She didn't use any honorifics either.
People like Qiu Zimin are not very worthy of respect.
Qiu Zimin frowned. "I don't have anything to talk about with you. We already talked about everything last time."
She was so angry that she fainted.
Qiu Zimin's heart is now entirely focused on her daughter, and she is too lazy to deal with Liang Shi anymore. She only feels intense disgust when she sees him.
“But we still have much to talk about.” Liang Shi looked at her. “For example—Yunfeng Mountain?”
She said, enunciating each word clearly, "Or—Yang Jiani? Or—Zhou Yi'an?"
Qiu Zimin coldly denied it: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
"Really?" Liang Shi said, "Like you, I don't want to put my elder brothers in a difficult position either."
"That's not your brother!" Qiu Zimin said sternly. "Who knows where you came from, you bastard. Don't try to associate yourself with my son."
“Okay.” Liang Shi didn’t argue with her, but said, “Then let’s talk behind closed doors, otherwise your sons might see you in a hysterical state.”
Qiu Zimin glared at her, then turned half her body to the side, took a deep breath and said, "Say what you want to say, then get lost. I have nothing to say to you."
Liang Shi's phone was still lit up, displaying a recording time of 00:04:20.
She didn't sit down, but stood there quietly, looking at Qiu Zimin, which made Qiu Zimin feel irritated. "If you have nothing to say, then get out. I don't want to see you."
Liang Shi pursed his lips, and after a long while, he finally spoke: "Why do you hate me so much?"
Yes.
hatred.
It's ten thousand times worse than dislike.
Qiu Zimin closed her eyes. "Whenever I think about you enjoying wealth and luxury here while my daughter is suffering in some poor, remote place, I feel like strangling you."
“But this outcome was not my choice,” Liang Shi said. “You didn’t have to pick me up in the first place and treat me like trash, instead of torturing me like this.”
Qiu Zimin looked at her and said, "Liang Shi, you've got it wrong. I've tormented you? I've pampered you, given you wealth and luxury, and your brothers love you so much. How have I tormented you? Now, just thinking about my daughter makes my heart ache."
"What if your daughter were raised by someone else, just like you raised me?" Liang Shi smiled, a hint of coldness in his smile. "Like you said, she'd be pampered, given wealth and luxury, and loved by her brother. Would you be sad?"
Qiu Zimin's breath hitched, and she immediately said, "My daughter will never be like you, with such a strange and eccentric personality, a heartless ingrate."
"Me, an ingrate?" Liang Shi raised an eyebrow. "Does not accepting your PUA make me an ingrate?"
"Who's using PUA on you!" Qiu Zimin said sternly, "Don't just learn an internet slang term and start using it indiscriminately! Liang Shi, you're all grown up now, you've got your wings and you can even turn your two older brothers against you, do you know what Liang Xinzhou said?"
"I don't really want to know," Liang Shi said.
Even if she knew, it wouldn't change anything; instead, it only increased her guilt.
"Look at you! You're heartless!" Qiu Zimin accused her from her moral high ground. "Your older brother told us not to look for our Nannan anymore. She's his own sister! How could you let him be so cold-blooded? What kind of spell did you cast on him?!"
"Believe it or not, I haven't mentioned a single thing related to your daughter to my elder brother," Liang Shi said calmly. "I just want to ask you, why do you hate me so much?"
"I don't hate you," Qiu Zimin insisted.
Liang Shi paused before saying, "Then why did you collude with Daoist Yunyin to decorate my room like a coffin and even offer me as a sacrifice? Do you really believe in these things?"
Qiu Zimin frowned, her teeth almost grinding to powder, but she denied it, saying, "I sought out Master Yunyin to cure your illness. Back then, you were so sick that you couldn't even get out of bed. If it weren't for Master Yunyin, you would have died long ago."
“It’s just a minor cold; medicine or an IV drip will do the trick,” Liang Shi said. “Why is it that when my older brothers and Wanwan are sick, you call a family doctor for them, but when it comes to me, you start resorting to feudal superstition?”
"You just want to get me a room like that, don't you?" Liang Shi analyzed in a deep voice, "To break my spirit, to make me feel like I should only live in darkness, to make me feel like a piece of trash that everyone despises, and that only you are truly good to me, so that..."
Before she could finish saying "better control," Qiu Zimin interrupted her, "Yes!"
Qiu Zimin glared at her fiercely, "You're just a piece of trash. If I hadn't picked you up, you would be sleeping in the garbage every day."
“But you don’t have to pick me up.” Liang Shi scoffed. “You picked me up to make up for the pain of losing your daughter. My existence has brought you some comfort in a way. You should be grateful to me, right? But why do you want to drive me crazy?”
“You should be a madman, an idiot, a mental patient, and sent to a mental hospital.” Qiu Zimin said, “There’s no reason why.”
Liang Shi thought this was too slow and he couldn't get any information out of her. He could only feel her negative energy and endless disgust.
So I changed my approach, "You know Mrs. Qi has a tendency towards domestic violence, right?"
Qiu Zimin suddenly paused, and asked warily, "What do you want to say?"
Liang Shi said, "Mrs. Qi, that is, Yang Jianni, are you on good terms with her? Why did you send me to her house?"
The room suddenly fell silent.
For a moment, no one spoke.
After a long silence, Qiu Zimin sneered, "Liang Shi, are you planning to bring up old grievances? It seems you have such a good memory, remembering things from so many years ago."
Liang Shi pursed his lips: "Some wounds are too severe to forget."
"So?" Qiu Zimin said, "Do you want to settle accounts with me or with Mrs. Qi?"
“The penalties for domestic violence are very light,” Liang Shi said. “Besides, so many years have passed, how could there be any sentencing? Even if you file a complaint in court, it won’t be accepted.”
Qiu Zimin chuckled, "You even looked up the law. Liang Shi, you've asked me so many questions, so let me ask you one too."
She paused, her gaze turning vicious in an instant. "Why aren't you crazy yet?"
Liang Shi gave a gentle smile, but to Qiu Zimin, the smile was glaringly irritating.
Liang Shi replied, "Perhaps I've already gone mad without you knowing."
The original owner of this body had been driven almost insane by her.
Self-harm, sex addiction, seeing a psychologist but giving up halfway, bipolar disorder.
It's basically useless.
The Liang Shi of today is a different person, one who hopes to seek justice for himself and for the original owner of this body.
Qiu Zimin scoffed, "That's a real pity, I didn't get to see you go crazy in person."
“That is indeed a pity.” Liang Shi followed up on her words, then changed the subject, “So you know that Yang Jianni is a habitual domestic abuser, right? Sending me there under the guise of discipline is just a way to make me suffer.”
Qiu Zimin looked at her, and after a moment smiled, "Since you've even found out Mrs. Qi's real name, do you know that her daughter is dead?"
Liang Shi pursed his lips, then nodded: "So?"
"So why did you provoke a madman who would kill his own daughter?" Qiu Zimin's expression turned manic in an instant, her eyes flashing with bloodlust as she looked at Liang Shi. "I also regret not killing you sooner, like Mrs. Qi!"
Chapter 67
Why would you want to provoke a madman who would kill his own daughter?
This sentence had a far greater impact on Liang Shi than the following sentence.
Liang Shi looked at Qiu Zimin in surprise and said with difficulty, "You're saying that her daughter was killed by herself?"
"If you know this, then don't provoke me again." Qiu Zimin sneered. "Liang Shi, you know that I'm already being merciful by sparing your life."
"But why did Yang Jiani kill her daughter? And where did this daughter come from? Why is no one questioning this? Can there really be two people in this world who are exactly alike?" Liang Shi pressed on while the iron was hot.
Qiu Zimin looked at her, her voice suddenly softening, tinged with laziness and mockery, "Liang Shi, don't try to find out anything from me. Some things, the more you know, the faster you'll die."
The last few words were spoken almost one at a time, sounding like a threat.
"A society governed by the rule of law," Liang Shi sneered. "Does that mean you upper-class people don't respect the law?"
“Go ahead and say it, we are among the most law-abiding people.” Qiu Zimin glanced at her indifferently: “But there are too many accidents in this world, you can’t go through life without ever encountering one.”
Liang Shi: "..."
She breathed a sigh of relief. "So, is Qi Jiao now adopted?"
"What does it have to do with you?" Qiu Zimin sneered. "Instead of worrying about others, you should worry more about what you'll do in the future."
Liang Shi looked at her, knowing he wouldn't get any information about Yang Jianni and Qi Jiao from her, so he changed his approach: "So did you see Master Yunyin that day?"
"I didn't see it," Qiu Zimin said. "I'm sleepy."
She glanced at Liang Shi's pocket. "You don't really think that having a recording proves anything, do you?"
Liang Shi's hand tightened slightly, but he suppressed his surprise and didn't look down at his pocket. Instead, he feigned a calm smile and asked, "What do you mean?"
“Mobile phone.” Qiu Zimin gave a mocking look. “I stopped using those methods twenty years ago.”
After suppressing his initial fear, Liang Shi finally came to his senses.
She found herself unconsciously following Qiu Zimin's emotions.
Liang Shi steadied himself and said coldly, "Although the recording can't prove anything, it can guide public opinion."
Although Liang Shi never intended to do this, recording the conversation beforehand was merely a way to protect himself.
"Whatever." Qiu Zimin curled her lips into a cold smile. "Liang Shi, you really know how to push your adoptive mother into the center of public opinion."
"We haven't reached that point yet," Liang Shi said, brushing a speck of dust from the corner of his clothes. "It's a bit premature to speak like that."
"I need to rest." Qiu Zimin, with her usual elegant demeanor, glanced haughtily at Liang Shi: "Close the door when you leave."
Liang Shi walked out, but stopped at the door. "Have you ever thought about what your children would do if they knew your true colors?"
"My true face?" Qiu Zimin chuckled softly, her voice indifferent and tinged with coldness. "What is my true face? Vicious? A venomous woman?"
“You know it yourself,” Liang Shi said, “the things you’ve done…”
"What have I done?" Qiu Zimin retorted. "Can't a mother be ignorant and superstitious? Can't she be deceived?"
“Liang Shi,” Qiu Zimin said, “No matter what, I raised you all these years, and now you turn around and blame me, even standing on your moral high ground to call me vicious. You should look in the mirror and see whose heart is truly black!”
Liang Shi's breathing tightened.
For a moment, she almost doubted whether her actions were correct.
It seems that after Qiu Zimin said those things, she really is a terrible person.
How could he say those things and do those things to his adoptive mother who raised him with such care?
Even resistance is wrong.
But it only lasted for a moment.
A moment later, Liang Shi turned his back to her, gave a helpless bitter smile, and sighed slightly, "Your rhetoric is indeed very impressive."