"After all these years, do you still hate me this much?"
A look of sorrow appeared in the woman's eyes as she squatted down and picked up the broken pieces from the ground one by one.
"Zhao Jia, you understand, I've never hated you."
Wen Shao's tone was like ice that had never melted, making Zhao Jia feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
Five years!
"Five years! You've always spoken to me in this tone."
"I even gave birth to your son! Can't you treat me a little better?"
“You have dozens of women outside, and I have never said a word about it.”
"But what about you? When we're alone together, you're colder than a stranger!"
“Aside from putting on a show of affection in front of outsiders, when have you ever smiled at me or spoken to me in a kind tone?”
Zhao Jia squatted on the ground and started crying; her cries were so helpless.
Wen Shao slowly turned around, but his face remained as gloomy as ice.
"Zhao Jia, there was never any love between us; it was just a political marriage."
"Moreover, your Zhao family is already weak, ranking last among the ten great families, so your help to me is really limited."
"I don't need to expend any energy or effort to deal with you or maintain our relationship."
"I've already told you these things, why don't you understand?"
Zhao Jia stared blankly at Wen Shao, her eyes filled with confusion.
She was the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, and no one among the younger generation of the Zhao family could surpass her. She was even very likely to become the next head of the Zhao family.
However, Zhao Jia fell in love with Wen Shao at first sight at a banquet and began to pursue him madly.
However, Wen Shao neither refused nor agreed, and always maintained a distance.
At that time, the Zhao family was still among the top ten families, ranking in the middle. Their strength was similar to that of the Wen family, so Wen Shao did not reject the Zhao family's daughter's overtures.
Zhao Jia continued her pursuit with great enthusiasm, even getting the then-Zhao family patriarch to propose a marriage alliance to the Wen family.
At that time, the two elders called the two men together and asked for their opinions.
Zhao Jia readily agreed.
Strangely enough, Wen Shao agreed with a smile at the time.
The two got married quickly, and Zhao Jia became pregnant after the marriage. Although they were not particularly affectionate, they treated each other with respect.
But after the death of the Zhao family patriarch five years ago, the entire Zhao family was thrown into turmoil, and everything changed.
After the intense power struggle for succession, the Zhao family suffered a severe blow and was relegated to the bottom of the ten great families. If it weren't for some remaining family wealth, they would probably have been replaced by some of the first-class families below them.
From then on, Wen Shao's attitude towards her changed dramatically.
Her husband, who used to treat her with the utmost respect, no longer gave her a kind look.
The devoted male god in her eyes has turned into a top-tier scumbag who keeps dozens of women on the side.
Even the son Zhao Jia bore for him, Wen Shao has never held even once in all these years.
Later, Zhao Jia learned that Wen Shao did not hate her, nor did he hate the Zhao family.
Instead, he resented himself for making such a disastrous decision regarding marriage, something that his strong sense of pride and self-proclaimed genius could not tolerate.
This is also an extremely selfish person who calculates everything for himself to the extreme.
A hypocrite completely devoid of normal human emotions!
"Fine! Wen Shao! I know that with your status and position, you won't easily divorce me!"
"This is all the value I have left to you, so I won't make a fool of myself."
Wen Shao frowned and looked at Zhao Jia.
"Zhao Jia! What do you want to do?"
Zhao Jia picked up the shards from the ground and cut a gash in her palm.
"Wen Shao! From this day forward, you are you, and I am me!"
"We are no longer husband and wife, and you are no longer the father of our child."
"I, Zhao Jia, swear by blood that I sever all ties with you, Wen Shaoen! We are no longer husband and wife!"
"Starting today! I'm moving out of the Wen family's old house! My son and I will live separately! The child has nothing to do with you, and the Zhao family has nothing to do with you!"
"Young Master Wen, please don't bother us again in the future. Goodbye!"
Zhao Jia smashed the blood-stained fragments onto the ground, scattering countless tiny pieces everywhere.
Zhao Jia then turned and left, never looking at Wen Shao again.
Watching Zhao Jia's departing figure, Wen Shao remained unmoved, only letting out a sneer.
"Foolish woman, it's better that you left, so you won't be an eyesore."
Over the years, Wen Shao couldn't help but feel a surge of anger whenever he saw Zhao Jia.
Zhao Jia's presence constantly reminded Wen Shao of the only unprofitable business he had done in all these years.
He originally planned to use the Zhao family as an ally to seize the throne, but they unexpectedly became a burden, which infuriated him and also required him to provide assistance to the Zhao family from time to time in order to maintain his image.
This greatly displeased Wen Shao, who was arrogant and calculating to the extreme.
"That's good. It will save us from providing aid to the Zhao family in the future, which is a huge expense."
"I wonder if Grandpa has kicked Chen Luo out yet. Let's go check."
Feeling better after saving money, Wen Shao slowly walked towards the inner courtyard.
When he passed by, the staff and relatives of the collateral branches in the old house greeted Wen Shao very respectfully.
Wen Shao chatted with them in a very easygoing manner, completely unlike the coldness he had shown when facing Zhao Jia.
In his eyes, these people would become his subordinates and assets after the succession struggle, so he still needed to maintain a good image in front of them.
Wen Shao walked all the way to the Moon Gate, intending to send someone in to announce his arrival, but then he heard a commotion.
"Oh dear! Who told the old man to drink so much!"
"Doctor! Doctor! Come quick!"
"You bunch of bastards! I told you to watch over the old man, what have you been doing?!"
"Hurry over and help him up! The old man has fallen; do you think you'll even survive?"
Hearing the shouts of these people, Wen Shao quickly tried to rush in.
The old man can't get into trouble, otherwise the Wen family's power will be weakened by more than half. I haven't really become the head of the family yet, and I haven't inherited those connections and resources!
Just as he ran out, he saw an unbelievable scene.
Wen Qingyang and Chen Luo were standing in the courtyard with their arms around each other's shoulders, each carrying a bottle of Moutai liquor.
Even someone as temperamental as Wen Shao couldn't help but curse upon seeing this scene.
"Holy crap! What, what's going on?"
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