Yuan Zhao stood by the window the whole time, from where she could see all of Zhou Shiyuan's reactions.
When Yuan Zhao saw that Zhou Shiyuan didn't dare to make a sound when he heard Rong Ruo's voice, he shook his head.
Pathetic!
She had never met a man more pathetic than Zhou Shiyuan.
If Zhou Shiyuan dared to reprimand her even twice today, she would still think more highly of him.
But now...
A cold smile crept across Yuan Zhao's lips.
Zhou Shiyuan is not only cold-blooded, but now he's not even a man anymore. In her previous life, she actually thought he was her everything.
The more Yuan Zhao thought about it, the more he felt he didn't deserve it.
Fortunately, God gave her a second chance; otherwise, she would have been terribly wronged.
Outside, seeing that Zhou Shiyuan didn't dare to utter a single word, Linglong spat at him with disdain, and then the maids withdrew.
They would be disgusted to even step on such a spineless man.
Zhou Shiyuan kept his head down, still lying on the ground. No one helped him up, and no one paid him any attention.
His hand gradually clenched into a fist.
At that moment, he desperately wanted to rush into the house and curse that shameless couple.
However, he ultimately lacked the courage.
Rong Ruo only said two words, and he didn't even have the courage to resist.
Finally, he got up from the ground by himself and slunk away.
He didn't know how he got back to the courtyard. As soon as he entered, the servant came to greet him:
"Young Master!"
As soon as the servant opened his mouth, Zhou Shiyuan went berserk, swinging his fists and hitting him.
"It's all your fault, it's all your fault."
He blamed all the blame on the servant, believing that the servant had caused him to embarrass himself.
If he hadn't asked him to go find Yuan Zhao, how could he have ended up in such a humiliating situation today?
The servant was inexplicably beaten, and he could only endure it. However, he gradually couldn't bear it anymore.
Young master, are you going to beat him to death?!
"Young master, spare me! Young master, spare me!"
The servant begged loudly for mercy, but Zhou Shiyuan seemed not to hear him.
He only came to his senses when someone slapped him across the face.
"What's wrong with you? Have you gone mad?"
The speaker was Zhou's father, who had rushed over upon hearing the news. He had heard that Zhou Yujie was dying, that the doctors couldn't cure him, and that they had to ask the imperial physician for help.
Upon hearing this, Bai Mianmian burst into tears. He was currently very interested in Bai Mianmian and naturally couldn't bear to see this. In addition, he genuinely liked Zhou Yujie, so he swallowed his pride and went to ask a familiar imperial physician from the past for help.
Who knew that as soon as they arrived at Zhou Shiyuan's courtyard, they would find him going crazy.
He had never seen his son like this before. At this moment, he began to believe what Old Madam Zhou had said. His son was probably really going to die!
Thinking of this, Mr. Zhou frowned even more deeply.
Zhou Shiyuan was slapped and came to his senses. When he saw the servant he had beaten half to death, he realized what he had done.
A hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes. Why did he do this again?
He regretted beating Zhou Yujie so badly that day, not because he felt he had hit him too hard, but because he was afraid that if word got out, it would damage his reputation as a scholar.
He kept telling himself to restrain himself, but he couldn't hold back today and beat his personal servant, who had grown up with him, like this again.
Of course, he still doesn't think he was wrong.
He was just worried that the news would get out and damage his reputation.
Thinking of this, he spoke:
"You've done a poor job. I haven't killed you because of the years you've served me!"
"Take two taels of silver and go rest."
Upon hearing this, the servant staggered to his feet, bowed his head in a salute, but his eyes betrayed his undisguised resentment and malice.
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