One and Only: Doting CEO's Infinite Love

Chapter 611 - 609 Another Qiao Yu

The temperature in the living room instantly dropped to freezing point, no, to be more precise, it should be below freezing point, dozens of degrees below zero—Duanmu Qing had never really meddled in her son’s personal life. For one, she thought he was sensible from a young age, and for another, she didn’t mind if the man wanted to have some fun, as long as it didn’t interfere with anything important.

But she never expected that he would find enjoyment with a man. What is wrong with the young people today? Could it be that the opposite sex holds no attraction anymore?

Song Song sat beside Xiao Jinghuai, her eyes occasionally glancing at the dignified woman seated at the head of the room. She hadn’t expected that the woman who came to school four years ago to say some nonsensical things was actually Xiao Jinghuai... mother.

What should she do now?

Her mother-in-law never had a good impression of her from the start, and now it was even worse; that icy glare seemed to want to rip her apart.

"Jing Huai, explain to me clearly what is going on?" Duanmu Qing’s gaze was piercing.

First, there was a Song Song stirring up trouble, and now there’s a man as well. What’s wrong with her son that she carried for ten months; why does he always like people who can’t be brought out in public?

Why wouldn’t he choose someone as good as Qiao Yu, instead opting for some messy people?

Xiao Jinghuai’s expression was calm as water, and his tone even colder, "It’s exactly like what mother sees; this is Yan Mingxiu, Mr. Yan, who is now both my bodyguard and the person I love."

"..."

If there weren’t elders present now, Song Song might really have raised her hand to slap Xiao Jinghuai. Wasn’t this introduction just adding insult to injury?

Did he have to lay it out so directly? Couldn’t he give the old lady some time to adjust, or simply reveal the truth?

But Song Song quickly dismissed her thoughts—her great-grandfather had said that she couldn’t expose her identity as a Royal Family member—

Duanmu Qing was really getting muddled with anger, "You don’t love that Song Song anymore? Decided to love some Xiu instead?"

"Hmph." Xiao Jinghuai’s laugh was hard to decipher; he turned his head to look at the person beside him, reaching out to flip her hair, "Mother, you think it is, then let it be!"

"You—"

Duanmu Qing was born in a prestigious family, taught from a young age to know propriety and self-respect. The Xiao Family’s marriage alliance with the Duanmu Family was viewed by many as a golden couple, a match made in heaven. She also thought this herself at the time.

But the good times didn’t last long; not long after marriage, she slowly discovered that her handsome husband was also a man of many emotions. He professed his love for her all the time, but couldn’t manage to love only her.

He seemed inherently to be a romantic drifter, unable to settle for one person.

Or maybe, from the beginning to the end, he’d never found that true love, so he preferred to remain a drifter.

The son before her looks very much like him, as if they were carved from the same mold. She hated her husband, but he’s dead, so she gradually transferred this hatred to her son.

Because... they really looked too much alike.

"Xiao Jinghuai, just like your father, why can’t you be honest and love only one person? Why not stay together with Qiao Yu?"

"You really disappoint me!"

"..."

Qiao Yu again—

Song Song felt that in terms of interpersonal relationships, she should really learn from Qiao Yu; she was so good at pleasing the elders.

But she couldn’t, she was not good at sweet-talking, only honest and straightforward, which could sometimes hurt both herself and others.

Xiao Jinghuai appeared to be an obedient son, but in reality, his nature was rebellious; only those who understood him knew how bad he was at heart.

As for this mother who was not close to him, to be honest, he really didn’t have much affection for her. Respect for her was only due to her status and because she bore him for ten months.

"Mother, who I like and want to be with has always been my own business; neither you nor the old man can make the decision!"

While saying this, Xiao Jinghuai had an indescribable coldness and indifference.

Instantly, Duanmu Qing’s expression changed, her breath became unstable; she trembled all over, continuously rolling her eyes back—