Mrs. Sang was not at all surprised that Sang Zheng would say such a thing. She feared that in his eyes, any past hurt could be dismissed as long as there were benefits involved.
She had resented Sang Jiao for her deception, yet was grateful for the joy Sang Jiao had brought her during the time she was around.
As for deceiving her way back, she had never considered it. She lacked the skill and the wits, and she couldn't play games with anyone.
"I don't plan on deceiving her back, Sang Zheng. You'd better stay away from her too."
"Why are you always so timid and afraid? When I told you to ingratiate yourself with Sang Qiao, you wouldn't do it. Now you can't even pretend to let bygones be bygones. It's no wonder you've never amounted to anything."
Sang Zheng was genuinely dissatisfied with his wife in every aspect and didn't know why he had married her.
