Chapter 1710: A Very Unpleasant Conflict

"I'm heading straight back after leaving Moli's place. You go back on your own; I'm not picking you up."

Jian Yixin drove off after saying this.

Since they weren't going back together, they naturally wouldn't be eating lunch together either.

When Moli received his mother's call saying she had already arrived downstairs, he was surprised and flustered.

"Why did you come so suddenly? You didn't even give me a heads-up beforehand?"

Jian Yixin was displeased: "What? Do I need to request permission and submit a report just to see my own son? You have such high standards; who did you learn that from?"

Moli saw that things were going poorly; his mother had arrived in a foul mood.

So he hurriedly explained: "That's not what I meant, I don't know where you're getting that from..."

"Come down and pick me up. I'm downstairs at your Apartment."

Moli:...

"Mom, I'm not at home. Please wait for me at the house for a while; I'll be back very soon."

Moli did not live in a dormitory. Fearing her son would be wronged, Jian Yixin had bought him a high-end Apartment outside of school, over two hundred square meters in size.

Yet she still felt she had wronged her son; in her mind, she should have bought a Villa, but her son had refused, saying it was too flashy and not good.

So she "kept a low profile" and bought a house of over two hundred square meters.

Among his classmates, Moli definitely counted as having excellent living conditions, but even so, she still felt she had wronged her son.

With Su Qiangying having suffered a miscarriage, she took it for granted that the two should be living together, so she went straight to her son's building.

When her son asked her to wait upstairs, Jian Yixin keenly sensed that her son was not living at home, rather than just being out buying things and returning shortly.

"Where are you? Aren't you with Su Qiangying?" she asked.

"We are together. I'm at A-Ying's place taking care of her."

Jian Yixin:...

She said: "I brought a lot of supplements to see A-Ying. Send me your location, and I'll come over."

After Moli agreed, he sent the location over.

Su Qiangying complained: "You really are something. Why did you tell your mom my address? It'll be so awkward when we meet." She felt a bit embarrassed.

Moli: "My mom drove for over an hour just to come see you. Now that she's here, should I tell her not to come? If you want, you tell my mom yourself; I can't bring myself to say it."

Of course, Su Qiangying couldn't tell her not to come in person.

She changed the subject: "Stop bickering with me here. Go downstairs to pick up your mom. Are you really going to just sit here and wait?"

"Right!"

Moli slapped his forehead and went downstairs.

Su Qiangying, who had been lying on the bed, struggled to get up and began tidying the room while clutching her stomach.

The room was a bit messy; she hadn't bothered to clean up because she was in a bad mood these past two days. It was fine when it was just her and Moli, but since Moli's mother was coming, she had to make it look neater.

The room wasn't large. Since she was a graduate student, she didn't live in the dormitory either; she rented a small Apartment of over thirty square meters off-campus, and the decor style was a bit dated.

Moli had mentioned to her more than once that he hoped she would move into his big house and live with him.

But she just wouldn't agree. Usually, when the two of them went on dates, it was mostly in her small Apartment.

She had just finished cleaning the tabletop when the sound of Moli and his mother talking came from outside. A moment later, the two of them walked in.

"Oh my, child, how can you be standing right after surgery? Quickly, lie down, lie down."

Jian Yixin put the things down at the doorway and hurriedly went into the room to help her onto the bed to lie down.

She then called for her son to take the brown sugar out of the bag and went to the kitchen herself to boil brown sugar, jujube, and ginger water.

"Auntie, please don't trouble yourself. You've already had such a tiring drive, and now you're going to all this effort for me..." She felt very embarrassed and kept winking at Moli, signaling him not to stand in front of her like a wooden post, but to take the work out of his mother's hands.

So Moli went over to tell his mother to rest, saying he would do the boiling.

With Jian Yixin idle, she began to look around the room.

She couldn't help but voice her assessment: "This room is just too small; it's like a pigeon coop."

"The decor is also terrible. How can you live here?"

Su Qiangying had just been touched by her prospective mother-in-law, but now that she heard these words, she felt angry; they were very grating.

She replied stiffly: "I think it's quite good. No matter how big a house is, you still just sleep in one bed. No matter how good the decor is, there will come a day when it's outdated. These are all just superficial things; what's there to be so superior about!"

The first half of the sentence was quite reasonable, but the second half was clearly pointing at something.

It was the first time Jian Yixin had seen Su Qiangying's sharp tongue, and she felt very unhappy inside.

Whoever made her feel unhappy, she had to make them feel uncomfortable!

Jian Yixin said: "Last time you two went to the house and refused to stay the night no matter what, I thought you were such a conservative girl. Turns out you're someone who says one thing and does another."

Su Qiangying's face turned red in a "whoosh."

She was both ashamed and angry.

The Su family's upbringing was indeed quite conservative, but it was normal for young lovers to get carried away and cross the line.

If it were another girl, she might not care about this remark, but Su Qiangying couldn't; she cared deeply. Unable to find a suitable retort for the moment, she secretly harbored a sense of resentment.

If Jian Yixin hadn't continued, perhaps this matter wouldn't have continued to ferment.

But she never knew what it meant to quit while she was ahead; she only wanted to press her advantage!

Jian Yixin continued: "People, you know, just love to say one thing and do another. Everything they say is so nice, but what they actually do is a different story. So many young people talk about being independent and self-reliant, but what happens?"

"Isn't it just pushing everything onto the elders after they get married and have children..."

Su Qiangying interjected: "Don't worry, when we have children in the future, we definitely won't push them onto you."

It was originally her who had started the topic, but now that Su Qiangying said the children wouldn't be pushed onto her, Jian Yixin became furious.

"I was talking about other people's families. As for my own grandson, of course I will raise him myself."

Su Qiangying immediately retorted: "Are you joking with me? Of course I'll raise my own children; I definitely won't let you raise them."

"He is a child of the Sheng Family..."

"He is my child!"

Moli:...

The prospective mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were at loggerheads over a child that did not exist at all, arguing incessantly.

Moli really wanted to mediate, but he couldn't get a word in at all!

His mother and his girlfriend had astonishing combat power; the two women didn't even miss a punctuation mark, going back and forth, quite a lively scene.

Furthermore, both were clear in their logic and definite in their goals.

Jian Yixin stated that if she wanted to marry her son, she had to follow the rules of their Sheng Family.

Su Qiangying's attitude was even tougher: "Moli and I are getting married, not one marrying into the other's family."

"I don't want a bride price; our family doesn't sell our daughter, so there is no talk of 'marrying into'."

"Your family doesn't need to provide a betrothal gift, and you don't need to provide a house; everything for our wedding will be earned by our own two hands. I don't covet a single cent of your family's money, so you have no right to boss me around!"

"When we get married in the future, when we have children, and how we raise them are all our own business; outsiders are not allowed to interfere!"

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