Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 326 Towards the Golden Palace (30)

Xie Zhao frowned: "What's going on?"

Cheng Qingshuang downplayed the seriousness of the matter and tearfully recounted what had happened.

"That woman has been going out all the time lately, I don't know who she's been seeing. She came back today and took her anger out on the child... Look what she did to Zhaolin!"

As Cheng Qingshuang spoke, she burst into tears, "They don't care about children who aren't their own!"

Xie Zhao frowned even more and stepped forward to try to rescue Xie Zhaolin.

But as soon as he made a move, two rough-looking old women immediately blocked his way: "Master, the madam said that the young master cannot be put down for less than two hours."

Xie Zhao's expression darkened slightly: "In this household, only the lady's words carry weight, while my words have no effect?

The unshaven old woman remained unmoved: "Master, we were brought here by the Madam from the Meng family, so naturally we follow the Madam's words."

Xie Zhao was silent for a moment, then turned and went into the house to find Meng Zhenyue.

When he entered, Meng Zhenyue was leaning on the couch reading a book. Hearing him come in, she didn't even lift her eyelids, let alone greet him warmly as usual.

Xie Zhao noticed her strange behavior immediately.

He walked over and asked, "What did Zhaolin do wrong that you're punishing him so severely?"

Meng Zhenyue retorted, "Didn't Mother already tell you?"

Xie Zhao: "Zhao Lin is just a child. He did something wrong. As an elder, you should patiently teach him instead of scolding and beating him in front of the servants. He is, after all, the young master of the family. If you make him lose face in front of the servants, how will he face himself in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhenyue put down the book in her hand and sat up straight: "Don't worry, Zhaolin is not a fragile child. If he had any sense of shame, he wouldn't have cursed me, his mother, as a cripple in front of the servants and even threatened to divorce me and marry someone else."

Xie Zhao was taken aback, then said, "Children speak without thinking, don't listen to his nonsense. You should know how I treat you. I will not divorce you, much less marry another."

In the past, hearing Xie Zhao's words would have soothed even the greatest grievances in Meng Zhenyue's heart.

But after hearing those words from him in person at the Treasure Pavilion, she now only felt that Xie Zhao, who was full of lies, was ugly and ferocious.

How blind I was in the past to not realize his wolfish ambitions after six years of marriage.

"Because you won't remarry, no matter how Zhaolin humiliates me, I, as his mother, can't discipline him, right?" Meng Zhenyue asked. "Besides, you also said that he's just an immature child. How could an immature child say such things? Who taught him to say that?"

Xie Zhao paused, feeling that Meng Zhenyue was unusually aggressive today.

This made him, who was used to Meng Zhenyue being obedient and compliant, very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Xie Zhao took two steps forward, his face showing concern. "Are you feeling unwell? Is that why you're so irritable?"

Meng Zhenyue sneered: "Does feeling uncomfortable count?"

"Why?"

Meng Zhenyue countered, "Are you genuinely unaware or just pretending?"

Xie Zhao paused for a moment, then said, "If you're feeling uncomfortable, just say so. Honesty is the most important thing between husband and wife..."

“Okay.” Meng Zhenyue tossed the book in her hand onto the small table. “You should arrange for a few people to take Mother back to Ningzhou. Otherwise, with her personality of constantly urging Fang’er to ask me to buy this and that, and then making sarcastic remarks about me not being her real mother and being bad to the child if I don’t buy it, even if I have mountains of gold and silver, she will squander it all.”

Xie Zhao: "...Just because of this?"

"Just because?" Meng Zhenyue scoffed, "It's not your money being spent, so you don't feel the pinch?"

"We're all family, why hurt our feelings over such a small thing?" Xie Zhao said, sighing helplessly and showing a hint of disappointment. "Yue'er, you're not as sensible as before."

Meng Zhenyue choked, a feeling of indescribable nausea welling up in her heart.

Xie Zhao had used this trick to manipulate her countless times in the past.

Whenever she did something to displease him, or whenever Cheng Qingshuang harbored resentment towards her and indirectly complained to Xie Zhao, Xie Zhao would look at her with a disappointed expression.

"Moon, how did you become like this?"

"Moon, you're not as sensible as you used to be."

Whenever he said that, she would feel guilty from the bottom of her heart, thinking that she really hadn't done enough to make Xie Zhao so disappointed and embarrassed.

Now it seems that Xie Zhao clearly took advantage of her guilt towards him because she couldn't have children, and deliberately used this trick to manipulate her.

But she can't have children, and that's all his fault!

Thinking of this, Meng Zhenyue was filled with anger. She suddenly swept the tea tray off the small table and knocked it to the ground.

With a loud crash, shards of porcelain scattered everywhere.

She said sharply, "Yes, how sensible I used to be! But what did my sensibility get me in return? Your mother's unreasonable demands, your son's complete lack of respect for me, and your daughter treating me like a sucker, constantly demanding this and that!!! I don't owe you anything! Xie Zhao, why do you treat me like this!!!"

Xie Zhao: "..."

He subconsciously took two steps back, looking at the stern-faced Meng Zhenyue with unfamiliar eyes, and for a moment he was unable to react.

Was she possessed by a ghost?

How could he have become so...so shrewd?

Before Xie Zhao could say anything, Cheng Qingshuang, who was outside, heard the commotion inside and strode in, her brows furrowed: "Meng Zhenyue, you bullied my grandson, and now you're bullying my son? Don't you owe us anything?"

My son married you, you cripple, and we've been laughed at for so long. And you can't even have children, causing our Xie family line to end. Zhao'er doesn't even have a biological child..."

"Shut up!" Meng Zhenyue shouted, interrupting Cheng Qingshuang. Her eyes were sharp as knives. "I'm talking to Xie Zhao, what right do you have to interrupt? If Xie Zhao hadn't climbed up to my Meng family, someone like you wouldn't even have the right to speak to me!"

Cheng Qingshuang: "..."

Feeling humiliated, she turned and grabbed Xie Zhao's sleeve, bursting into tears: "Zhao'er, look at what your wife is saying! I'm an elder, how could she humiliate me like this..."

Xie Zhao's right eyelid twitched slightly, and a sense of crisis welled up in his heart.

To climb the social ladder?

This doesn't sound like something Meng Zhenyue would say.

She always felt that she was the one who was marrying above her station.

Why did her personality change so drastically?

Could it really be like Mother said, that it's related to the person she's been seeing a lot lately?

"That's enough, all of you, say less." Xie Zhao pulled his sleeve out of Cheng Qingshuang's hand.

His intuition told him that continuing the argument would be detrimental to him, so he tried to smooth things over, thinking, "It wasn't a big deal to begin with, I'll just let it go after this argument..."

"It's nothing serious?" Meng Zhenyue interrupted him. "So you, like your mother, feel that I owe you and the Xie family something?"

Xie Zhao's expression turned serious: "No, I've never thought that way..."

Meng Zhenyue sneered and pointed at Cheng Qingshuang, saying, "Then you make her apologize to me for her reckless words!"