388: Why The Breakup? (2)

Why The Breakup? (2)

Shen Lingshuang was swayed for a moment. However, she shook her head instantly afterward. "Not going! What's there to discuss about a marriage of convenience?"1

She then lectured Lu Yanchen righteously, "You guys should not deceive her grandma either! No elder would like to know that her granddaughter is going through a marriage of convenience with a man just for her sake! What she needs is for her granddaughter to get her true happiness!"

"Marriage of convenience?" Lu Yanchen harrumphed. "How many times must I repeat myself before you are willing to believe me? This is not a marriage of convenience."

Shen Lingshuang: "…"

"Does your son look like someone who would go through with a marriage of convenience? Indeed, because she's still young now, and coupled with the fact that I don't really want kids now, you'll have to wait a little for your grandchildren hopes to come to fruition. But, you will definitely get them one day."

"So, you guys are really not having a marriage of convenience…?" Shen Lingshuang was convinced about that now, but she was still reluctant about letting the both of them get together. "But that's not good either. I still think that this isn't a good marriage. You guys should reconsider it."

"Why?"

"I already gave Chu Mubei a call to confirm things. She is that… that girl back then."

So, that's the reason—the main reason why his mother was against this wasn't because it was a marriage of convenience.

Lu Yanchen closed his eyes gently. "Mother, let the past be in the past. All I want to do right now is start a fresh life."

Shen Lingshuang was totally speechless. "…"

She did not know if she should feel happy or sad over her son's magnanimity.

"In the past, I just couldn't understand how you could fancy that girl that much that you couldn't let her go no matter what. It's already been two years…" Shen Lingshuang lowered her eyelids heavily. "But now, I finally understand. You are masochistic by nature, and you only like a girl like that who is heartless, and can take the past as nothing at all. Yang Sitong… I know that there are some things about her that are not really that wonderful, but can you deny that she really does like you, and that she has never hurt you? But what about this girl?"

The more she said, the more upset Shen Lingshuang felt.

"Back then, had I known that she was the girl from back then, I would have never permitted her to teach you how to swim, or even get to meet you at all!"

Lu Yanchen spoke in a cold tone, "Don't compare her to Yang Sitong."

Shen Lingshuang replied coldly as well. "Toward your wife to be, I have no demands at all. I don't ask for her to be of the same status as us. But, at the very least, I hope for you to marry a girl you fancy, and who fancies you back. If you can't find someone like that, then I'd rather you marry someone who fancies you instead rather than someone you fancy but who doesn't fancy you. At least that way, you wouldn't get hurt in the future."

She had loved before, and knew of the pains of not being able to be with someone you loved.Rather than getting her son hurt, she'd rather her son be like Chu Mubei—a playboy—than to fall in love.

Lu Yanchen looked at her with a deep gaze before his lips curled up into a bitter smile. "Mum, there's something that you're mistaken about. Back then, she wasn't the one who asked for a breakup… it was me."

Shen Lingshuang's eyes widened with a complicated disbelieving expression spreading across her face.

How could that be? She did not believe that her son was a man who would toy with the feelings of others. And furthermore, if he was the one who had requested the breakup back then, why was he in so much pain when he had returned?

Clearly, he must have been hurt and had built a barrier in his heart!

She shook her head. "Impossible! Could she have done something that had let you down, and thus the reason why you asked for a breakup?"

"No."

Her son's instant response had her shouting out agitatedly, "Then why did you ask for the breakup?"

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