Lan Yue immediately said in a hurry: "I will divorce Xia Weiwen, just please, don't break up Xiao Han and Tang Youyou."

The old lady paused and turned to look at Lan Yue with disbelief.

It's normal for the old lady to be surprised. More than ten years ago, Lan Yue wanted to leave Ji's family and marry Xia Weiwen. No one could persuade her. After she made a decision, she immediately packed up her trip and left. It was so decisive and ruthless.

I heard that after she married Xia Weiwen, the relationship between the two has always been harmonious, and the husband and wife sing together. On many occasions, people are envious.

The old lady thought that Lan Yue would live a lifetime with Xia Weiwen selfishly again, but now, Lan Yue's decision surprised her again.

Lan Yue saw the old lady staring at her fixedly, as if she was surprised that she made such a decision.

"I've thought about it seriously. I'm not joking. Both Xia Weiwen and I have decided to divorce and fulfill them." Seeing the suspicious expression on the old lady's face, Lan Yue had to express herself more seriously.

The old lady sneered, and her tone was still full of sarcasm: "You don't want to be a good person here and help them? Isn't your heart dark? You are so selfish for your happiness that I am impressed. Now you have suddenly become a good person. I am really not used to it."

Lan Yue's face turned pale.

The old lady's words were ugly and stinging.

"Why didn't you ask me why you left your son so resolutely back then." Lan Yue said suddenly, her voice full of sadness.

It seems that she also suffered a huge grievance.

The old lady's face changed instantly, and she said even more coldly: "Stop wronging my son here, my son was killed by you because he married you wrongly, do you still have the face to mention him now?"

"I know you hate me, but there is one thing that you may not know. Is it really because of me that your son got into a car accident? No, he is because of another woman!" Lan Yue suddenly told the secret that had been silent for many years, her face flushed, excited, and even disappointed.

The old lady's expression froze again, her majestic eyes widened, and she was even more angry. She pointed at Lan Yue, "Shut up, I won't allow you to speak ill of my son. He has such a good character, how could there be another woman? Now, he is in heaven. Whether it is good or bad is up to you alone. I am not old and dim-sighted. You should not ruin his reputation here."

Lan Yue lowered her head bitterly, and laughed sadly: "Yes, of course he is your good son, he is filial and gentle. Yes, he is good to me, but he has never loved me. He just regards me as his wife and treats me gently and politely. However, a marriage without love is like a pool of stagnant water, which is hopeless."

"Lan Yue, you said this just to give yourself an excuse to cleanse yourself, do you think I will believe it?" The old lady accused her angrily, and her old face turned red with anger.

"I'm telling the truth. The woman he loves called me several times, begged me, threatened me, and asked me to leave Ji's house to make room for her. At that time, I saw that the two children were still young, so I endured and kept silent. However, your son is really too much. He lied about a business trip, but took that woman abroad for many days. Every night, I can receive photos of their sweet embrace from that woman. If you don't believe me, I can show you these photos As Lan Yue said, she reached out and took out a large photo from her bag, walked up to the old lady, and handed it to her.

The old lady froze all over, with a gray expression on her face. Looking at those photos, her hands trembled, and she suddenly didn't dare to pick them up.

"I endured all the pain alone. As a wife and a mother, I consciously did my best. However, I really can't bear to be misunderstood like this for the rest of my life. Therefore, I also chose love. You can call me selfish. I think that if I don't make a decision for myself, I will never have the courage to step out in this life."

In the end, the old lady took the photos and flipped through them one by one, her body trembling unceasingly.

"This vixen!" The old lady cursed angrily. She knew the woman who was hugging her son in the photo, and she single-handedly stopped her son's fate with her. However, she didn't expect that this woman would still pester her son.

Even when her son got married, she still occupied him.

The old lady was so angry that she trembled all over, wishing she could tear up the charming smiling face of the woman in the photo.

Lan Yue stood by and watched calmly. She felt that the pain she had endured for more than ten years was finally relieved.

At least, she didn't let her son know about it, nor did she let the old man know about it, maintaining his image as a son and a father.

"How could this be?" The old lady suddenly couldn't stand still, squatted on the ground and began to cry.

Seeing her crying, Lan Yue could only comfort her: "I have never dared to tell you and my son, because I was afraid that he would disappoint you."

The old lady raised her head and looked at Lan Yue with complicated eyes: "My son is sorry for you, but the children are innocent, why do you abandon them?"

"I've always felt guilty and blamed myself for this matter, so now I want to make up for the mistakes I made back then, and I hope you can make it happen." Lan Yue said with a sigh, maybe it's because I'm old, and I have learned to look down on many things and let go. JrNovels.com