"Why did you say such a thing? He is your son, your blood, how could you hate him that way? I won't be surprised if you are the one who is the mastermind behind this," Madam Lu paused in her words as she sniffed.
"I cannot believe that you will be this cruel, isn't he the son you had with the woman you loved? Isn't he a symbol of the love shared between you and his mother? Then why do you have intense hatred towards him?" Madam Lu questioned, her chest heaving heavily.
Mr. Lu pocketed as he stared down at the middle-aged lady who vented her anger. His silence was particularly annoying, and this vexed her immensely.
"You know what, I'm going in to save my son, I consider him to be my son, so I must save him," Madam Lu stated firmly as she rushed into the hall with her heart in her mind.
By this time, the shooting had already ceased, and she did not know what she was supposed to think. She could only hope that Lu Wei was saved.