Chapter 4 Never Got Motherly Love

  Zhong Yucheng was so angry he almost died of rage, how could he have run into such an idiot.

  If he didn't receive her vomit, would she have to endure nausea until dawn?

  The room was his, even if he left, she remained naked in it...

  "The bathroom is also part of my room, give me your phone."

  She handed her mobile phone over to him.

  He quickly typed a string of numbers, and then his phone rang, handing it back to her, "You can get out."

  Out of the hotel.

  Shu Xiao Ai went straight back home.

  Standing under her own house, Shu Xiao Ai looked at the two-story wooden building and then walked in.

  "Dad."

  Her father looked at her and said, "Hurry up and wash your hands for dinner."

  Shu Xiao Ai looked around in all directions and then asked, "Where is she?"

  "How many times has your father told you, either call her mom or aunt, how can you always forget."

  "Is my mom dead?" Shu Xiao Ai retorted, "She didn't give birth to me or raise me. When you're not around, she still gives me attitude and looks down on me. Why should I call her 'mom'?"

  Looking at her being so stubborn, Shu's father was somewhat angry. "In the past, I didn't want to interfere with you too much because of your young age, but now that you're grown up, shouldn't you be more sensible? How can you still be so obstinate? Besides, she has been living in our house for two years now and is six months pregnant, yet she's still doing household chores. Xiaoli, if your mother treats me like this, do you also have to pierce my heart like this?"

  Shu Xiao Ai fell silent, then said, "I'm going to wash up."

  She walked into the bathroom, sniffed her body, locked the door immediately, took a hot bath, washed up, and came out when Shu Fu had finished eating.

  "Did you hear what Dad just told you?"

  Shu Xiao Ai raised her head and said, "Considering your face, I'll call her Aunt from now on, okay?"

  Father Shu grumbled, "Go call her for now, your aunt hasn't gotten out of bed yet. Xia Ai, in the future, don't always come back home like this. You've been married for a year already, and you're still running back to your parents' house all the time. Your husband's parents won't be happy about it. I'm going to go do some work."

  "Hmm." Shu Xiao Ai lowered her head and looked at breakfast, then glanced at his figure, suddenly losing all appetite.

  She got up and went upstairs, back to her own room.

  Her eyes were dull, and her mind was flooded with memories of her parents, her family.

  Since she was born, from her father's few words, she knew that her mother had started to make trouble about divorce. Her father looked at her young age and refused to agree. After that, her mother would often not be at home for three days or two heads. This incomplete marriage lasted until two years ago.

  They finally got divorced.

  From that day on, Shu Xiao Ai never saw her own biological mother again.

  She only knew from her father's few words that she remarried in a hurry just a few days after the divorce, and the man she married had been living with her for many years. During this time, she gave birth to a daughter for him. The marriage was just a matter of time.

  She never received motherly love from childhood to adulthood, although her mother has always been alive and well.

  "When are you going back?" The door was pushed open and her stepmother, Shu Mu, looked at her.

  "I'll be back later..."

  Her mother gave her a cold look, "Every time you come back, all you buy is fruit, not even giving me a penny. What's the use of marrying into such a good family if you're not going to stay there properly? You keep coming back every few days, relying on us for support. I'm about to give birth soon, and your father has a hard time making ends meet. Try to reduce our burden in the future."