Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!-Chapter 614 - 584: Capital Panic (Part 3)
"Oh~ thatβs good!" Jun Yan breathed a sigh of relief, a seriousness on his face that did not match his age. "Mom, I think Brother Li... he not only doesnβt like you, but even kind of... hates you." ππ«ππ²π¨πππππ―ππΉ.ππ¨πΊ
Yan Yueqingβs expression became heavy.
From her conversation with her son yesterday, she did feel that the new little boy had an inexplicable resistance towards her, but she didnβt expect Yan Bao to use such a strong word as "hate."
"Tell me, what did you notice?"
Jun Yan straightened his small body and began to report like a little detective: "This afternoon in the garden, I intentionally mentioned Qin Youranβs name in front of him as you asked. Who knew his reaction would be so strange."
"How was it strange?"
"His eyes lit up all of a sudden, like... like he heard about his favorite candy." Jun Yan searched for an appropriate analogy, "Then I pretended to let it slip that Aunt Qin has been locked up, and his expression changed immediately."
Yan Yueqing pondered: "How did it change?"
"He looked very sad, but more was anger." Jun Yanβs little hand unconsciously grabbed his motherβs sleeve, "Especially when I mentioned that Aunt Qin was sued by Uncle Qian because she teamed up with Huang Zhen to spread rumors about you... the way he looked at me was so scary, as if he wanted to eat me alive."
Yan Yueqing pulled her son into her arms, gently stroking his back: "And then?"
"Then I pretended not to notice and continued talking about other things. At dinner, I deliberately sat next to him and noticed he kept secretly watching you." Jun Yan tilted his small face upward, "Itβs not the curious kind of look, itβs... itβs the despising kind."
Yan Yueqing nodded.
The occasional glances from Ji Li tonight were truly not what an eight-year-old should have.
Too complex, too deep, as if carrying resentment far beyond his age.
"Mom, I think heβs very dangerous." Jun Yanβs voice carried worry, "Why does he like Aunt Qin so much? And why does he hate you? You clearly didnβt know each other before."
Not in this life...
The system had long told her that when she came back from the time stream, she carried some memories from the future.
Some were hers, some belonged to others.
The same was trueβthey were all, unattainable copies of the world she couldnβt return to.
An imposter had occupied her body, recklessly played and ended up committing suicide by jumping into the sea. Qin Youran climbed to a prominent position through Wang Bao. And those who enjoyed some warmth after Qin Youran succeeded imprinted that gratitude deep in their bones, remembered more clearly than anyone.
Based on Ji Liβs reaction, he was likely also disturbed by those future memories.
Just like when she first returned, she couldnβt tell what was real and what was fake?
Had she developed according to her memories, she would have likely missed many facts!
She had the system, which had been assisting her in finding the truth, which only slowly stabilized and developed into the current rhythm and pace.
But Ji Li had nothing...
With his grandmother gravely ill, and the Aunt Qin in his mind who could help him was now trapped with a prison sentence, all the "initiators" suddenly reached out a helping hand to him.
Of course, he would be afraid, would doubt, would hate!
Yan Yueqing fully understood and was not bothered by Ji Liβs reaction and attitude.
Memories could be influenced by emotions, and to put it simply, Ji Li was just a very love-deprived and resource-lacking child.
Being able to keep Qin Youran in his heart for so long also provedβhe was a very grateful child, wasnβt he?
In this lifetime, his grandmother hasnβt passed, and his life is just beginning; everything is still on time.
Yan Yueqing kissed her sonβs forehead: "Thank you, my little detective. The reason I let you test Brother Liβs feelings for Qin Youran is for a reason..."
She briefly explained the situation, and although Jun Yan was only five years old, he understood.
"So... Brother Liβs dislike for Mom isnβt from the heart, but rather being interfered with by some memories?"
"Exactly, like a sapling being eaten away by pests during its growth."
"Then Mom, I have to help Brother Li get rid of these pests!" Jun Yan was very earnest.
Yan Yueqing looked at her sonβs serious little face and couldnβt help but kiss him again: "My little Yan is so kind, but this matter needs to be taken slowly, we canβt rush."
Jun Yan tilted his head thinking: "Mom, what should I do?"







