Chapter 844 - Chapter 844 Chapter 843 Criticism
Chapter 844: Chapter 843 Criticism Chapter 844: Chapter 843 Criticism Moreover, Lu Dongxin knew that her mother really disliked her cousin.
Wei Shufen stood nearby with a sad face, her drooping eyes filled with uncontrollable pride and schadenfreude. Tang Qian’s son should have died long ago! Without Wei Qin’s death, everyone would never see Wei An’s excellence.
Others would only disdain Wei An, and he would never have his day in the sun.
Fortunately, fate was fair, granting him a good brain but not a good body. This was retribution, and it was better to come sooner rather than later. Otherwise, from a young age, it was said he wouldn’t live long, but he never died.
Finally, this time he really was going to die.
Tang Qian turned to Jin Lifu and Tang Lan as Wei Fangyi ignored her, crying and saying, “Sister, why is my life so miserable?”
Tang Lan smiled wryly, helpless. The last incident had infuriated her husband, and the usually good-natured Lifu exploded in anger for the first time. Upon returning home, he told her not to get involved with her sister in shameful acts unbecoming of their status.
At that time, she thought nothing of it, but now seeing her sister push her own son to critical condition, she realized her husband was right.
Over the years, her sister had been flattered to the point of losing all sense of direction.
Going on like this, the future indeed looked bleak.
Wei Qin, such a pity-inducing boy, even as his aunt, she wanted to hold him in the palm of her hand. Yet, her sister, the boys’ mother, favored the younger son. Not realizing it before, but now seeing Wei An and Wei Qin side by side, the difference was starkly apparent.
When Wei Qin was this age, he was either in the hospital or learning by the side of an old professor.
And Wei An?
Thinking of this, Tang Lan discreetly glanced at Wei An, who was whispering secretly with Lu Dongxin, and suddenly felt an illusion that Wei An seemed more like part of the Lu family.
“Sister, don’t say that! How can you talk about your misfortune now?” Tang Lan truly thought her sister had lost her mind, her son lying unconscious, and yet here she was lamenting about her own hardship.
“Am I not miserable?” Tang Qian sobbed even harder, “Wei Qin lies unconscious, how can I, his mother, not be heartbroken? But Fang Yi… how he treats me!”
Jin Lifu gave her a cold glance, scoffing internally.
“Sister, it was indeed your fault. I know it all, Wei Qin’s condition had been improving gradually. It was your tantrum that threw him into this illness,” Tang Lan said.
Tang Qian hadn’t expected that her most understanding and accommodating sister would now no longer be on her side.
She looked at Tang Lan incredulously, deeply hurt, “Tang Lan, how can you say this about me too?”