After being loved by a yandere, she turned black

When Song Wan saw her son come back, she felt extremely complicated. She wanted to get close to him but didn't dare to, for fear of pushing him further away. She carefully kept a distance from Su Xu.

"Ah Xu, I'm back."

Song Wan folded her hands together. Even though he was her closest person, she seemed a little nervous and at a loss.

It had been several months since she last saw Su Xun. The older Su Xu got, the less willing he was to come back, and even less willing to see her.

Song Wan felt extremely regretful and wanted to make amends, but Su Xu didn't give her a chance at all.

Seeing Su Xu again after a few months, Song Wan's eyes were a little red. She had a lot to say to him, but she didn't know what to say.

There was a sense of distance and politeness between the two of them. Su Xu was like a guest visiting the Su family, while Song Wan was the host who did not know how to receive guests.

Song Wan lowered her head slightly, sniffed, and suppressed the bitterness and tears in her heart. When she looked at Song Ming again, she had adjusted her state.

"Ah Xu, you haven't eaten yet, I'll go prepare the meal."

Song Wan said this, fearing that Su Xu would refuse, so she turned around and was about to leave, but Su Qingci grabbed her wrist.

"Wanwan, I've asked the housekeeper to prepare the meal. You don't need to cook it yourself."

Su Qingci glanced at Song Ming beside him with a silent sneer on his lips.

When Song Ming saw this, he gave him a silent sneer.

He is still as overbearing and annoying as before.

Song Wan didn't notice the undercurrent between the two of them. Since her son had finally come back, she naturally wanted to do something.

She gently stroked Su Qingci's hand, looked at her tenderly and said, "Ah Ci, you haven't eaten the food I cooked for a long time. Your hands are numb after not cooking for so long. Ah Xu is here today, so you and your son can try the new dishes I learned so that I can know how to improve them."

"Wanwan, no need to improve, everything you cook is the most delicious..."

Su Qingci wanted to say something else, but Song Wan reached out and pressed his lips. She looked at him seriously with a hint of pleading in her eyes, "Aci, just let me go."

Su Qingci looked at her like that, and finally did not refuse. Instead, he held her hand and said gently: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Song Wan glanced at Su Xu's reaction. She actually didn't want to be too close to Su Qingci in front of her son, but she had no choice.

Su Qingci doesn't care about others and always likes to stick with her, the kind that she can't get rid of.

The smile on Song Wan's lips faded a little, and there was guilt in her eyes as she looked at Song Ming. She knew that Su Xu hated Su Qingci, and as soon as she came back, she would see the two of them being affectionate in front of him. Anyone would be disgusted.

Song Ming could see that Su Qingci did it on purpose, being intimate with his mother in front of him. In the past, he might have been jealous and angry, but after going through so many things, his restless heart had long since calmed down, and he could also see the helplessness of his mother beneath her calm appearance.

He knew very well what kind of person Su Qingci was. Because of this, he knew how to make Su Qingci's life miserable.

Song Ming smiled faintly and said, "I'll go with my father and mother. I haven't eaten the food cooked by my mother for a long time. I miss it very much."

There was a deep meaning in Song Ming's words, but Song Wan didn't hear it. However, Su Qingci did hear it.

He had already guessed who Su Xu was.

When Song Wan heard Song Ming calling her mother, she felt like she was struck by lightning and was stunned for a moment.

After coming to his senses, he looked at Song Ming excitedly, with tears glistening in his eyes.

She hadn't heard him call her that in a long, long time.

Song Wan clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, her voice choking as she said, "A Xu, if you want to eat, I'll make it for you every day..."

Before Song Wan finished her words, Su Qingci forcibly grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms, "Wan Wan, I don't want you to be so tired. Just ask the housekeeper to prepare whatever the brat wants to eat."

Where Song Wan couldn't see, Su Qingci glared at Song Ming fiercely. Song Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of luck in his eyes.

The man was still as pathologically possessive of his mother as ever.

He came back to save his mother from suffering and let Su Qingci lose his loved one.

Song Ming also wanted to know what Su Qingci would become without his mother. Would he be in agony? Would he live a life worse than death?

That would be the best. He just wanted to see Su Qingci in pain, and then he would feel happy.