Qiao Zhizhi thought to herself, how could anyone be so stupid? Sun Hetang obviously didn't expect that her feelings for Lin Songyan were not a good thing for her marriage with the Wu family.
This has always been a secret between the two companies, and it is indeed to protect Sun Hetang's reputation.
“Then you really are mistaken.” Lin Songyan said, “The reason why we planned to invite your father to visit was simply because the Lin family wanted to apologize and tell your family that the marriage could not be arranged and wish you to find another suitable husband. This was exactly what I wanted.”
At the time, he only sent an invitation without explaining the reason, so he can explain it however he wants now.
Sun Hetang was stunned for a moment, clearly not believing it.
"That's just an excuse to save face. You're trying to drag me into this mess. Otherwise, if my father isn't going, why would your Lin family announce a marriage alliance with the Qiao family in such a short time?"
Sun Hetang looked at Qiao Zhizhi with the air of a victor.
"This means that we had to settle for second best. The Lin family didn't want you, so we turned to the Qiao family. Qiao Zhizhi, the man you're going to marry is the one I don't want. Because of this, you'll never be able to hold your head up in front of me for the rest of your life."
Sun Hetang was arrogant and spoke extremely harshly.
Qiao Zhizhi walked over calmly and raised her hand to slap him.
"Smack!"
Sun Hetang cried out in surprise, covered his face, stumbled, and almost fell to the ground.
Five bright red finger marks appeared on her face, burning with pain.
Having never been wronged before, she felt both ashamed and resentful, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"You dare hit me, Qiao Zhizhi, you bitch! I am a young lady from a prestigious family, while your Qiao family is nothing but nouveau riche from the mountains. What right do you have to hit me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he received another slap on the other side of his face.
Qiao Zhizhi used even more force in this slap, knocking Sun Hetang to the ground.
She grew up doing farm work, and although she no longer has to do farm work, the strength she developed is still there. How could a pampered young lady like Sun Hetang possibly compete with her?
"How could you hit someone? Hitting someone is wrong."
"That's incredibly vulgar and rude."
Sun Hetang's two friends helped her up, saying angrily.
"So is it right to humiliate people in the street? Is that elegant?"
“From the very beginning, the woman surnamed Sun was rude and unruly, constantly insulting people and distorting the truth. If you two had stopped her, she wouldn’t have been beaten.”
"That's right, I come from a remote mountain village, so I don't know how to hold back. You all need to be careful."
"As for nouveau riche, who would complain about having too much money? Do you think the pocket money you've saved up since childhood is as much as I make from selling paintings in a month?"
The three men stared at her, speechless.
Sun Hetang originally thought that Qiao Zhizhi was destined to have no children in this life, which lowered his morale. In addition, since she was a teacher of painting, a refined art, he had to maintain his dignity and composure. No matter how much she mocked him, he could only silently endure it.
Little did she expect that the two slaps would leave her head spinning and her brain fogged up.
“Fine, very well, I’ll remember these two slaps, and I’ll get my revenge someday,” Sun Hetang said through gritted teeth.
"And Qiao Zhizhi, you've married a man who can't lay eggs. You'll suffer a lot in the future. I'm just waiting to see you make a fool of yourself."
She had her reasons for saying that.
Lin Songyan is infertile, so the family resources allocated to him will be pitifully small, and he and his wife may not even have a place to stand. Who knows what kind of exclusion and suppression they will face from the first and second wives.
Whether it's a high-class family or an ordinary household, this is a consensus.
"Oh, then I wish you lay lots of eggs, twenty or thirty for the rest of your life without end. But laying too many eggs will also take a toll on your body. You'd better live well, or you won't be able to watch my jokes anymore."
Using reproduction to measure a person's worth is like asking whether a person is a pig or a dog and needs to be bred. Qiao Zhizhi found it laughable.
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