His mother's arrival should have been a pleasant surprise, but for Tang Yuanxiao, it felt like being plunged into an icy abyss.
He felt as if he had been transported back to Xinghua Village, to the time when Su Li was falsely accused of having an affair. The woman before him, his mother, merged with the image of the paranoid, frantic woman from back then.
So unfamiliar.
"Tangyuan, you're finally back! If you hadn't come back soon, you might never have seen your mother again..."
Mrs. Tang threw herself at Tang Yuanxiao, grabbing his arm and wailing.
"Mom, please don't cry. Don't make a scene," Tang Yuanxiao said in a low, strained voice.
How could Mrs. Tang possibly stop?
How could she listen? She felt she was about to die from anger and heartbreak.
She tugged on Tang Yuanxiao's arm and continued her tearful complaints, "...Tangyuan, did you hear what Su Li just said? She threatened me..."
