Over the years, the two of them have been arguing constantly.
She didn't want to listen to him and stay at home to take care of the children more, and she insisted on going out and showing off her status.
The two of them would quarrel over anything they disagreed on, and over time, he got tired of it and went home less and less often. They were together less and less, and even when he came back occasionally, he was too lazy to pay attention to Su Jieyu.
Over such a long time, the love between him and Su Jieyu had been almost worn out.
Looking at the weak and miserable Jiang Hongyan in front of him, Meng Huaizhou shook his head.
Forget it, I don’t want to think about her anymore.
Aunt Zhang, who was standing by, rubbed her clothes and rolled her eyes, complaining in her heart: "You feel sorry for her, but why don't you remember to feel sorry for your wife? How many grievances have she suffered with you over the years? How many tears have she shed secretly for you? Have you ever cared? Now you start to feel sorry for the woman outside, how ridiculous."
Listening to Meng Huaizhou's words, Jiang Hongyan felt even more wronged. She slowly raised her tearful face and said incoherently, "Thank you..."
Tears were streaming down her face, and because she had been crying, she couldn't control her expression, so her facial features were distorted and her wrinkles were more obvious. She didn't look good, and was even a little ugly.
Seeing this, Meng Huaizhou subconsciously frowned slightly, with a bit of disgust in his eyes, but for some reason, a different feeling arose in his heart.
For some reason, Jiang Hongyan's pitiful, submissive look, and her complete obedience to him, made him feel a long-lost sense of being relied upon.
Over the years, he had never had this feeling in front of Su Jieyu.
Su Jieyu is doing very well in the art troupe and is also a nationally famous artist who attracts much attention. She is very opinionated, so she is strong both in relationships and in life.
So she never spoke to him in this way, and he particularly hated Su Jieyu's strong tone.
The two reminisced about the past for a long time in the yard. Jiang Hongyan cried about the grievances and hardships she had suffered over the years, and Meng Huaizhou comforted her.
The lights in the yard were on and the wind was blowing.
After hanging up the clothes, Aunt Zhang went to get a basket of vegetables and sat in the corner of the yard, picking some vegetables.
She listened to the two people chatting from a distance, muttering to herself and glancing over from time to time.
Looking at the figures of Meng Huaizhou and Jiang Hongyan, her brows were tightly furrowed into the shape of a "川" character, as if she could pinch a mosquito to death, her eyes full of disgust.
She thought to herself, "What's wrong with you, sir? Did you take the wrong medicine? He doesn't want to marry someone as beautiful and outstanding as his wife, but he is so distressed and caring towards Jiang Hongyan. Anyone with a discerning eye can see who is better."
Aunt Zhang thought about it and curled her lips.
She sighed and muttered softly, "How can Jiang Hongyan compare to the Madam? She's so pretentious, it makes me angry just to see her."
In her heart, Su Jieyu was dignified and generous, and very beautiful. She kept the house in order, was good at managing the household, and was especially good to her, the servant.
She had worked for other people's families before, but had never met a host as considerate and gentle as Su Jieyu.
"I'm afraid the gentleman is blind. I don't know what he is thinking. Go see an ophthalmologist right away!"
Aunt Zhang complained secretly, and picked the vegetables with increasingly greater force, venting all her dissatisfaction on the leaves.
After chatting for a long time, Jiang Hongyan pulled out a handkerchief from her arms and hurriedly wiped away the tears from her face.
She glanced at the sky, with some worry in her eyes.
She had been away from home for a long time. According to He Dayuan's personality, if she didn't come home in a while, that person would probably come to look for her in a big way.
If things get out of hand, it won't be good for anyone.
Thinking of this, Jiang Hongyan pursed her lips, looked up at Meng Huaizhou reluctantly, and said softly: "It's too late, I have to go home first."
"Otherwise, if he knew I came here, he would definitely beat me up."
Jiang Hongyan's tone was pitiful, and Meng Huaizhou felt distressed again. He nodded and said, "I see. Then you can go back quickly. If you need help, you can come to me. Don't be polite with me."
Jiang Hongyan said "hmm", stood up, and her whole face was filled with the words "reluctance to leave".
If only she had married Meng Huaizhou at the beginning, then she wouldn't have to live such a hard life.
She looked at Meng Huaizhou with mixed feelings.
In fact, she now wanted to tell Meng Huaizhou everything and tell him that the daughter he was so proud of was actually her child.
This is the only connection between her and him.
But now is not the right time, she must endure it and not tell the truth at this time.
An Yao has just joined the art troupe and has not yet completely established herself. When her identity is revealed at this time, it will definitely affect her mentality.
That was her biological daughter, and she couldn't let her work and career be affected by her own selfish desires.
She would wait until An Yao became successful and then tell her the truth about it all, letting her know that she had recognized the wrong mother for all these years.
Jiang Hongyan clenched her fists and took a deep breath.
She never thought that Jiang Xiachu would be admitted to the art troupe, and even ranked higher than Meng Anyao, entering with the first place.
As a result of her commotion, many things that originally belonged to An Yao were taken away.
Moreover, over the years, she has been secretly paying attention to everything about Meng Anyao. She knows that Meng Anyao is a person with strong self-esteem and a strong desire to win.
She must feel very uncomfortable being suppressed by Jiang Xiachu in every way. Thinking of this, Jiang Hongyan's eyes flashed with cruelty and she clenched her teeth.
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