Mr.CEO Is So Obsessed with His Hot Wife
Chapter 1708: Never a Bodhisattva
Loo Jinyang didn’t buy it at all.
Loo Yao wanted to use their mother to force Loo Jinyang to say things against his will.
Impossible.
He didn’t even give them a word and walked away directly.
“Jinyang!”
Mother Loo called him back, turning her back to Loo Yao, her face completely filled with anger. She lowered her voice to control her temper, “Your brother is asking you a question. Didn’t you hear him? Do you really want to turn brother against brother and bring unrest to the home?”
Loo Jinyang laughed, “I’m causing trouble?”
Mother Loo’s expression became slightly obscure, probably because her earlier accusations didn’t hold, and she softened her tone, “Yao Yao has always wanted to see you. Every time I went abroad to visit him or spoke to him on the phone, he mentioned you, every single time. He always wanted to have a good relationship with you.”
“After all, you are brothers, bones may break but the sinews stay connected,” Mother Loo took his hand, “That time was an accident, Yao Yao was only a few years old, what did he know? Later, wasn’t it found that the servant instigated it? And you still won’t forgive him?”
Loo Jinyang inwardly sneered continuously.
Wasn’t it just a scapegoat? The explanation given was perfunctory. Did they really think he didn’t understand the truth?
He had looked for that servant, but when he found him, he didn’t show up. He just observed from the shadows for a few days. In a short period, the person made grand purchases of a house and car, spending lavishly. Doesn’t that say something?
Back when the poisoning incident in the Loo Family happened, it caused an uproar throughout the city. They couldn’t settle without pinning it on someone.
Loo Jinyang took matters into his own hands secretly against that servant, wanted to take the blame, did he? Someone so greedy that their morals were nowhere good, just set a little trap, had someone lure him to an underground casino, and he ended up bankrupt.
He was never a saint.
“There’s no question of whether I forgive him or not. If you want forgiveness, go ask the anti-narcotics police.”
Mother Loo was embarrassed. She also knew Loo Yao might have gone astray, but with her rosy view and her longing for him over the years, back then, she was so desperate, even threatened. She couldn’t understand why her husband, who always yielded to her, would be so firm, insisting on sending the child away and not allowing her to visit. It was only after Loo Yao turned fifteen that she secretly went to see him a few times, and these years, her maternal affection grew even stronger.
“Yao Yao is not bad by nature. It’s his misfortune to have befriended poorly, and it’s also our fault. If he had grown up by our side, with our guidance, he wouldn’t have gone astray at such an immature age…”
Loo Jinyang really couldn’t listen any longer.
He pressed his temples hard, “Mom, I’ll move to an apartment near the company tomorrow.”
“You’re moving out? Why? As soon as your brother comes back you…”
“I come home too late every day. It’s easy to wake you all up. Recently, with so much work, coming and going from home daily, would waste two extra hours.”
“But… still…”
“I’ve discussed it with Dad, and I’ll talk to Grandma about it after breakfast tomorrow.”
Mother Loo gritted her teeth, suddenly staring at him, “Is it really not because of Yao Yao?”
“No.”
Mother Loo opened her mouth, but swallowed the words back.
Suddenly, she felt her throat dry and was quite angry. At her age, her only wish was for the family to reunite. She finally hoped for Loo Yao to return, yet now her other son wanted to move out. But then she thought, her anger was so thin, a light poke would break it.
In the end, she couldn’t say anything more, just said, “Then discuss it with your grandma first.”
Loo Jinyang nodded, “You should rest early.”
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