Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

When He Meijuan met He Qihan's furious gaze, her face paled even more, and she was so frightened that her scalp tingled.

Because her son had always been a very obedient and well-behaved child, she was shocked and unable to accept this terrible truth.

She swallowed hard, trying to calm herself down. She apologized to her son first, "Ahan, Mom shouldn't have looked at your phone without your permission, but you..."

Before she could finish speaking, He Qihan interrupted her sharply, "Knowing you shouldn't look at my phone without permission, why did you still look at it?"

He Qihan was so angry that his voice was extremely loud, and the veins on his neck were bulging.

He Meijuan trembled slightly and subconsciously took half a step back.

"Ahan, I'm sorry, Mom was just worried about you..."

He Qihan interrupted again, "You say sorry, but you don't really think it's a big deal. I'm all grown up now, I'm not a child anymore, I need my own privacy as an adult."

Speaking of privacy, he recalled the control his mother had exerted over the years. His mother had set his phone password, and he didn't dare to look at anything that adult men would watch.

His resentment grew stronger and stronger. He approached He Meijuan and sneered, "Mom, do you know? I'm not your possession. I have my own independent thoughts. From childhood to adulthood, have you ever considered my feelings? I've already suffered enough by not having a father's love, and even you, my mother, don't love me..."

"I know that when I was very young, you resented me. You thought I was a burden and transferred your resentment towards Fu Zhenlong onto me. Later, you thought that instead of resenting me, you might as well cultivate me into a seed of hatred for Fu Zhenlong, haha..."

That final "heh heh" was a very sad laugh.

He Meijuan felt a chill run down her spine.

My son's laughter is terrifying, so unfamiliar.

She wanted to argue that she loved her son.

But what her son said was the truth, and she couldn't refute it for a moment.

She never expected her son to be so perceptive as to see through her thoughts.

No wonder there was such deep resentment in his eyes.

She never told me before, so she didn't know.

She took it for granted that her son listened to her.

She only realized it wasn't true when her son told her.

He Qihan found it extremely ironic to see He Meijuan speechless.

His pent-up resentment finally erupted at this moment.

"Didn't you teach me to hate Fu Zhenlong and his son since I was little? I'll do as you wish, I hate them to death, I must kill them, and even if I don't kill them, I will kill the things they care about most!" His eyes were red. He hadn't slept last night, so his eyes were already bloodshot. With this emotional outburst, his eyes turned a frighteningly bright red, and he was grinding his teeth to pieces.

He Meijuan was very scared, but she also felt that she shouldn't back down at this time.

She took a half step forward, grasped He Qihan's hand, and tried to persuade her son using Yang Guanghui's example, "Qihan, being extreme is no good. Yang Guanghui is the best example. His method of killing was too extreme. We can take revenge through business. Mom doesn't want you to become a murderer..."

The police had already posted a notice online, which she saw, and that's how she learned Yang Guanghui's name.

He Qihan could only sneer.

He now feels that everything his mother said was so hypocritical.

He forcefully shook off He Meijuan's hand and retorted sharply, "If you really didn't want me to become a murderer, you wouldn't have instilled hatred for Fu Zhenlong and his son in me in the first place. Mom, I don't hate you for doing this. You brought me into this world, and whatever you ask me to do is something I should repay. But what you're saying now is so hypocritical, and I feel disgusted and disappointed."

He Meijuan kept shaking her head, "Ahan, don't think of me like that. You were born after I carried you for ten months, how could I..."

"Enough! I don't want to hear it." He Qihan was already physically tired of these words.

"Ahan, come abroad with Mom. Forget all the unpleasant things and start over." He Meijuan didn't give up and grabbed He Qihan's hand again.

She had saved a lot of money over the years, and Fu Zhenlong also gave her a sum of compensation.

With this money, you could live very well abroad.

She couldn't forgive Fu Zhenlong for abandoning her back then, but she didn't want to live with that grudge anymore.

That will only make you unhappy.

She now regrets telling her son about the adults' grudges back then.

She is the cause of her son's extreme personality.

"I can't forget, and I don't want to forget." He Qihan shook off He Meijuan's hand again, unmoved.

He Meijuan realized that her son was determined to kill Mu Tiantian, and she couldn't persuade him for the time being, so she had no choice but to take action against the assassin organization.

With a hint of probing, she changed her approach, "Are you really going to do it? How did you find that assassin organization? Are they reliable?"

"They are a highly professional assassin organization. As long as the money is right, there's no one they can't kill!" He Qihan emphasized with a sinister smirk.

He found that on the dark web.

He Meijuan was startled again when she saw her son speaking so matter-of-factly.

She was struggling with how to persuade her son to turn back from the wrong path when the phone in her pocket rang.

She saw it was Fu Zhenlong calling, and felt puzzled and uneasy.

Why is Fu Zhenlong calling at this time?

She didn't know whether she should answer the phone.

He Qihan glanced at the lit screen of his mother's phone and could guess what Fu Zhenlong wanted to say in this call.

He wanted to see what Fu Zhenlong was going to say to his mother.

He took the phone and answered the call for He Meijuan.

"Meijuan, I'm downstairs at the apartment building. Is it convenient for me to come up now? I have something very important to talk to you about." Fu Zhenlong felt he should still make a call to ask.

He Meijuan thought about it carefully and decided that it would be good to let Fu Zhenlong come up.

Her intuition told her that Fu Zhenlong had come because of her son. She had no way to persuade her son to give up killing, but perhaps Fu Zhenlong had a way.

"Come on up," she agreed.

Soon, Fu Zhenlong came up.

He Qihan did not avoid the question.

Fu Zhenlong knocked on the door, and He Meijuan opened it for him.

He went in and saw He Qihan there. He went straight to the point with He Meijuan, "Meijuan, take Ahan abroad to live. I'll give you whatever money you want, and I'll agree to whatever conditions you ask for! The condition is that you have to convince Ahan and guarantee that Ahan will not hurt Ashen."

He Meijuan wasn't too surprised; she had guessed right.

She only cares about money now, she can't wait to eat it all, and that makes her very unhappy.

Unfortunately, she has now come to a realization.

The son, however, couldn't understand.

She wanted to agree, but she was afraid her son would be angry, so she didn't dare to speak up immediately.