“Even now, I’m not quite clear why the second wife would come to us without hesitation.”
At that time, they had fallen so low that even stray dogs couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to them. Who would want to take in such an unlucky family?
“My mother’s family was a very wealthy financial group. My grandmother came from a good background. Although she only gave birth to one daughter, my grandfather still doted on her, so my mother grew up like a hothouse flower. Later, my grandfather met the second wife. The second wife was from a poor background. After marrying her, she worked hard, helped with the business, managed the household, always accepting her fate and never competing for attention.”
“So, she came to help you out without a second thought because she was loyal? Isn’t that too loyal!”
“I believe so. But when I asked about it once, she just casually said that this was what she owed my grandfather.”
“What does that mean?” She was indignant. Didn’t anyone think that although the second wife was nominally a “concubine”, she was essentially working like a servant?
“My grandfather hoped she would give birth to a son, but she was barren. Perhaps she felt guilty.”
Unable to bear a son meant having to work like an ox? This infuriated her.
“So, I was about to say something about women back then…” she began angrily.
He laughed. “Are you going to give a feminist speech, or do you want to hear my story?”
She reluctantly stopped. “Of course, I want to hear your story.”
Actually, these things weren’t even mentioned in the Super Daily interview! The newspaper only talked about his vision for the future and his career ambitions, without a word about his journey to success.
Was it because they thought it wasn’t interesting, or because he simply didn’t want to talk about it?
She secretly hoped it was because he refused to speak about it. This way, their secret garden would belong only to them. Once her shoulder healed, she would still beg him to go smash that big villa together.
