Zhao Shijie was truly enraged this time. His own precious daughter had been deceived for over a decade, and now he was even targeting his own children. He was simply inhuman.
"My son, you have suffered."
Fang Lan's eyes were already red with tears, filled with regret. If only she hadn't been forced to marry that scumbag, the Zhao family could have easily supported him.
But it's too late to say anything now.
"Mom, it's not hard. I have several sensible children, and I'm very content."
Zhao Hanyue gently comforted the two elders.
"Fine, if you want a divorce, then go ahead. If you need anything, just come back and tell us. We, the Zhao family, can afford to support you and your children."
After calming down, Zhao Shijie finally said something normal.
"Thank you, Father."
Zhao Hanyue felt a sense of relief; it felt so good to have someone behind her.
"Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? We're family, we don't need to speak like strangers."
Fang Lan glared at her and said.
"Oh, right, Father, there's one more thing."
Zhao Hanyue took a deep breath and spoke.
"What is it? Tell me."
Zhao Shijie didn't think much of it and asked curiously.
“Father, something might happen at this state banquet, possibly related to the friendship between our two countries. If it is unavoidable, I hope you can make plans as soon as possible.”
Zhao Hanyue said seriously.
When Zhao Shijie heard the words "state banquet," he became serious. He knew exactly what his daughter wanted to say after hearing her words.
Suddenly, he stood up and said to Zhao Hanyue:
"Come with me to the study to talk."
As she spoke, she headed towards the study. Zhao Hanyue bowed to her mother and then followed her out.
Fang Lan, left behind, was filled with worry and sorrow. Was there going to be another war?
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