Reborn: Instead of Chasing the School Beauty, I Chased Her Mother

What does over four hundred thousand mean? Wu Qingxian couldn't help but feel despair just thinking about it.

After working so hard for so many years and being extremely frugal, she managed to save just over three hundred thousand after deducting living expenses...

That money was meant to pay for Zhang Honglei's house down payment.

But now, Wu Qingxian heard that her son had bought a car worth four hundred thousand.

She felt a sense of foreboding in her heart.

"Xiao Yan, what's going on? Please, tell Auntie the truth," she pleaded.

Wu Qingxian grasped Li Zhiyan's hand; her voice was trembling now, fearing her own son had brought upon a calamity.

"It's like this, Wu Auntie,"

Li Zhiyan also felt extremely uncomfortable discussing the matter. He had to admit, Zhang Honglei was nothing more than a pure beast. To think he still wanted to compete with him in the Battle for Mother's Love; naturally, Li Zhiyan wouldn't give him any opportunity.

And now it was time to expose everything about him.

"Usually, Zhang Honglei lives a lavish life at school, liking to buy branded clothes."

"And he also spends money very generously."

"All this is because Zhang Honglei pretends to be a rich second generation at school."

"It's precisely because of his vanity that the last time you went to give him money, he claimed you were his family's housekeeper."

Wu Qingxian fell silent. The fact that her own son had called her a housekeeper was something she could never forget.

"After that, simple pretense wasn't able to satisfy Zhang Honglei's appetite anymore – he took out a loan from a classmate for a BMW 4 Series."

"Roughly over four hundred thousand, but with the loan, it's almost five hundred thousand."

"He has to repay a loan of seven thousand a month."

Although she had braced herself, when Wu Qingxian heard about the monthly repayment of seven thousand, she felt choked. A monthly salary of seven thousand?

In Wancheng, the salary levels were very low, with her company's pay being just over three thousand before.

After switching companies, she only started to earn just over four thousand. Seven thousand plus – that was about two months of her salary.

And her son had to repay seven thousand every month.

Had he not considered their family's financial situation at all?

"You know, Zhang Honglei has no financial capability, relying entirely on the money you give him to maintain his wealthy young master image."

"So that's why Zhang Honglei came here today."

"Feigning sincerity and apologies to you, you may feel he was genuinely remorseful, but what he was really thinking was to treat you like an ATM."

Li Zhiyan said earnestly.

"Moreover, I've heard him saying some really nasty things."

"I'm embarrassed to even tell you,"

Wu Qingxian's heart tightened, she knew those words must have been extremely unpleasant for Li Zhiyan to find it hard to tell her.

"It's okay, Xiao Yan. Just tell Auntie, what did he say?"

"Wu Auntie, I'm telling you, you must not get agitated."

"Mhm..."

Wu Qingxian, dressed in professional attire, took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

"I heard him telling his classmates that the housekeeper at home dressed in the qipao is like a bitch, taking orders from him."

"Whatever he tells her to do, she has to do it."

The world went blank for Wu Qingxian, a sense of despair overwhelming her. At this moment, she finally saw her son for who he truly was.

Was this the type of person her son was?

To insult her like this.

Feeling powerless, she leaned back on the sofa as tears flowed down endlessly.

Wu Qingxian felt utterly disappointed with Zhang Honglei, not only unwilling to acknowledge her as his mother and calling her a housekeeper, but also insulting her in front of his classmates for his own sense of achievement.

What use was such a son to her? When she saw Zhang Honglei apologizing so earnestly today,

she thought perhaps her son had truly repented.

She was considering forgiving him in her heart.

But now it seemed she was just deluding herself; his behavior was not that of a son's love for his mother but merely because he was afraid of being unable to repay the loan.

Wu Qingxian felt a wave of nausea at the thought.

Wu Qingxian sat quietly, and Li Zhiyan slowly wrapped his arms around her shoulders, letting her lean into his embrace.

The two embraced in silence.

After a long while, Wu Qingxian whispered, "Xiao Yan, I'm glad to have you."

"If it weren't for you, Auntie would have been truly deceived, and the consequences would have been unthinkable."

Wu Qingxian could imagine, had she forgiven her son, he would definitely have thought of ways to continue tricking her out of her money.

"Wu Auntie, from now on, you should just pretend you don't have a son named Zhang Honglei,"

"Mhm… Xiao Yan, from now on, Auntie will only cherish you."

Wu Qingxian said earnestly, feeling that the only person who truly cared for her in this world was Li Zhiyan.

At the company, people harbored ulterior motives toward her, and colleagues were insincere.

Her son, on the other hand, had utterly chilled her heart; he only thought about scamming her money and even insulted her in front of his classmates.

Li Zhiyan, however, had always been sincerely good to her.

"Alright..."

"Wu Auntie, don't be sad. Seeing you sad makes me feel sad too,"