Si Jingyu was immediately stunned by Li Shu’s words. She looked at the woman in disbelief and asked, “What- what did you say?”
Li Shu smiled bitterly.
She bit her lip as her eyes reddened at once. She repeated, “I said he’s not my son. All these years, I’ve been cheated by them!”
Si Jingyu’s pupils shrank back as she stared at Li Shu. She asked, “What happened?”
Li Shu was unable to hold back her tears at this point.
For the next half an hour, she told Si Jingyu the ins and outs of the situation as she cried. After she was done, Si Jingyu was left staring back at her in a stunned silence.
In the past, Si Jingyu had felt that losing a child was the greatest tragedy in life.
But never had she expected that Li Shu’s situation would be so much more sorrowful.
Years ago, Shi Xun had gotten kidnapped and she had found him only six years later. But the child had still been young and she had had the opportunity to make up for the time lost.
However, Li Shu’s child had been swapped. Now the child was a grown-up. In all those years, all the things she had done to the child and now…
Si Jingyu was at a loss for words and did not know what to say to comfort her friend. She could only sit next to the woman and reach out to gently pat her back.
Li Shu cried as she spoke, “It was all my fault. At the time, I had lost hope in Mo Hai but didn’t want the child to be without both parents. So I put no effort in the child. If I had put my heart into watching the children grow up, I might have discovered this earlier. Jingyu, I’m such a fool. How could I have been so naive to think that the third party should not be blamed when the man has an affair?”
Si Jingyu sighed listening to this.
Li Shu was a woman of principle.
She had always tried to be fair about who was at fault.
The affair between Mo Hai and Yao Lili had been a big deal when it happened.
When the heavily pregnant Yao Lili had come to the Mo family with no other means of financial support, Li Shu had thought that, rather than blame the third party, it was fair to say that Mo Hai had not done well.
Furthermore, Yao Lili had been carrying a child and Mo Hai’s mother, an old lady who had passed away five years ago, had insisted on keeping the child at the time. This had greatly saddened Li Shu as she then embarked on a life that was something of a joke among the elite and wealthy families of Beijing.
While the mistress lived next door under the same roof, Li Shu lived a quiet life alone with no desires or passion, and with no interest in the secular world.
This was her, a person who would not fight or compete, and in the end she had been cheated by this mistress for most of her life. The mistress had ruined most of her life and at least the better half of Mo Xicheng.
Si Jingyu frowned and finally sighed again as she patted her friend’s back.
She said gently, “Li Shu, it’s still not too late now that you are aware of this.”
Li Shu nodded and wiped her tears. Looking at Si Jingyu, she said, “I know. That’s why I’ve had it all thought out. I want to help my child and take back everything that belongs to him.”
She looked up at Si Jingyu steadily and continued, “So Si Jingyu, I beg of you, give Mo Xicheng some time. Let him take back everything that belongs to the Mo family before you do anything to Mo Zhi, otherwise… I don’t want the child to go thinking that he depended on his girlfriend’s family for whatever he achieved. That child is pitiful enough and I only want to protect his pride.”
At a complete loss for words, Si Jingyu looked back at her.
Both Nianyao and Li Shu had the same plea. How could they possibly not agree?
