Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All

Chapter 1746: Chapter 1320: Feeling Defeated

Min Rui and the others all shivered at once, pulling their hands back from Kang Li’s waist.

Getting up, Ming Han slipped away like a greased eel: ”Mom, I’m going back to my room to sleep.”

Ming Wei did the same: ”Mom, see you in the morning!”

Min Rui managed to keep his composure: ”Mom, good night!”

But as soon as he spoke, he shot off like the wind, gone in a flash.

Staring at the now-empty doorway, Kang Li shook her head, fond but helpless.

After closing the door, she turned back to the bed. Once she was settled in, she recalled what the three had said and couldn’t help feeling pity and lament for Feng Lu’s short-sightedness and cold heart.

She clearly had three wonderful children. Even if their parentage had flaws, even if, years ago, she’d abandoned them and faked her death to chase so-called love, once she’d failed in that and remarried in North City, if she’d had even a speck of motherly love for the kids, she wouldn’t have so carelessly revealed their backgrounds, even if it was just to a select few. That kind of behavior was clearly wrong.

Of course, she doesn’t have to be so absolute about things—she could have waited until all three kids were adults or graduated college, then communicated first with the kids or with Luo Yanqing before deciding what to do.

In other words, just try looking at the problem from the kids’ perspective, actually consider their interests, and meanwhile, take the right attitude and properly apologize to Luo Yanqing.

As for whether Luo Yanqing would forgive her, that’s another matter; but admitting fault is a must.

The reason?

No matter how you put it—carrying someone else’s child and using her family’s connections to get married in the first place already made her guilty, and on top of that, cheating on her husband again and getting pregnant by someone else—these actions were blatantly unfair to Luo Yanqing.

With no moral bottom line, repeatedly hurting others—in Kang Li’s eyes, that was shameless, thick-skinned, and staggeringly stupid.

So many years have passed, surely society had taught her some lessons—how could she not repent or sincerely apologize to those she hurt?

If she had apologized, and truly cared about her three children, Kang Li believed that, given Luo Yanqing’s character, he might in fact forgive Feng Lu.

Alright, truth is, in Luo Yanqing’s mind, forgiveness or not doesn’t matter much anyway—he’s so obsessed with work that he barely gives a damn about being cuckolded.

Why do I say ”barely”?

Kang Li knew perfectly well—the only reason was because someone was afraid she’d make fun of him.

Without her in the picture, with Luo Yanqing’s focus on work, he’d have no time for all that emotional mess.

But Feng Lu was shameless, didn’t think she was wrong, and was dumb as an ox, making trouble until her ex-husband wanted nothing to do with her.

Then look at her attitude toward the kids—never showing real affection, only thinking about her own gain. What hope does she have of the three recognizing her as their mother, or wanting to be close to her?

So, it’s all Feng Lu’s own fault.

Not to brag, but whether it’s Min Rui, Ming Han, or Ming Wei, they’re all pure-hearted people. If their birth mother Feng Lu had sincerely apologized and made up for it from the first time she appeared, worked to be a real mother who cared for her kids, there’s no way the three of them would now treat her like a stranger.

In short, in the minds of the three, Feng Lu doesn’t rank at all!

Having thought this far, Kang Li really wanted to say to Feng Lu, ”A brain is a wonderful thing—hope you get one!”

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Feng Lu was furious at Ming Han. She’d never imagined that giving Ming Han a small courtyard and a check for fifty thousand yuan would be rejected; and that the little brat, still refusing to acknowledge her, would look so determined, saying he only had one set of parents—Luo Yanqing and Kang Li.

He made it perfectly clear—he didn’t just reject her, but also his real father.

Just thinking about it left Feng Lu stifled and angry; she skipped dinner and went straight to bed when she got home.

Meanwhile, Han Bin had a dinner engagement after work, and only got home around nine thirty, brought back by his driver.

”Sir, you’re back?!”

The housekeeper saw Han Bin walk into the living room and hurried to greet him.

Han Bin grunted in acknowledgment.

”There’s chicken soup simmering in the pot—would you like some? I can make you a bowl of noodles too.”

Hearing this, Han Bin shook his head: ”No need, I already ate out.” After a pause, he asked, ”Madam already asleep?”

”I’m not really sure.”

The housekeeper replied, then added, ”Madam came back this afternoon and went straight upstairs to lie down, didn’t come down for dinner. I offered to bring her food, but she said she wasn’t hungry.”

Han Bin nodded that he understood, but before heading upstairs, he turned and told the housekeeper, ”Tidy up the kitchen and then go to bed.”