Chapter 1406: Different Ideologies, No Need to Agree

The letter was finished.

Shi Youxuan had an instant urge to tear it to shreds and throw it into the trash can.

If she had felt a shred of pity for Lu Feifei before seeing this letter, after reading what she wrote to Zichen, her impression of this girl was now extremely poor!

That's right, there is nothing wrong with liking someone.

But the premise of liking someone is that it doesn't affect others; she used Litian without a hint of guilt just because she liked Zichen?

Lu Feifei was too selfish; she only cared about her own feelings while completely ignoring Litian's sacrifices.

Shi Youxuan decided she had to have a showdown with her son!

Zichen was preparing to return to shore after swimming a few laps in the sea when Litian said, "Swim two more laps, it's too hot up there."

In the sea, Litian was like a fish back in water, temporarily forgetting other unpleasant things.

But Zichen was still preoccupied with the shore; there was a secret in his bag, and he felt uneasy. He hadn't had a chance to deal with that "love letter" yet, and it absolutely must not be discovered by anyone.

"I'm thirsty, going back to drink some water."

He went back, and his mother handed him a glass of fresh, iced watermelon juice: "Drink some watermelon juice, replenish your Vitamin C."

"Thanks."

He retrieved his bag first, then took the watermelon juice and took a sip.

"I'm sorry," Shi Youxuan apologized to her son.

"Huh?"

"Mom was bored just now and went through your bag."

Zichen:...

"How could you do that? Didn't you promise me properly that you wouldn't go through my bag? Why don't you keep your word..." Zichen was furious and started shouting.

Shi Youxuan was in the wrong, so naturally, she couldn't defend herself; she only whispered, "Go ahead and shout. The louder you shout, the sooner Litian will hear you."

Zichen slumped powerlessly into his chair, stopped shouting, and just glared hard at his mother to vent his dissatisfaction.

Shi Youxuan didn't care; she just pretended not to see it.

She wore a smile and said unhurriedly, "I didn't just go through your bag and see that letter; I can also rationally analyze and clarify things for you, making the things you're currently confused about gradually clear. Do you want to hear it?"

Zichen agreed: "Mm."

Shi Youxuan said, "You were likely moved by Lu Feifei just now. If I were you, an eighteen-year-old boy, it would be hard not to be moved upon seeing such a sincere love letter."

"Being liked and being appreciated is a very pleasant thing, and because of being liked, coming to like that person and that matter in return is also logical. I suspect that is how Lu Feifei came to like you."

"She likes you, but it's not because of who you are; a large part of the reason is the love letter you wrote back then, and everything you did out of guilt that touched her."

"Guilt and being touched were mistaken for liking, and she passed this changed form of liking on to you, making you feel guilty, and invisibly hurting Litian again..."

His mother's words made Zichen suddenly realize the truth.

"Thanks, Mom. I understand. I'll go clarify things with classmate Lu Feifei right now."

"Go ahead, I believe you can handle it well."

Shi Youxuan didn't ask what Zichen planned to do, nor was it necessary to ask.

He was an adult now; as long as he recognized his own heart, she believed her son could handle his own affairs well.

From ancient times to the present, how many brothers have turned into enemies because they fell in love with the same woman? Shi Youxuan didn't want her own sons to end up like that!

Actually, what she said just now wasn't entirely correct; Lu Feifei did have genuine feelings for her son, which she could sense between the lines.

But she had to say it that way to guide her son, to tell him that this wasn't liking, let alone love, so as to nip this sentiment in the bud and not let her two sons fall into a love triangle.

No one knew how Zichen responded to Lu Feifei, but Shi Youxuan could see that Zichen had indeed returned to his old self, laughing and joking, and even running to the kitchen to compare culinary skills with the chef!

She returned to her room, and Yueyue walked toward her mother with her short little legs: "Hug, hug!"

Shi Youxuan picked up her daughter, told the nanny to go rest, and then kissed her daughter's little cheek with a heart full of pity: "Baobao, you're not feeling well, are you?"

"No... no no no, Baobao is good!" The little one stuck out her tongue mischievously, indicating she wasn't feeling unwell.

But!

The next moment, her little mouth suddenly turned down, and she burst into tears with a "waa."

"Pain, so much pain! Mommy is bad..."

Her mother had pinched her bottom without warning, and the little one cried loudly from the pain.

Shi Youxuan felt pained too, but short-term pain is better than long-term pain.

The short-term pain was the pain on her little daughter's body; the long-term pain might be the pain in her two sons' hearts, lasting for a long time.

"Baobao, keep crying. Cry until we get in the car, and when we get back, Mommy will give you candy," Shi Youxuan urged quickly.

The nanny heard the crying and rushed over: "Why is the second young miss crying? She was fine just a moment ago."

"Don't ask, come with me quickly."

Hearing that there was candy to eat, Yueyue cried even louder.

The group ran out of the Villa, and Sheng Hanyu met them: "What's wrong? What's wrong with Yueyue?"

"It's nothing, she didn't bring a toy she wanted and won't stop crying. We're going back to get it; you stay here with them and have a good time."

If this had been the boys when they were little, crying endlessly because a toy wasn't brought, Sheng Hanyu would definitely have scolded them and strongly opposed his wife for indulging the children.

But Yueyue was different; Yueyue was their youngest daughter, and Sheng Hanyu was completely indulgent toward his daughter.

"Coax her well on the road, don't let her cry until she ruins her voice."

"I know, you're so long-winded."

Shi Youxuan held her daughter as she got into the car, and as the car started, Yueyue's crying stopped immediately!

"Candy."

"I'll give it to you when we get home."

How could Shi Youxuan not know her?

"Give it now, or you'll have to get out of the car immediately."

The little girl pursed her lips, about to cry.

Shi Youxuan warned her immediately: "If you cry now, you won't get anything at all."

"Mommy is mean."

Although the little girl was not very happy, she knew that Mommy was not to be trifled with and was not as easy to talk to as Daddy.

The car drove into the city, and Shi Youxuan had the driver pull over, telling the nanny to take Yueyue home to wait for her, and that after arriving home, she must give Yueyue a piece of candy, and not to forget to rinse her mouth after eating it.

She got out of the car and dialed Lu Feifei's number: "Hello, I am Litian's mother, I would like to see you."

Youth Cafe.

After Shi Youxuan had been sitting there for ten minutes, Lu Feifei finally hurried in through the front door.

Beads of sweat had formed on her forehead from running, and she stood before Shi Youxuan, panting, apologizing nervously: "I, I'm sorry, Auntie, I, I'm late."

"It's alright, please sit."

Shi Youxuan did not show her emotions on her face, but in reality, her impression of Lu Feifei was already very poor.

The reason was simple: the place she had chosen was not far from where Lu Feifei rented her room.

Even if she had walked over slowly, it would have taken at most three minutes.

She had called Lu Feifei after getting out of the car, it took seven minutes to get there by taxi, and ten minutes after she sat down, Lu Feifei finally ran over "covered in sweat"—it was hard not to associate this with her putting on an act!