Mr Fu, I Really Love You

"You…" Cen Ruo's eyes widened to the size of copper rings. She had done that so secretly, so how did Song Yao come to know about it?

Song Yao sneered. "When Mr. Fan refused your request, you nearly drowned his son. You then presumptuously said that you could bear another child for him!"

There was panic in Cen Ruo's eyes. "You're spouting rubbish!"

"Mr. Fan was so terrified of you that he emigrated to another country with his entire family, just so that he could hide from you. But still, you were unwilling to let Mr. Fan off. You sent photos and videos of you and Mr. Fan to his wife, dealing his wife such a blow that she poisoned the entire family's meal. In the end, only the child survived out of that family of three. But that child was made an orphan from then onwards!

"Cen Ruo, having done all of that, what right do you have to call others a slut? I can't hold a candle to you! I bow in defeat!"

Cen Ruo's face turned green one moment and white the next because of what Song Yao said. Like a shrew who couldn't be reasoned with, she exclaimed, "That's my personal affair! What has it got to do with you! You're the slut! Your entire family is a bunch of sluts!"

Song Yao was neither impatient nor annoyed. "Then, my personal affair has nothing to do with you either. You have no right to be pointing at my nose and insulting me here! I can't afford the statement about my entire family being sluts. That statement is more appropriate when used on your family!"

"If my daughter has no right to scold you, do I have the right to?" A low female voice could be heard from outside the door.

Song Yao looked up and saw a bejeweled wealthy-looking woman standing outside the door. The way she was staring at Song Yao, it was as if she couldn't wait to tear Song Yao to shreds.

Seeing Song Yao remain silent, the wealthy woman pushed away the servant that was blocking her way at the door and walked into the room. "Cen Mo ruined our Cen family because of a slut like you?"

Song Yao slightly raised her jaw, not showing cowardice as she looked into the wealthy woman's eyes, which were filled with red blood vessels. There was a hint of disgust and a sardonic grin in her eyes.

"Sir has instructed us not to let you get near Madam…" the servant fearfully said to Cen Mo's adoptive mother.

Cen Mo's adoptive mother, Chu Wenjuan, looked towards the servant, then slapped her across the face so hard that the latter couldn't steady her footing.

"You're revolting!" Chu Wenjuan had been in a high-and-mighty position for so many years, and there was an intimidating aura in the way she spoke. "I'm Cen Mo's mother, who dares to stop me?"

The servants looked at one another. After listening to what Chu Wenjuan said, it was indeed not a good idea for them to block her way. Chu Wenjuan gently shoved, and the servants gave way…

Chu Wenjuan walked to Song Yao, then pinched Song Yao's jaw. She sized up Song Yao's face as if she were sizing up merchandise. Her red fingernails had already dug into the tender flesh of Song Yao's jaw.

"How much money did you spend on this face? Did you get a nose job? Did you get hyaluronic acid injected into your lips? Where did you get your eyelids done? You chose to give up on your original face, putting it through so many surgeries, and insisted on climbing into a man's bed to sleep with him for money! Tsk tsk tsk… that son of mine has questionable taste. He chose a lousy slut like you over a prim-and-proper rich and influential man's daughter!"

Song Yao felt a sharp pain. She swatted away Chu Wenjuan's hand, a cold look in her eyes. "I respect you as an elder, but if you continue speaking rudely, don't blame me for not giving you face!"

"I want to see how you're going to not give me face…"

Chu Wenjuan smiled and sat down on the sofa.

Song Yao wasn't a soft person who would keep quiet while others bullied her. She smiled and looked at Chu Wenjuan, then sat down leisurely. After getting into a comfortable position, she said, "Before you adopted Cen Mo, you should have already known Cen Mo's identity. One shouldn't implicate juniors because of old scores between the previous generation. But you… out of revenge towards Cen Mo's father, deliberately adopted Cen Mo. In front of your husband, you pretended to treat Cen Mo well, but in the dark, you've always treated Cen Mo like a dog, using psychotic means to torture him. You left him with no choice but to get engaged with the rich missy of a triad to protect himself."

Chu Wenjuan's face turned dark.

"Think about what you've done… Aren't you embarrassed to claim that Cen Mo is your son?" Song Yao laughed out loud. "Not right, I shouldn't have asked you if you're embarrassed. With the thickness of your skin, I don't think you know what it feels like to be embarrassed!"

Looking at the happily laughing Song Yao, Chu Wenjuan could no longer smile.

She perhaps hadn't anticipated that Cen Mo would tell those things to Song Yao…

"Cen Mo is my son, so I can treat him however I want! If I hadn't adopted him… giving him food when he was about to stop breathing, he would either have died on the black market or not have an identity now, working as a male prostitute somewhere, better off dead than alive! His life is mine, and I can do whatever I want with it!" Chu Wenjuan said with a dark face.

"Even Cen Mo's birth mother… might not have dared to claim that Cen Mo's life belonged to her! You sure have gall…" Song Yao smiled slightly, a coldness in her eyes.

After the events and the pain that Cen Mo once underwent, he was numb. But Song Yao's heart hurt so much it felt like it was going to break when she heard all that!

She had seen shameless people before, but she had truly never seen someone as brazen as Chu Wenjuan!

Song Yao lifted her sleeve and glanced at the wristwatch on her slender wrist, then said, "Just now, Cen Mo said he would be home in five minutes. Three minutes have passed… Let me give you a word of advice, you'd better leave before he comes back. Else, Cen Mo won't be as good-tempered as me!"

"My mom and I came here to wait for my brother! How dare you be arrogant to my mother now! I'll surely ask my brother to chase you out, slut!" Cen Ruo said ferociously, pointing at Song Yao. She then said to Chu Wenjuan, "Mom, let's go downstairs! Stop wasting your breath with this slut, let Brother come back and deal with her! In any case, I won't live under the same roof as this slut. I don't believe Brother will chase us two out because of this slut!"

Cen Ruo knew very well not to wait for Cen Mo to return home and for the matter to blow up.

"Right… we naturally must chase this slut out!"

That arrogant and high-and-mighty deep voice could be heard from outside the door. Song Yao looked up and saw Cen Mo standing at the door with both hands in his pockets.

Song Yao's expression changed a little. She had no idea how much of what she just said Cen Mo heard…

A proud man like Cen Mo certainly wouldn't reveal such an unbearable past to Song Yao. The reason Song Yao knew about it was that Cen Mo's ex-fiancée told her about it.

Cen Mo's ex-fiancée had repeatedly reminded her not to mention this in front of Cen Mo. She said that it was because Cen Mo had gone through those traumatic events that he was the insanely proud person he was today. She said that his pride was so strong that Song Yao wouldn't be able to imagine it! That unbearable side of him in the past… if Cen Mo could choose for only one person to never find out about it, he would undoubtedly have chosen his most beloved woman, Song Yao.

So, ever since she made up her mind to get together with Cen Mo, Song Yao had kept all of it to herself, never once mentioning it before Cen Mo…