Chapter 137: Mother Shen Learns the Destination of Her Son

Mo Yi found the box in Jiang Lai's nightstand drawer and deliberately opened it to check whether there were any documents.

After seeing the contents, she almost smoked from all seven orifices.

Jiang Lai's ex‑husband is literally a brute.

Mo Yi knows Jiang Lai intends to give this material to Shen Xun's mother, and when handing over the documents, her resentful gaze seemed ready to pierce Mother Shen.

"Who are you?" Mother Shen said with a disdainful look.

Mo Yi: "I am the nanny responsible for taking care of Miss Jiang."

Mother Shen: "What nose does a nanny use to look at people? What noble air does a nanny have?"

Mo Yi: "A nanny isn't noble; at least I don't raise brutes."

Is she calling her son a brute? Mother Shen gritted her teeth and roared, "Say that again! Do you think I'll tear your mouth to shreds?"

Jiang Lai opened her mouth, intending to stop the two from arguing; the matter was urgent.

But Mo Yi's combat ability was too strong; with hands on her hips and chest thrust forward, she stood before Mother Shen and forced her to step back.

"Before you tear my mouth to shreds, take a look at the good deeds your son has done!"

Mother Shen glared angrily, shaking the documents in her hand: "I want to see what kind of…"

Her voice suddenly halted.

She stared tightly at the contents; from initial disbelief to trembling hands, her scrolling speed grew faster and faster.

"Fake, it must be fake…"

So all the money her son had earned these years was spent on Lin Shutong?

All given to Lin Shutong?

Ah! All given to Lin Shutong!

The over ten pages of paper were instantly crumpled by Mother Shen's two hands, and she looked up in disbelief, staring at Jiang Lai.

"What are these?"

She still could not believe it.

"Aren't you seeing it clearly?" Jiang Lai said, looking into her eyes, "I've been married to Shen Xun for four years; he only gives me three thousand a month, and I have to use my own salary to supplement household expenses. When Shen Xi had a car accident and was in the hospital, you let me use money to compensate? How am I supposed to compensate? With my three thousand a month?"

"During the past few years abroad, Lin Shutong took three million each month from Shen Xun's hand; after returning to the country, Shen Xun immediately bought her a Bentley for transportation and also purchased a large flat in Shuantianque for her to stay."

"Shuantianque's house prices are double those of the Shengshi Yayuan you live in. You always say I'm stingy, that it burdens your son, but in fact your son prefers to starve himself, starve his wife, starve his own parents and sister, rather than let his beloved suffer."

"Besides that, Lin Shutong carries bags worth hundreds of thousands, wears clothes worth tens of thousands, and dons jewelry worth millions—all funded by your son's devoted sponsorship."

"Shen Xun told me that money is either saved or invested; he kept it from me, I understand, because the person he loves is Lin Shutong, yet he even hid it from you." The final sentence is as murderous as a heart‑cutting accusation.

Mother Shen for a moment could not bear the blow of the truth; her mouth hung open, and her breathing became rapid.

She liked Lin Shutong so much, hoping to make her her daughter‑in‑law.

Lin Shutong, however, before even marrying into the Shen family, had already coaxed her son into a whirl, with ninety percent of his yearly earnings ending up in Lin Shutong's pocket!

Lin Shutong is the ant that bores a hole through the Shen family!

She is the leech that sucks her son's blood!

"Lin, Lin, Lin…" she was so angry she couldn't even speak, the anger wouldn't flow.

Mo Yi, seeing this, hurriedly called an ambulance.

If there were any mishap, Miss Jiang would have to cause a whole scandal again.

"You wretch!" Mother Shen gathered all her breath, said it, and immediately fainted from anger.

Jiang Lai was startled at first; fearing a mishap if she fell to the ground, she still reached out to support her.

The nearest hospital dispatched an ambulance.

Jiang Lai and Mo Yi went along together.

Jiang Lai did not expect this incident would hit Mother Shen so hard.

Mo Yi also wore a surprised expression: "She's so possessive over her son's money? She could actually faint from anger."

Mother Shen has never worked.

Born into a first‑tier city worker's family, she was supported by her family from age one to nineteen; after marrying a husband four years older, she relied on him, and after he left a well‑known education group, she relied on her son.

Mother Shen constantly scolded Jiang Lai as a low‑paid employee earning four thousand a month, while in fact she herself had never earned a single cent.

The only money she ever earned was probably the interest from the money her husband and son deposited in the bank.

Mother Shen believed her husband's money was hers, and her son's money was obviously hers as well.

Mother Shen originally thought her son's money was with the out‑of‑town daughter‑in‑law she despised, but it turned out to be in the hands of a real outsider.

When she woke up from the hospital bed, Jiang Lai was gone; she only saw her husband and son standing anxiously by the bedside.

"Mom, you're awake!" Shen Xun immediately noticed his mother's eyes opening and anxiously asked, "How did you faint?"

Shen Father also asked, "How do you feel?"

Mother Shen recalled the documents she had seen before fainting, every word Jiang Lai had spoken, and the breath again stuck in her chest.

She trembled, pointing at her son: "Honestly tell me, where has all the money you earned these years gone!"

Shen Xun's breath caught.

A flash of panic flickered in his eyes.

"How did mother know?"

Didn't Director Fu personally send someone to handle his scandal? How did it reach mother's ears?

Shen Father frowned: "Why ask this as soon as you wake up? Wasn't it always in Jiang Lai's hands before?"

"Not Jiang Lai's!" Mother Shen raised her hand to slap her son, but ultimately couldn't bring herself to.

She said with anguish: "Speak! Talk properly with me and your father. Your annual salary, your bonuses, your investment returns, everything—where did they all go! What have you been hiding from us!"

Shen Father, seeing her condition, felt a bad premonition, turned his head and questioned his son: "What have you gotten involved with that you shouldn't have?"

"No." Shen Xun's lips pressed into a straight line.

Father Shen: "What does your mother mean by that?"

Mother Shen couldn't wait to say: "He gave all the money to Lin Shutong! Three million a month, Shen Hong, three million! It's been over three years, over thirty million a year!"

"Even if he doesn't spend the money on us, on his wife and sister, he shouldn't be spending it on a woman who has no name or status!"

"Shen Xun, Shen Xun, have you bought me jewelry worth millions? Have you bought your father cars worth millions? Have you bought your sister all those designer bags and clothes? And what about you—how many valuable things do you own yourself?"

"How could I and your father have raised someone like you… a traitor!"

Shen Xun was scolded until he was drenched in abuse.

Father Shen looked at his silent son, then at his wife whose face had turned ashen, and asked: "Where did you hear that?"

He knew his son had spent money on Lin Shutong, but his wife's statement was overly exaggerated; could it be mere hearsay?

"Where would I have heard it? I don't need to hear it—Jiang Lai shoved the evidence in my face." The slap made her face sting with popping sounds, and with outsiders present, she lost all face.

"Jiang Lai? You went to see Jiang Lai?" Shen Xun raised his eyes; he only wanted to know how his mother had met Jiang Lai.

Mother Shen's head was pounding, but all she could think about was where the money had gone: "Shen Hong, you go ask your son yourself whether it's true or not? Shen Xun, tell your father whether I'm telling the truth or not."