Zhang Yaqin has lived in the compound for over ten years, and she considers herself to be fairly well-informed.
But she had never heard anyone mention that the Huo family had this connection!
Yu Changqing was completely baffled by this, but he has finally figured out one thing.
No wonder he fought with Huo's father for so many years, and he always came out on top.
So that's where the problem lies!
That Huo Zhendong, he talks a good game.
In reality, he was a hypocrite with a sanctimonious facade!
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhang Yaqin suddenly felt a little discouraged.
"Old Yu, why don't we just give up? You've already gotten to this position."
"Our family has enough to eat and drink, there's no need to argue with them over this..."
"What do you know!"
Yu Changqing abruptly interrupted her, his face so dark it seemed to drip water.
"Only a coward would say forget it. Do you think I've been fighting with him for so many years just because of that position?"
"We're fighting for men's self-respect, and also..."
"what else?"
Zhang Yaqin looked over in surprise, "Old Yu, what's wrong with you lately? I feel like your temper is getting worse and worse."
"nothing."
Yu Changqing closed his eyes, suppressing the hatred in his heart.
"I'm tired. Go and run me some water. I want to take a bath later."
Zhang Yaqin gave him a strange look, but ultimately said nothing.
After she went into the bathroom, Yu Changqing turned around and went to the study.
A moment later, he took out a pocket watch from a hidden cabinet in the study.
The pocket watch was opened, revealing a black and white photograph of a young woman.
If there were anyone in the compound at that moment, they would definitely recognize the person in the photo as Huo's mother, Yue Ling.
Yu Changqing gently picked up the photo, as if speaking to himself, or perhaps to the person in the photo.
"I was the one who met you first!"
"You said you liked gentle and refined men, men with a scholarly air about them... I've remembered every word you said."
"For you, I smoothed out my rough edges. I studied those difficult poems and books, I learned to paint, to write, and to brew tea!"
"But why did you choose him?"
"Why! Why! Tell me why this is happening?"
"Besides being a bit better looking than me, what exactly is it about him that's better than me?"
As he spoke, Yu Changqing suddenly pressed the photo against his heart.
"What do you think I've been fighting with him for all these years?"
"For the sake of pride? To outdo him? Or out of resentment for that position?"
"Hehehe...neither..."
"I just want you to see for yourself that the man you chose is inferior to me in every way..."
Yu Changqing was engrossed in his own thoughts and didn't notice anything amiss.
Outside the study, a figure stood frozen in place.
Zhang Yaqin's hand hung in mid-air, her face drained of color, and her pupils, too shocked to contract.
What did she hear?
She had always believed that her husband had been relentlessly fighting the Huo family for years.
It's for glory, status, and the admiring gaze of others.
Unexpectedly, he did it for—
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