Seeing that Bingwen Fang’s research had no hope, Song Qing completely gave up. Since she was already a relatively famous streamer, she hooked up with a wealthy man and abandoned him and Fang Xu again.

Bingwen Fang didn’t try to make her stay, and even Fang Xu just silently watched her pack her things.

Song Qing squatted down to look at her son, speaking with a trace of helplessness and sadness, "Xiao Xu, it’s not that Mom doesn’t love you. You have to understand Mom. I’ll come and get you once I’m settled there, okay?"

"No need." Fang Xu backed away, rejecting her touch, his demeanor calm beyond his years, "I won’t go with you."

Seeing his refusal, Song Qing looked visibly hurt, her eyes turning red, "So you still blame me. But since you’re used to being with your dad, it’s indeed better for you than being with me. Can I at least visit you often in the future?"

"Why bother? Why force yourself to say such things?" Bingwen Fang couldn’t help but sarcastically remark. If he ever felt guilty towards Song Qing, he now saw things clearly.

The days of their school romance were long over, and Song Qing had changed, becoming vain and even more insincere. From the beginning, she never truly intended to return to him.

Back then, when she returned to the country, she was eyeing Ye Qiu’s money. After failing to get any from Ye Qiu, she set her sights on him, fully confident she would become successful.

Unfortunately, her patience was lacking, and she wasn’t as capable as she imagined. Seeing that there was no progress after a year, she couldn’t hold it in any longer and quickly left to be with a wealthy man.

He didn’t want to comment on whether what she did was right or wrong, considering he was willingly involved. But Xiao Xu is her own son; does she not feel exhausted feigning motherly love in front of him?

If Xiao Xu truly mattered to her, would she have gone abroad with no news, not even a single call?

After divorcing and returning home, she still didn’t take care of Xiao Xu. As long as he didn’t cause trouble, she’d order takeout and give him a phone to play games, claiming he was smart enough to not need effort, calling it respecting his natural inclinations.

To heck with that; she simply had no patience.

Previously, he had no time to care for his son. Now that he does, and Xiao Xu is slowly maturing and less engrossed in play, the child’s rapid growth pains him. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Even with both parents around, the child is incredibly repressed—whose fault is that?

He wanted to say it wasn’t just Song Qing; it was also himself.

It was he who didn’t cherish the last marriage, he who misled Xiao Xu, and he who indulged both Xiao Xu and Song Qing, leading to the current situation.

Perhaps one doesn’t cherish what comes too easily. He to Song Qing was like Ye Qiu to him; the one who gives actively has no good outcome. Is this karma?

"You have no ambition; do you expect me to suffer alongside you? Bingwen Fang, we’re not remarried; you’re in no position to control me," Song Qing snapped ungraciously.

"But you’ve been living in my place and spending my money for the past year," Bingwen Fang said coldly.

Song Qing sneered, "That’s all voluntary on your part. Besides, what can your little salary buy? Stop glorifying yourself; no one is impressed."

"If you’re unimpressed, then return my money."

"I’ve spent it all, either on cosmetics or clothes and bags. I don’t have cash. Take whatever you like from these things."

Looking at her brazen demeanor, Bingwen Fang took a deep breath, ashamed of his judgment. How did the once-pure girl turn into this?

"Get out!" he growled in a low, angry voice.

Song Qing rolled her eyes, then looked at Fang Xu, "Xiao Xu, Mom is leaving. I’ll take you to the amusement park next time."

Fang Xu said nothing more, just silently watched her with his dark eyes.

Song Qing sighed, not pushing it further. People must move forward. She couldn’t sacrifice her lifetime of happiness for the child. Children must grow up. Everyone has their own life. If she really gave up this opportunity for Xiao Xu, he might feel guilty in the future.

Someone once said that life has an order: first, you must live for yourself; only then can you truly be a person.

Next is your partner, who spends the most time with you apart from yourself. Then come the children; they won’t need you once they’ve grown up. She knows Xiao Xu will have his own path to follow; how many years can she accompany him?

She understands Xiao Xu may hate her now, but it’s okay. He’ll understand as he grows.

Comforting herself this way, Song Qing left without hesitation, once again heading toward what she believed to be a beautiful life.

What she didn’t know was that Ye Qiu’s fans had already discovered her. Upon learning about her past as an ex-wife turned mistress and now an online celebrity ascending again, they were shocked.

What kind of skill is this? To not expose her would be a crime against this discovery.

So when she streamed the next day, and netizens started exposing her deceitful moves, Song Qing became even more famous.

Her behavior was already ostentatious, often flaunting wealth unintentionally, and her air of superiority had angered many. But because of her gentle looks and knack for faking it, she had many loyal fans, and haters were usually in the minority — until now.

The main reason for the change was that the things she did were undeniable, and it had caused quite a stir online at the time. It was easy to verify.

Because the live stream room became chaotic, Song Qing was furious, revealing her exasperated face to her fans for the first time.

"You’re the ones who are poor; your whole family is poor. How is Ye Qiu’s lack of control over others my business? Is it wrong for me to visit my son?"

"Oh, having your ex-husband visit the child in the middle of the night, and then quickly moving in after our Miss Ye’s divorce — how does denying all this help you?" Ye Qiu’s fans retorted.

"Exactly, who doesn’t know you’re a gold-digger? You ran off with a foreigner for money and returned when he went bankrupt. Now that you’ve spent all of Bingwen Fang’s money, you’ve climbed up another social ladder?"

"I just reviewed your previous videos. You’re just an ordinary person, pretending to be a wealthy lady. Do you think we’ve never seen how real rich people live?"

The comment section was on fire, and Song Qing was too agitated to continue streaming.