After Listening to What Inside My Mind the Female Leads Want to Flung Into My Harem-Chapter 180 – Lin Fan’s mother whose mentality has been shattered

"Of course, of course, let me take these empty plates away."

As Deng Cuihuai exchanged pleasantries with Tang Yu, she was inwardly wishing she could bite him to death!

She pretended to clear the empty plates from the table, but in reality, she had a knife hidden in her palm!

And it was a blade coated with deadly poison!

As long as she got close enough and Tang Yu's attention was diverted, she was a hundred percent sure she could severely wound him with one strike!

As for the two ordinary people next to him, they were no match for her at all!

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Just then, a customer shouted from a distance.

The three people at the table instinctively turned to look.

At the moment Tang Yu turned his head, she held her breath, ready to strike.

But just as Tang Yu turned his head, he quickly turned back again, as he wasn't actually planning to look; he just wanted to stretch his neck because it felt uncomfortable.

His sudden turn back almost scared the life out of Deng Cuihuai.

She had just started to exert force but had to stop abruptly, causing her to lose balance and fall backward onto the ground.

The plates in her hands shattered on the floor, and the knife nearly stabbed herself.

Hearing the commotion, the manager quickly ran over and asked with concern, "Are you three guests alright?"

"We're fine," Tang Yu waved his hand.

"That's good to hear," the manager sighed in relief. Anyone who could afford to dine here was a top-tier guest, and even minor issues had to be resolved to prevent any anger.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Seeing Deng Cuihuai awkwardly on the floor, Tang Yu quickly helped her up and guided her to a chair.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern," Deng Cuihuai said, touched by Tang Yu's gesture.

Being touched by Tang Yu made Deng Cuihuai feel utterly disgusted inside, yet she had to put on a grateful facade.

She would rather have a maggot crawl over her hand than let this beast who killed her son touch her!

"There's no need to be so polite. Auntie, you're getting on in years, so be careful. A fall is no joke," Tang Yu advised warmly.

Beside him, Qin Kexin smiled gently at Tang Yu. Since childhood, she had admired Tang Yu's innate kindness and care for others, unlike some rich kids who thought they were superior and would ruin anyone who offended them.

"Thank you, I'm really grateful for your concern, but I'm fine. Let me clean up a bit," Deng Cuihuai forced a smile.

She thought to herself, it's nothing if I fall, but if I can't kill you, that's a real problem.

"No, let someone else handle the cleaning," Tang Yu insisted. "You must be overworked and need a good rest. I can tell from your health that you haven't been eating or sleeping well lately, right?"

"That's exactly it..." Deng Cuihuai squeezed out the words through gritted teeth, keeping her head down to hide her face from Tang Yu.

She could barely control her expression.

Fuck, why can't I eat or sleep well?

Isn't it because you killed my precious son?

He was so young, just a kid who didn't know any better.

You killed him and even mutilated him. How cruel can you be?

"That's not good. Why is your life so stressful? I could help you, but what about your husband and son? Don't they care for you?" Tang Yu sighed with concern.

Having been poor before, Tang Yu understood how hard life could be for ordinary people.

Now that he had the means, he tried to offer some protection to those in need.

Being a villain was only in relation to the Dragon King; it didn't mean he was a psychopath who killed without blinking.

"They... they're all dead." Deng Cuihuai couldn't hold back her tears when Tang Yu asked, wishing she could stab this bastard to death.

"Oh my, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up," Tang Yu said apologetically, gently massaging Deng Cuihuai's shoulders.

"No wonder it's been so hard for you, Auntie. If your son were still here, he'd be older than me, right?"

"He'd be a few years older than you."

"Then he should be married by now, with a lovely and virtuous wife."

"The young couple would be sweet and loving, maybe with a few adorable kids."

"Then you wouldn't have to work, just help take care of the grandkids, and everyone would be happy," Tang Yu mused.

Deng Cuihuai imagined this scene and burst into loud sobs, like a pig being slaughtered.

She cursed Tang Yu a thousand times in her heart for being a heartless bastard.

If it weren't for Tang Yu, her son would have made a name for himself in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

He would have had seven or eight wives, and she would have been enjoying a life of leisure with grandchildren!

"Auntie, don't be too sad. Since we met today, it's fate. Let's eat together, and you can consider me your son for now, enjoying some family warmth," Tang Yu said, handing her a tissue to wipe her tears and pouring her a cup of hot tea to warm her stomach.

"Damn, big brother is so compassionate," Qin Ming was moved, proud of his big brother.

Qin Kexin also wiped her tears, feeling more and more that her choice was right; no wonder she had been close to him since childhood.

Deng Cuihuai blew her nose hard, her throat almost hoarse from crying.

She took a big sip of the hot tea and was about to thank him when she asked, "What did you give me to drink?"

"Tea, Auntie. It's really good tea," Tang Yu explained with a smile.

Deng Cuihuai's face changed instantly, and she quickly stood up, "I have some work to finish, I need to go."

"Don't go, Auntie. Work can wait. I can put in a good word for you and arrange a more relaxed position," Tang Yu said, holding onto the poor woman who had lost her son.

Qin Ming nodded, "Yes, Auntie, my family owns this place. I'll talk to the manager later."

"Auntie, what would you like to eat? Have something to replenish your energy. You look so pale," Qin Kexin said, handing her the menu tablet.

Held by the three of them, Deng Cuihuai felt like dying, cursing Tang Yu a million times in her heart.

This bastard, giving me poisoned tea to drink?

Knowing the poison would take effect in two minutes, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, trying to excuse herself, "I appreciate your kindness, but I'm not as bad off as you think."

"Auntie, don't be polite with us. People should help each other, and those who can should help those in need. It's the responsibility of every wealthy person to society," Tang Yu insisted, refusing to let go of the poor old lady.

He could tell from her genuine cries of pain that she was truly suffering, a pain that couldn't be faked.

"No, no, Auntie just has a stomachache and needs to use the restroom. Please let Auntie go to the bathroom, okay?" Deng Cuihuai was desperate as time ticked away.

She didn't dare to forcibly shake off Tang Yu's hand, fearing it would reveal her strength.