"Yanjing, you work so hard but she doesn't understand you." There was a hint of heartache in Jiang Wei's voice, as if she was really standing up for Zhou Yanjing. Her fingers gently stroked the edge of the coat, her eyes as gentle as water, with an almost humble expectation.

"How could she not understand you? You are so outstanding, and everyone can see your efforts, but she..." Jiang Wei's voice became lower and lower, as if she felt sorry for Zhou Yanjing.

Zhou Yanjing's expression was still cold, his eyes were like ice, and there was no wavering in his tone, "Jiang Wei, you shouldn't say that about her. She is my wife, no matter how she treats me, it's between us."

Jiang Wei's expression changed slightly, but she quickly adjusted herself and forced a smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that. I just... I just feel sorry for you."

Zhou Yanjing didn't respond. He glanced at the coat in her hand and said in a light voice, "Take the things back. I don't need them. Also, don't do these things again. I'll go back and comfort her, and she won't be angry anymore."

Zhou Yanjing couldn't stay there any longer and he ran away as if he was escaping.

Jiang Wei didn't chase him out. She stood there, thinking about what she had just said. She was sure of one thing, that is, Shen Liwu had quarreled with him. Did she have another chance?

The corners of Jiang Wei's mouth rose slightly, and a calculating light flashed in his eyes. As long as she can seize this opportunity, perhaps she can win Zhou Yanjing's heart again.

She lowered her head and gently stroked the coat in her hand, as if it was her only support. Her thoughts drifted away, and a feeling of resentment and jealousy surged in her heart. Why could Shen Liwu get all of him while she could only watch silently from the side?

Jiang Wei took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and his eyes gradually became firm. She whispered to herself: "I won't give up just like that. I will definitely let him know that I am the only one who understands him the best."

At the same time, Zhou Yanjing came in front of Chen Liwu:

"daughter in law,"

Zhou Yanjing's voice was low, with a hint of helplessness and grievance, and his eyes were slightly red. "I feel uncomfortable when you ask me to do this kind of thing."

Shen Liwu looked at him, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, but was quickly replaced by stubbornness. She twisted her fingers together and pursed her lips. "I don't want to be like this, but she's like a time bomb that could explode at any time. I don't like her."

Zhou Yanjing sighed and reached out to hold her hand, his palm warm and dry, "I understand your concerns, but I don't want to deal with her in this way. She is a venomous snake, we can't fight her in her own way."

Shen Liwu's hand was held tightly by him, "You can't bear to hurt her?"

"No, she kidnapped you as a conspiracy, and I hate her for hurting you. I just don't like this way of doing things. I was wronged and made you unhappy, and you are happy to see me and her being affectionate?"

"I didn't ask you to kiss her, you just need to say a few words to make her misunderstand. Do you really want to make your fake play real?" Shen Liwu stared at him, his eyes slightly red, and his voice was choked with sobs.

When Zhou Yanjing saw her like this, his heart tightened and he quickly let go of her hand and hugged her in his arms. His palm gently stroked her back, his voice gentle but firm, "Don't let your imagination run wild. How could I have any thoughts about her? I just think that this method is not fair enough, and I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."