Chapter 1591: Chapter 1610 Thin-skinned
"After she’s released, send her away! I don’t want to see Ding Jiaqi anymore." Although Nan Fei agreed to rescue Ding Jiaqi, it didn’t mean she was a pushover. Since Ding Jiaqi was her rival, she wouldn’t be lenient.
Sending her away was her final bottom line.
Through their recent meetings, she roughly deduced what kind of person Ding Jiaqi was. Keeping her around would only bring trouble. Although she was confident that Ding Jiaqi couldn’t possibly take Bei Jiang away.
Besides, Bei Jiang wasn’t the type of man to act without thinking.
But even so, she would never allow it.
Upon hearing this, Huo Beijiang finally smiled satisfactorily, "Good! My wife is impressive! Finally becoming wise." Just moments ago, he was worried that his wife was too kind and could be bullied! He really disliked Ding Jiaqi’s presumptuousness and persistence.
If his wife believed Ding Jiaqi’s nonsense, that would be a huge disaster for him.
Nan Fei couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Huo Beijiang, "You think I’m that naive, just trying to appear kind?"
"Of course not." Huo Beijiang quickly appeased her, "My wife is, of course, a very capable and very smart person. To me, she’s number one in the world. She’s my queen..."
"Stop, stop, stop... Don’t say anymore." Was he flattering her or mocking her?
Huo Beijiang uneasily touched his nose, smiling meaningfully.
Everything about his wife was good, except her thin skin.
"Bei Jiang," Nan Fei suddenly began seriously, her tone lowering, "Do you know? I sent Zhuanzhuan to prison, I personally sent her there." She had never told anyone this before; the matter of Zhuanzhuan had been a burden she had carried alone for so long.
Wasn’t she sad?
Of course she was; no one was more heartbroken than her to see Zhuanzhuan in prison. She was even more pained than her father, especially after learning the things Zhuanzhuan endured at Aunt Jiang Meili’s home since childhood. It was deeply painful.
Even though those experiences had nothing to do with her, even though she was just a child then, but since she was Zhuanzhuan’s elder sister, she would feel distressed, she would feel sad, and she would even feel guilty.
Zhuanzhuan’s tragedy was the family’s tragedy. If not for the older generation’s preference for boys, if not for her father and grandfather wanting a son and a grandson so badly, they wouldn’t have sent Zhuanzhuan to Jiang Meili’s home, but who could have predicted all this?
Her father could alleviate his guilt by blaming and cursing her, but she couldn’t do anything.
Not only could she do nothing, she even had to send Zhuanzhuan to prison herself.
Thinking of all this, Nan Fei’s whole body trembled slightly. She tightly clenched her hands, with her knuckles gradually turning white, "Bei Jiang, do you know?" She spoke in a voice slightly hoarse and ethereal, as if her voice came from a very distant place.
This made Huo Beijiang feel an elusive sense of illusion.
He held Nan Fei tightly in his arms, comforting her with his strength. "I’m sorry, my love. I should have been there for you. You shouldn’t face something like this alone, I’m your man, you should have left it to me."
Huo Beijiang felt deeply guilty and remorseful. He hadn’t anticipated that so much would happen during his absence. Not being there in his wife’s saddest moments made him both self-reproachful and angry.