Fuhua looked at Wang Deming and understood his thoughts instantly and he shook his head, "No, Deming. I don't exactly hate Lady Jiang. But I don't like her either."
He doesn't want his friend to feel that his friend hates his wife making both of them feel uncomfortable without reason. Thus he decided to clarify the matter instantly.
He took another sip of the wine to soothe his hurting heart and continued speaking, "Actually as you had said Lady Jiang Xiurong was younger than Xueqin and thus she had nothing to do with the changes that occurred in his life. But she is not separated from his life clearly either. You can say that the life that she was enjoying should also be enjoyed by Xueqin but he couldn't. So this made us both envious of her. We feel like she had snatched his life away from him.
