Chapter 1067 Do You Often Scold Him?

It started to rain lightly outside as expected.

Lu Wenzhou put out his half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, covered his face with his hands, bowed his waist, and said in a low voice, "Wang Hui, do I deserve this?"

Wang Hui felt very uncomfortable and quickly comforted him: "Don't say that, back then..."

"If I really didn't like him back then, maybe I shouldn't have given in to the old man and married her against his will."

Wang Hui sighed: "Isn't that the old man threatening you with his life in danger?"

Lu Wenzhou blushed: "I was wrong from the beginning. In those two years, I did a lot of wrong things to her. I made more mistakes on top of each other, so that there were too many things between us, right? There is no way I can save her?"

Wang Hui: "That's not what you said. People's hearts are made of flesh. After all, Miss Zhou liked you before. If you realize your mistakes and actively try to make up for it, I think..."

"Is there really hope?" He seemed to place his only hope on Wang Hui. As long as Wang Hui said there was hope, he would have the motivation to go on.

Wang Hui didn't dare to speak for a while. If it really didn't work out in the end, the second master would definitely blame him.

"If I say there is no hope, what are you going to do, Second Master? Will you give up on her?"

Lu Wenzhou's eyes turned cold, so cold that Wang Hui was a little scared.

He knew what the second master was thinking, he was blaming him, he couldn't even say nice words to make him happy, he was too useless as a bodyguard.

"You can go out." Lu Wenzhou's voice returned to its usual calm and indifferent tone.

Wang Hui knew that his second master had recovered from his intermittent confusion and there was no need for him to explain anything, so he hurriedly left the room.

Lu Wenzhou smoked a whole pack of cigarettes that night, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wrote on the window with his fingers, and asked again and again, Zhou Tao, what should I do, what on earth should I do?

It was still midsummer, a long summer, and Wen Qiao went to Shen's house again.

Uncle Chen asked her to wait downstairs. Wen Qiao's brows twitched slightly: "What's wrong? Isn't Shen Yan up yet?"

Uncle Chen smiled: "The young master is in your husband's study. He probably has something to talk about."

Suddenly there was an angry scolding from upstairs. It was Shen Guozhong's voice. Wen Qiao recalled the previous scene where Shen Guozhong kicked Shen Yan angrily and frowned. Was it domestic violence again?

It’s strange that children who grow up in this kind of atmosphere have normal mental abilities.

"Does your husband often scold Shen Yan?"

Wen Qiao asked bluntly, but Uncle Chen was startled and said quickly: "It's nothing."

Wen Qiao pointed to his ear: "You think I'm deaf? Your husband's voice is so loud."

Uncle Chen ignored her and seemed too lazy to explain to her.

Wen Qiao pressed his temples. Shen Yan was nine years old. He grew up in such a family. It was strange that he had a normal personality!

"Did Shen Yan get into trouble again?"

Uncle Chen: "No."

Wen Qiao frowned.

Uncle Chen said: "Miss Wen, you are just a tutor. Don't overstep your bounds. You should take care of what you should take care of. Don't ask too much about what you shouldn't."

Wen Qiao understood that this butler was trying to protect his husband's reputation.

After a while, the door to the study room opened, and Uncle Chen said, "Miss Wen can go up."

Wen Qiao went up to the second floor and met Shen Guozhong. The remaining anger on Shen Guozhong's face had not had time to dissipate. When he saw Wen Qiao, he turned a blind eye. He thought she was transparent and went directly to the third floor.