hand constantly increasing!

“Let… let…” Her chest was bursting with pain due to lack of air. She stared dead at the furious young man in front of her. Was she going to die here?!