She won't clear her name; she'll throw away all the scum.

Chapter 530

Upon hearing the news that Chen Xiangbei was going to start working for Factory Director Song, Old Lady Xia couldn't sit still and rushed into his office to ask him what was going on.

As for Old Lady Xia, Director Song considered her one of his own, so it was okay for her to express her thoughts.

Unexpectedly, after listening, Old Mrs. Xia asked without any emotion, "Old Song, do you know what kind of person my third son is?"

Factory Director Song said confidently, "Of course, I've met him before he was hired. He's just a bit outgoing and doesn't like being controlled. It's normal for a kid to have his own thoughts as he grows up."

Grandma Xia: "I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

Factory Director Song retorted, "How can you say we can't control him? This kid is just a bit impulsive in his actions, but he definitely knows what a good person is and what a bad person is, what a good thing is and what a bad thing is."

Helping an old lady repair her roof is a good thing; hanging her from the roof is a bad thing. It's obvious, everyone knows that. Surely no one would say that hanging someone from the roof is a good deed, right?

Grandma Xia frowned. "Everyone knows this is so obvious, but why would anyone still choose to do something bad when everyone knows it?"

Factory Director Song slowly said, "Since everyone understands this principle, why do people still do bad things? Leaving aside situations where they have no choice but to do it or are forced to do it, those who actively choose to do bad things are simply doing it because it benefits them. This benefit makes them ignore morality and conscience. No matter how much we tell them, they won't change."

You see, some people who enjoy killing are fascinated by the feeling of killing; the temptation is too great, and they can disregard positive things. Your son hasn't reached that point yet; he can still be reformed. It's just that he's not as easy to understand as Xiao Jiang. I need to observe him more.

Seeing the factory manager's eyes brimming with a desire to conquer, Old Lady Xia hesitated before saying, "Then I'll hand him over to you?"

Factory Director Song said firmly, "Leave it to me, don't worry, I'll definitely give you a good son with impeccable character."

On the way back, Grandma Xia began to ponder why Chen Xiangdong valued profit more than his parents, why Chen Xiangnan was still fickle after getting married, what their purpose was in doing so, and why this temptation was more important than a stable family and a stable relationship.

Lost in thought, Grandma Xia couldn't put her mind at ease, and as soon as she got off work, she rushed to find Chen Xiangnan.

When I arrived at the hospital entrance, I saw Chen Xiangnan waving goodbye on the path outside the hospital gate.

"A leopard can't change its spots," Old Mrs. Xia cursed inwardly.

Chen Xiangnan had just said goodbye to his colleagues and was about to turn back to find Tang Jiao when he saw Old Lady Xia standing not far away with a dark face. Thinking about his behavior just now, Chen Xiangnan felt a little guilty.

This time, he really didn't have any ulterior motives. Today, Tang Jiao was hit in the stomach by a running child at the hospital, and it was this woman who helped her. Tang Jiao is still resting now, so he just came out to see her off, that's all.

Chen Xiangnan jogged over and immediately began to explain.

Grandma Xia didn't know if it was true or not, but she was concerned about Tang Jiao's accident first, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that she was alright.

"Second son, tell your mother the truth, why do you always like to go out and fool around?" Old Mrs. Xia remembered her purpose.

Chen Xiangnan blinked. "Mom, what are you talking about? I haven't messed around since I swore last time. My father-in-law and Jiaojiao are watching at the hospital. I'm behaving myself now."

Grandma Xia took a deep breath. "Then why didn't you behave yourself before?"

Chen Xiangnan said with dissatisfaction: "The past is the past, why keep bringing it up?"

Grandma Xia said sadly, "I never know how to tell you right from wrong. I've been thinking about it all the way here. Have I ever really understood what you children are thinking, what you're afraid of, or what you're lacking, that might cause you to do wrong things without thinking because of some external stimuli?"

When you were little, you couldn't speak, so you cried to express your discomfort. But now that you're older, I don't understand what you're thinking. You're not stupid at this age; you should know right from wrong, good from bad, yet you still do certain things. Are you venting your frustrations on someone?

This was the first time Chen Xiangnan had heard his mother say such a long string of words to him. She wasn't being sarcastic but genuinely puzzled. He felt unusually at a loss and didn't know what to say, so he could only say perfunctorily, "Mom, even though we know right from wrong, can't we do bad things without a reason?"

Grandma Xia's gaze was intense: "You've been a smart child since you were little. There's absolutely no way you would do something meaningless and cause trouble for yourself without a reason."

Chen Xiangnan pursed his lips. "Since Mom wants to know, then I'll tell you. The things Dong Chunmiao did before, the things she helped her family, made me feel like I couldn't get along with her. Dad's attitude is that I can't get a divorce. If I'm not comfortable with my wife at home, of course I'll go outside and find someone I like."

That's why Zhao Hui appeared.

Grandma Xia asked in confusion, "What about Tang Jiao? She's been so good to you, she's such a kind person, why do you still want to go out and play?"

Chen Xiangnan asked suspiciously, "Mom, you didn't arrange for someone to arrest me when I'm pouring my heart out to you, did you?"

Grandma Xia pursed her lips, "I'm not the kind of person who would scheme against you behind your back. If I were to have you arrested, I would do it openly and honestly."

Chen Xiangnan cautiously said, "Then come to my office to talk."

Grandma Xia: "Heh, so you've even made it into the office. In that case, take me to see Tang Jiao first."

Seeing that Tang Jiao was really alright, Grandma Xia went into the private office that Chen Xiangnan had assigned to her, feeling relieved.

Chen Xiangnan plopped down, clearly feeling relaxed here. "Mom, didn't you want to know what I was thinking? I can tell you. Tang Jiao is a very good person, there's nothing wrong with her, whether it's her as a person, or my parents-in-law and her brothers, they're all kind and good-natured."

Everything I have now is because I married Tang Jiao. My job and my place to live—the two most important things—were both given to me by her.

Grandma Xia murmured, "Yes, she's been so good to you, so why did you do things that hurt her before?"

Chen Xiangnan: "Relying on my wife for a living, don't I feel any pressure? The opinions of outsiders, the invisible pressure of my status, the gossip behind my back—who can I talk to about all this pressure? If I talk to Tang Jiao, she'll think I'm ungrateful. If I talk to you parents, my dad is like that, and you won't understand. Don't I need to vent my pressure?"

Grandma Xia: "But isn't this what you wanted? You wanted to marry someone from a well-off family to help you, but now that you've gotten her, you say you feel pressured."

Chen Xiangnan laughed, "Mom, are you trying to accuse me of being a kept man?"