My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 31 Don’t Challenge My Bottom Line_1

"Hmph, what does that matter? In any case, I won’t allow this woman to marry into our family."

"Even if I love her deeply and can’t afford to lose her, you still can’t accept it?" Shang Jingchen responded sarcastically, a hint of deep sorrow piercing through his angry eyes.

Ye Lu was stunned to see such sadness within the arrogant man before her.

She had thought of him as a philanderer, but now, she could see a certain persistence and defiant spirit towards love in him, changing his entire demeanor.

Madam Shang turned her face away: "That’s right, absolutely not."

She then looked coldly at Ye Lu.

"Don’t think that by using some despicable tactics to seduce my son, you can marry into wealth and achieve your goal. I am all too familiar with the intentions of shameless people like you. The intelligent ones would take some money and leave my son. The foolish ones would insist on opposing me, and in the end, you will regret it deeply."

Her voice was full of cold cruelty and disdain, like a queen sitting high on her throne, not permitting any opposition.

Ye Lu suddenly felt pity for Shang Jingchen. It must be suffocating and painful for him to have a mother who disregards his feelings so blatantly.

A rush of hot-blooded defiance surged through her, filling her with anger. She boldly walked up to Madam Shang, meeting her icy gaze without a flinch.

"Madam Shang, it doesn’t matter if you insult me because I don’t care about your opinions. Your words can’t truly hurt me. However, Shang Jingchen is your son, and he cares deeply about your opinion. Every single word you utter is like a knife stabbing into his heart. Don’t you care about his pain at all?"

Shang Jingchen was taken aback; he looked at the small woman in front of him in shock.

Does she realize what she’s saying?

For the first time, Madam Shang’s face turned grim as she was challenged directly.

"You dare to accuse me!"

"Why not? Anyone has the right to point out when you’re wrong. You always say what you don’t permit, what you don’t like, what you disapprove of... you think only of yourself, but have you ever considered what your son truly feels, what he likes, what he is willing to accept?"

A shade of pale crossed Shang Jingchen’s face as his gaze wavered. Each of her words spoke to his deepest pain.

He hadn’t expected this woman to stand up for him like this.

"I am doing it for his own good," Madam Shang stated coldly.

Ye Lu pitied Shang Jingchen even more: "This is an uncivilized yet rather self-righteous justification. You are hurting him under the guise of doing what’s best for him! Isn’t this worse? You can’t even respect his true desires and dictate his every action. You’re just exploiting his love for you to hurt him as you please and you think it’s for his own good. What a ridiculously selfish mother you are!"

A harsh slap cut off Ye Lu’s furious rebuttal.

A fiery palm print was imprinted on her cheek, burning with pain.

For the first time, Ye Lu was slapped publicly. Holding her face, she felt a mix of shock, humiliation, and injustice that brought tears to her eyes.

"When was it your turn to lecture me?" Madam Shang’s gaze turned colder.

Ye Lu’s words had hit a nerve, stirring deep wounds in her heart. She loathed the woman before her and couldn’t help but raise her hand again.

"Enough!" Shang Jingchen interrupted her with a icy roar, gripping her raised hand. "Mother, enough is enough. I tolerate you because I choose to, not because I have to. Don’t push me to my limit!"

Madam Shang’s face paled, she bit her lip and then coldly turned away.

The room fell deathly silent, and the guards outside, hearing the commotion, dared not enter.