Chapter 111 - You Are Disobedient
The Crippled Boss Loves Me
However, she wanted the Ji familyâs wealth. She still fantasized that her son would be able to obtain more wealth for her, allowing her to live a rich and luxurious life.
Fortunately, Ji Moâs father was a womanizer. He did not even spare a glance at the children at home. Ji Mo, who yearned for love, could only submit himself in front of her, begging for motherly love. His mother controlled him, making him an obedient child.
Wu Tong had long been used to giving a little motherly love to keep Ji Mo around her. At this moment, she revealed a fake loving expression on her face. âAre you angry that mom scolded you last time? Ji Mo, I scolded you for your good.â
She had some ulterior motives, but she wasnât even willing to put in the effort to perform. This little bit of love and gentleness was all fake. Ji Mo could see the disgust in his motherâs gaze.
Ji Mo observed her pretentious expression, and his knuckles turned slightly pale as he clenched them. After a while, he called out, âMom.â
In the past, Ji Mo had longed for the warmth his motherâs love gave him, making him immerse in it even if it was fake. He had lied to himself, thinking that his mother loved him. However, after feeling genuine care and love, he realized the woman who called herself his mother had poor acting skills. It was almost impossible for him to deceive himself anymore.
Wu Tong did not notice this at all. She even lifted her chin arrogantly. âYou have forgiven mother, right?â
âOf course,â Ji Mo lowered his head. His natural curly hair hung down as well, covering his expression.
âI knew you are a good child,â Wu Tong gave a perfunctory compliment. She could not wait to throw out the bait. âJi Mo, I heard that you guys have a parent-teacher meeting in a few days, right?â âNext Wednesday at nine in the morning in our classroom,â Ji Mo trembled and asked calmly, âMom, are you coming?â
She could not be bothered to attend any parent-teacher conference! A look of disdain flashed across Wu Tongâs eyes. Then, she felt proud that she could easily control Ji Moâs emotions. She pretended to be troubled and frowned. âJi Mo, I want to attend. But I am facing a little trouble recently.â She paused, and she revealed her greedy intention. âJi Mo, help mom do something, and Iâll your parent-teacher meeting, okay?â
Ji Mo lowered his head. After a long while, he asked softly, âDo you know what grade and class Iâm in?â
âWhy donât you just tell me?â Wu Tong was a little impatient, âdonât you want to help
mom?â
âSo, you donât know, mom,â Ji Mo seemed to be smiling as he muttered softly. There was a hint of self-mockery in his voice. âYou donât even know what grade I am in.â
âJi Mo!â Wu Tong lost her patience when her son did not answer her question. She raised her eyebrows and asked, âAre you getting disobedient?â She was too used to lecturing her son like training a puppy. She was used to seeing him kneel humbly in front of her. He threw away his self-esteem for the little bit of love she had given him.
Therefore, she was angry when Ji Mo did not answer her question. She lifted her hand with a beautiful manicure and slapped him. âYou have grown disobedient, havenât you? How dare you disobey me!
Unfortunately, her slap did not land on the young manâs face as she had anticipated this time.
Ji Mo took a step back and avoided her slap. He lifted his face and stared at her as he chuckled. âIâm not obedient. What will you do about it, mom? Are you going to do what you did to me when I was young? Will you be satisfied just by locking me in a small dark room and listening to me cry until my voice is hoarse and I canât make a sound?â
Ji Mo was laughing, but he looked sad, as though tears were about to roll down his cheeks anytime. He looked helpless and pathetic.
âYou!â Wu Tong did not care if Ji Mo was sad or not. She just felt that Ji Mo did not listen to her anymore. The feeling of her son being out of her control made her very angry. âJi Mo, do you think I canât do anything to you because you have grown up? Donât forget that Iâm your mother!â
âI know youâre my mother,â Ji Mo smiled bitterly and lowered his head again. His voice was calm and without any fluctuations, as though her actions couldnât affect him. However, a drop of crystal-clear tears dripped onto the ground, wetting the floor.
âSomeone will attend my parent-teacher meeting. You donât have to trouble yourself to attend, mom. Itâs fine even if you donât want to attend. I⦠have long gotten used to it,â Ji Mo paused and chuckled before continuing, âafter all, you havenât attended any of my parent-teacher meetings before.â