Free Web NovelChapter 271: Chapter 271: Mom, Don’t Be Afraid
"You’re not thinking of using Little Tang Mo to threaten Su Li into remarrying you, are you?"
Finally, it was Wu Sheng who broke the silence, speaking calmly.
Tang Yuanxiao’s breath caught. He had indeed considered it—before he saw Su Li crying.
"If you are having that thought, I’d advise you to get rid of it. It’s not that I’m afraid Su Li will remarry you... I’m afraid you’ll anger her to death."
If Tang Yuanxiao brought it up, he would only push Su Li further away.
Wu Sheng knew this clearly, but he still didn’t want Tang Yuanxiao to say a word.
Just hearing the word "remarry" disgusted him, let alone how Su Li would feel.
Su Li would be furious.
"You think there’s absolutely no chance Su Li will remarry me?"
Tang Yuanxiao could see Wu Sheng’s attitude crystal clear, which made him even more upset and angry, as well as a little ashamed.
He lashed out in embarrassment.
Wu Sheng nodded firmly. "Yes. Absolutely no chance."
Tang Yuanxiao’s hands clenched into tight fists, but he had no rebuttal.
Wu Sheng looked Tang Yuanxiao straight in the eye and spoke again.
"Old Tang, have you ever thought about it? If you say that, where does that leave Little Point? How will Little Point feel when he finds out? He’s called you ’Dad’ for six years."
Little Tang Mo was a thorn in Su Li’s heart. If Tang Yuanxiao used him as a threat, how devastated would she be?
Especially when the custody issue had reached a dead end.
Wu Sheng looked directly at Tang Yuanxiao and calmly tried to reason with him.
"Old Tang, don’t do it. It would be too cruel to both of them."
He was speaking persuasively, but the faint killing intent in his words was impossible to ignore.
"I..." Tang Yuanxiao was speechless.
Why was he acting so crazy? Because he couldn’t let go of Su Li. Because he was afraid.
He couldn’t control his own heart.
He hated this dark side of himself.
He wanted to be like Wu Sheng, but he couldn’t.
And so, his envy, jealousy, and hatred grew, along with his shame.
At two in the morning, Wu Sheng saw that everything was fine on Su Li’s end. Mother and son were both sleeping soundly, so he locked the door and left.
After returning home, Wu Sheng lay on his bed and slammed his fist into the mattress.
’Why am I so pissed off? Su Li wouldn’t actually remarry for Little Point’s sake, would she? No way, right?’
Wu Sheng had been certain Su Li wouldn’t, but thinking about how she was after getting drunk today, he couldn’t help but worry.
"So annoying, annoying, annoying!" Wu Sheng shouted before letting out a breath. ’Looks like I’ll have to go talk to Old Song tomorrow.’
The Old Song he mentioned was the lawyer he had found for Su Li.
When Su Li woke up in the morning, her head was pounding and her eyes were swollen.
But all that was instantly cured the moment she saw Little Tang Mo’s smiling face.
Little Tang Mo woke up after Su Li, and just like in the old days, he immediately broke into a smile upon seeing her.
"Little Mo!" Su Li was overjoyed.
Little Tang Mo smiled and looked closely at Su Li’s somewhat swollen eyes, then reached out to gently press them.
"It’s nothing, just a little puffy..." As Su Li spoke, the memories of last night slowly returned.
Ugh... she had gotten drunk on fruit wine.
Not only that, she had made a fool of herself!
This habit of looking for Little Tang Mo when she was drunk was one Su Li had developed in her past life.
She couldn’t hold her liquor and had gotten drunk twice before.
After those two times, the couple Yu Zhengqing and Ling Zhen had warned her over and over again not to get drunk.
Su Li had always remembered their advice, but she never expected to slip up last night...
Thinking about the stupid things she’d done, Su Li wished she could crawl into a hole and hide.
After replaying her cringeworthy drunken experience in her mind, Su Li groaned a couple of times and got out of bed.
"Little Mo, are you in the bathroom?"
Su Li asked as she walked out of the room.
The words had barely left her mouth when she saw Little Tang Mo approaching, carrying a steaming hot towel.
He beckoned with his small hand for Su Li to sit on the sofa, then carefully placed the hot towel over her eyes.
The warmth of the towel was incredibly comforting.
Unsure if it was the towel or the warmth in her heart, Su Li felt her eyes grow warm as well.
She grabbed Little Tang Mo’s hand. "Little Mo, the water’s so hot. Did you burn your hand?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Little Tang Mo take her hand and write, stroke by stroke, in her palm: "No."
The tickling in her palm made Su Li laugh.
She was laughing, but she also wanted to cry.
"You didn’t? That’s good, that’s really good. Little Mo, how can you be so well-behaved?"
She reached out to touch Little Tang Mo’s face. Knowing she couldn’t see, he immediately took her hand and guided it to his cheek.
"So good."
Su Li took his other hand, brought it to her lips, and gently kissed his palm.
Little Tang Mo burst out laughing and shyly pulled away.
"Does it tickle?" Su Li asked with a smile.
Little Tang Mo nodded vigorously, then suddenly took Su Li’s hand and kissed her palm.
Su Li froze for a moment, then quickly pulled the towel away from her eyes.
Little Tang Mo was looking at Su Li with a grin. Seeing that she was watching, he kissed her palm again, a triumphant look flashing across his face.
"Little Mo." Looking at Little Tang Mo, who seemed to have come alive overnight and returned to his old self, Su Li’s tears almost burst forth.
She swept Little Tang Mo into her arms. "This is wonderful, just wonderful."
Little Tang Mo patted Su Li’s shoulder with his small hand, comforting her silently.
He took her hand again and wrote carefully in her palm, "Mama, don’t be afraid."
Su Li nodded hard. "Mm, I’m not afraid. As long as Little Mo is by my side, Mama isn’t afraid of anything."
Little Tang Mo nodded vigorously and wrote four more words: "I am doing well."
’I have to be well, stay by Mama’s side. I have to get better and better, so Mama won’t cry.’
Because he wasn’t her biological grandson, six years of affection vanished in an instant. Mrs. Tang’s sudden turn to abuse caused Little Tang Mo’s worldview and sense of security to shatter and collapse.
Although Su Li kept him by her side afterward, her previous absence and refusal to see him had made the sensitive Little Tang Mo aware that something was wrong. He had even guessed what was on Su Li’s mind.
Just as Su Li had thought, he also harbored some resentment toward her.
That was why, during this time, he still hadn’t been able to regain his sense of security.
But last night, seeing Su Li in that state, Little Tang Mo suddenly found his sense of security again.
It turned out that it wasn’t just him who couldn’t live without his mother; his mother couldn’t live without him either.
Su Li’s drunken episode had, by a complete fluke, allowed Little Tang Mo to find his sense of security again.
His previous fear, anxiety, and unease mostly vanished, and Little Tang Mo’s spirits instantly lifted.
Although his inability to speak still weighed heavily on his heart, he wasn’t so afraid anymore.
Because Mama was here.
’As long as Mama is okay, and he is okay, everything will be fine.’
Watching Little Tang Mo writing so earnestly, Su Li cried tears of joy. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
"Little Mo is so good, so good..."
Little Mo patted Su Li’s shoulder, silently comforting her, then made her sit on the sofa and not move.
He took the towel, pattered over to wet it, and then brought the steaming towel back to continue dabbing Su Li’s eyes.
With the hot towel on her eyes, Su Li’s eyes filled with tears of relief.
The headache from her hangover vanished in an instant, all thanks to Little Tang Mo.
During breakfast, Su Li kept one hand on the table, making it convenient for Little Tang Mo to write on it to talk with her.
If he could nod or shake his head, Little Tang Mo would do so. If not, he would write in Su Li’s palm.
After they finished breakfast, Little Tang Mo wrote two sentences in Su Li’s palm.
"Mama, I want to go to school."
"Mama has to go to school too."
Su Li was taken aback. "Little Mo, you want to go to school?"
Little Tang Mo nodded affirmatively and wrote clearly, "Go to school here, with Mama."
He wrote, stroke by stroke, "Mama has to study hard too."
