Meng Huaizhou stood by the window in the corridor on the second floor, lowered his head and was able to see Su Jieyu's current appearance clearly.
The light poured down from above his head, outlining his stern face.
Meng Huaizhou's eyes were filled with coldness. Looking at Su Jieyu who looked sad, he unconsciously clenched the railing in front of him with both hands, and his knuckles turned white.
After being married for many years, he couldn't withstand the ravages of time and became much older, but Su Jieyu didn't seem to have changed much. Looking at her now, she is still breathtakingly beautiful.
In the past, when he and Su Jieyu had just gotten married, his colleagues and friends at work all looked at him with envy.
They often praised him for marrying a good wife, who was beautiful, came from a well-off family and was also a very talented girl, which was rare.
Originally, this was something to be happy about, but in his heart, it felt like being pricked by thousands of needles, and it was always extremely painful.
He still couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart.
It was Su Jieyu who indirectly killed his mother. He still remembers very clearly the hatred he felt before his mother died.
He secretly swore in his heart at that time that he would never forgive Su Jieyu in his life. Even if she was nice to him for a while, it was all a pretense.
Thinking of this, Jiang Hongyan's figure suddenly appeared in his mind again, and his expression instantly eased a lot.
Although Jiang Hongyan is not as pretty as Su Jieyu, and her figure and cultivation are not as good as hers, she has a good heart and is a very kind person.
When I first met Jiang Hongyan, his mother was not in good health and had to be hospitalized frequently. She also had to lie in bed at home and needed someone to take care of her. She had no ability to take care of herself.
At that time, Jiang Hongyan often came to his house and helped him take care of his mother. She was not afraid of being tired or having trouble at all.
Meng Huaizhou suddenly felt that marrying Jiang Hongyan seemed to be the best choice.
She is very family-oriented and obedient. She is not like Su Jieyu, who always disagrees with him and is unwilling to listen to him.
If he and Jiang Hongyan were together, their lives would definitely have fewer conflicts and they would get along more comfortably.
Unfortunately, he had not yet developed at that time, and had to rely on Su Jieyu's background and her abilities. With her help, he could move forward step by step.
Facts have proved that Su Jieyu is indeed more capable, and marrying her has indeed helped him a lot in reaching his current position.
But that doesn't mean anything.
He hated Su Jieyu and resented Su Jieyu. These were facts that could not be changed. If the two of them were together, there would only be more and more conflicts.
Thinking of this, Meng Huaizhou's eyes darkened and his brows furrowed even tighter. He lowered his eyes to look at Su Jieyu's lost expression, sneered, turned around and went directly to another room.
During the time when he and Su Jieyu had a lot of arguments, they lived in separate rooms and have not moved back until now.
They have been living in separate rooms for so many years that even he can't remember clearly.
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Su Jieyu had been sitting downstairs in a daze. After a long time, the food, which was not hot to begin with, had become completely cold.
Aunt Zhang couldn't bear to watch the scene in front of her, so she put down the work in her hands, walked to the dining table, put the plates of food on the tray, and carried it to the kitchen.
As she walked, she said, "Madam, please wait for a moment. I'll go heat up the food."
Su Jieyu was lost in thought and didn't pay any attention to what Zhang Ma said.
She sat in the chair with her head down, her thoughts so confused that she couldn't even sort them out.
When she came to her senses, Aunt Zhang had already reheated the food and placed the dishes on the table one by one.
After cleaning up all this, he saw Su Jieyu's calm face again, frowned slightly, and hesitated whether to comfort her.
If she didn't comfort her, she couldn't bear to see the lady she had been with for so long sad. But if she did, she was just a servant and had no right to care about the private affairs of her master.
Su Jieyu put her hands on the table, her thoughts seemed to be stuck in a whirlpool, circling around and around with no bottom to be seen.
She suddenly recalled all the tears she had shed over the years in this failed marriage.
A few years before their marriage, Meng Huaizhou was away on business and there was no news for three or four months.
She stayed at home every day, waiting for news from him, even a letter, but there was nothing.
She was worried about him, but didn't know how to contact him, so she could only worry by herself. After he came back, she had a big fight with him, but Meng Huaizhou didn't take it seriously at all, and even blamed her for being too nosy.
Another time, she met Meng Huaizhou outside who had just got off work. There was another woman standing next to him, who was affectionately tidying his messy hair and straightening his collar.
The woman's movements were smooth and natural, and it was obvious that this was not the first time she had done this.
Other people looked at them from time to time, and Su Jieyu felt extremely heartbroken. She walked forward to question them, but before she could open her mouth, Meng Huaizhou turned the tables.
"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you I was busy?"
The blaming and complaining tone was as if she was an ignorant outsider who came to disrupt the situation.
All of these things, one by one, were like knives stabbing into her heart, making her feel more painful.
Yes, after so many years, she should have woken up long ago.
For some reason, the image of Jiang Xiachu dancing on the stage suddenly appeared in her mind.
On the stage, Jiang Xiachu's posture was light and graceful, and every movement she made had its own unique feeling, as if she was conveying her inner eagerness and hope to the people around her and the audience.
Thinking of Jiang Xiachu's dancing posture, Su Jieyu's mouth corners unconsciously raised.
Then she gave a wry smile and sighed helplessly.
She also wanted to be as free as Xia Chu, not caring about all the messy things, being unrestrained and living only for the love in her heart.
For this reason, she admired Jiang Xiachu very much.
When she first met Jiang Xiachu, she felt that there was a complexity in her eyes that was different from that of her peers. She acted very maturely, as if she had the depth and steadiness that only came from the hardships of life.
But since she joined the art troupe, she has become different.
She seemed to have been reborn, with light in her eyes and she exuded confidence and open-mindedness.
Su Jieyu picked up the cup beside her, took a sip of warm water, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Compared with Jiang Xiachu, I have been bound by marriage for these years and seem to lack the pure passion for work.
No matter what she does, she has to consider her family and Meng Huaizhou. It seems that her life is really frustrating.
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