I Bacame the Mother of His Child-Chapter 93 - 92: Brother Song Wants to Leave

Mrs. Song could be said to have released all her long-repressed anger in one go. Wang Qinghua’s relentless pestering these past few months, along with the trouble started by her second son’s family as soon as they returned for the New Year, clearly showed that they didn’t want her to have peace. With things this way, Mrs. Song didn’t want to worry needlessly anymore. If not for her deep concern for her eldest son, she would have likely driven Wang Qinghua out of the house long ago.

Song Yuantao had remained silent since Wang Qinghua began to stir up trouble, but now seeing his mother genuinely angry, his gaze slowly fell upon Wang Qinghua for a moment, "Mom, don’t be angry. It’s not worth it for this woman." Lying in bed all this time from his injury, Song Yuantao had thought everything through. His wife had been incessantly problematic since he returned from the hospital, at first, he thought it was because she was overwhelmed with having more to do and taking care of him since his body was weak, considering she used to be quite a decent person.

But as he began to feel stronger, Wang Qinghua’s behavior showed no signs of restraint and became increasingly brazen. Song Yuantao realized that Wang Qinghua probably thought he was useless now, despising him for it, and felt like the Song family owed her; therefore, she expected everyone to cater to her.

"It’s my fault as your son for letting you suffer these grievances! I’ve seen your forbearance these days, Mom, I’m sorry." Song Yuantao, filled with remorse, stepped forward to support Mrs. Song’s arm and choked out, "Dad, Mom, I’ll divorce this woman today. From now on, can you pretend you never had this daughter-in-law?" It seemed like a decision Song Yuantao made on the spur of the moment as he turned his gaze to Father Song, who was puffing furiously on his cigarette by the side.

Seeing the situation escalate to this point, everyone present was dumbfounded. Song Yuanyao and Song Yuanming were not of age and should have stayed away from such a scene, but as part of the Song family, it seemed wrong for anyone to leave, so they too stood in the main room, watching what would follow.

Xu Xiuxiu saw Mrs. Song getting really angry and initially wanted to take Song Chengguang out to hide, but seeing the tense atmosphere and seemingly her family being at the root of the problem, she could only give up the idea. She just circled Song Chengguang in her arms, gently comforting him in a soft voice.

"Yuanta, have you really thought this through?" Mrs. Song frowned as she looked at her eldest son, equally surprised. She hadn’t actually expected her momentary outburst to push her eldest son to take it seriously. She truly disliked Wang Qinghua, yes, but she had not really thought about having Wang Qinghua divorce her eldest son just like that.

Wang Qinghua, when she heard Mrs. Song shout out those matters, didn’t think much was wrong, just felt a bit guilty, but she never imagined that Song Yuantao would straightforwardly speak of divorcing her. She suddenly turned pale and stood frozen in place.

"Song Yuantao, you’re really going to divorce me?" Wang Qinghua came to her senses after a while and incredulously pressed Song Yuantao. She truly believed that Song Yuantao should be aware of his current situation; with that in mind, how could he dare to suggest divorcing her? Didn’t he fear what kind of life he would lead without her, Wang Qinghua, in the future?

"Wang Qinghua, haven’t you been longing for this day? You despise me for being incompetent, so let’s divorce. Later, you can find whomever you want to be with, so you won’t have to drag me down or worry about wearing a colorful hat." Song Yuantao’s gaze met Wang Qinghua’s, filled with a mocking that saw through it all.

As his bedside companion, Song Yuantao was not foolish—he could clearly see through Wang Qinghua’s intentions.

Wang Qinghua had already harbored the idea of divorce for some time and, after being influenced by the daughter-in-law of the Song family, she grew even more disdainful of Song Yuantao who would soon not be able to shoulder or bear any responsibilities. Whenever Wang Qinghua thought about the long, hard days ahead, she felt suffocated.

But before she could agree to divorce Song Yuantao, she needed to find herself another man! If she suddenly divorced, where would she go? If she returned to her parents’ house after the divorce, would her brothers and sisters-in-law agree to it? Each one of them was stingy, and they would begrudge her even a meal when she visited with Niuniu. If she really left the Song family, would her parents’ home accept another mouth to feed? Would they agree? Once Wang Qinghua calmed down and thought about it, she knew she absolutely could not agree to the divorce right now. She really couldn’t sever ties with the Song family just yet.

"Song Yuantao, I’m telling you, I don’t agree to a divorce! I’ve worked hard for this family, taking care of you from when you were bedridden to now when you can walk on the ground. If I don’t deserve credit, at least I deserve sympathy. You heartless man, now that you’re getting better, you look down on me, your wife, don’t you? And you even want a divorce. Don’t even think about it," Wang Qinghua shouted angrily, pushing Song Tianxin’s body with a shove.

"Are you a dead person? You even know how to cry! Your dad is now thinking of leaving your mom, you’ll be a child without a mother, do you understand?" Seething with urgency and not measuring her strength, Wang Qinghua ended up pushing Song Tianxin, causing the girl to stagger.

Song Tianxin had been shivering as she watched her mother and grandmother argue. The little girl had been trembling, her tiny body shaking, her pale little face even whiter now. Pushed by Wang Qinghua, she finally reacted, trembling all over, her big eyes, all the more striking on her frail body, instantly filled with tears. She burst into tears, crying out, "Don’t send mommy away, wah! Daddy, don’t send mommy away!" Song Tianxin started sobbing as she stepped forward and clung to Song Yuantao’s coat with her small, claw-like hands.

"Daddy, Niuniu doesn’t want to be a child without a mother! Grandma, please don’t send my mommy away, don’t hate her, Niuniu is scared!" Song Tianxin cried and turned to tug at Mrs. Song’s knees, inadvertently kneeling on the floor in her distress.

The faces of everyone present darkened at once.

"Niuniu, stop crying. Your auntie will take you to the kitchen to find something tasty, okay? We are children, we don’t worry about adult problems, okay? Let your daddy and mommy handle it." As an educated young woman, Song Yuan Yao actually also hoped Wang Qinghua would leave the family, having endured enough of her attitude these past days.

But rationally speaking, she didn’t want her older brother and sister-in-law to divorce just like that. Wang Qinghua had been wrong, but not to the extent that a divorce was necessary. Moreover, she was very worried about Niuniu, who had already been affected so much by her brother’s injury and mother’s neglect. Song Yuan Yao couldn’t bear to think what would become of the little girl if she were to be separated from Wang Qinghua.

"I don’t want it, Niuniu doesn’t want treats, Niuniu only wants daddy, Niuniu only wants mommy!" Song Tianxin’s emotions were clearly out of control. The little girl pushed at Song Yuan Yao, who was usually affectionate towards her, crying and making a fuss, baring her teeth and trying to kick and hit Song Yuan Yao.

Song Tianxin was still a child and didn’t understand many things, but her crying was a genuine reflection of her feelings—she didn’t lie. Seeing the little girl cry like this softened Mrs. Song’s anger amidst the outburst. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ