Taking two deep breaths, Chen Wende tried to calm himself.

"I can't panic. I can't let these outsiders influence my mind and emotions. They are not from the same world as me, so why should I bother with them?

The most important thing for me now is to complete "The Climb". As long as "The Climb" is published, all the rumors, all the gossip, and all the ridicule will be transformed into praise.

When the time comes, they will not look at me with contempt or disdain, but only with respect and flattery. ”

After brainwashing himself, Chen Wende gradually calmed down.

He picked up the pen and buried himself in the manuscript again.

But I just couldn't calm down.

There were bloodshot in his eyeballs and his vision was a little blurry. The abdomen where Gu Yunzhou hit him, the thigh where Qiao Youcai punched him, and the cheek where Qiao Jiangxin and Liu Afang slapped him were all burning with pain.

Every little thing reminded him of the shame of this moment.

“Pah~”

A drop of transparent liquid fell on the manuscript he had written, smudged the words he wrote.

Chen Wende looked at the soaked words in astonishment.

"Qiao family, you, you actually forced me to this point. I, Chen Wende, will remember this."

His tone was trembling with an uncontrollable tremor. He couldn't understand why his life had become like this?

Chen Wende didn't understand. Compared with his previous life, he just changed his wife from Qiao Daya to Chi Suzhen. Why was his life and the fate of the Chen family so different?

Why are all the details so different?

Is Qiao Jiangxin really that needy?

Thinking of Chen Youliang's attitude later, he knew very well that before "Climbing" was published, he could only be obedient and swallow his anger.

If Third Uncle hadn’t stopped him, Chen Youliang would have wanted to attack him.

As a gentle scholar, he would never be a match for Chen Youliang, so from now on, he could only bow his head.

At least, before "The Climb" was published, there would be no uniqueness in his home.

Chen Wende was right.

At the dinner table in the evening, Chen Youliang spoke.

"Forget about it for now. There's not much work to do in the fields. From now on, no matter who you are, follow me to the fields. I don't want to keep idle people at home!"

Chen Wenxiu was startled and immediately said, "Okay, Dad."

Chen Youliang nodded and turned his gaze from Chen Wenxiu's face to the face of Chen Wenfeng next to him.

Chen Wenfeng opened his mouth and said in a slightly dry tone, "When the time comes, if I can walk on the ground, I will do it too."

Chen Youliang's expression relaxed a lot, and his gaze moved to the side, landing on Chen Wende.

Chen Wende paused as he was picking up food, his knuckles tingling. Chen Youliang's burning gaze made him uncomfortable.

Chen Youliang stared at him closely, waiting for a reply from his eldest son.

Chen Wende did not say anything, and the air seemed to be frozen at this moment. Chen Wenxiu and Chen Wenfeng seemed to feel the heavy atmosphere and did not dare to say a word.

More than ten seconds passed, and Chen Youliang was still staring at Chen Wende, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

The father and son started to compete with each other. The atmosphere was so tense that Chen Wenxiu even tried to hold her breathing low, for fear that it would affect her.

The emotion in Chen Wende's eyes changed from disgust and dissatisfaction at the beginning, to embarrassment and uneasiness.