Uncle Wen staggered over, not knowing what to do.
Zhu Wentao pointed at Ming Jing's face, "You really are my good daughter."
Ming Jing remained expressionless and said, "One can share adversity, but not wealth and nobility. Men in this world are all fickle, and you're just one of them. The universal law is clear, cause and effect are cyclical, it's not unrequited, it's just not the right time yet."
Zhu Wentao's face changed, "You're cursing me? Unfilial child."
Out of anger, he stretched out his hand to slap Ming Jing's face, but she easily caught his wrist. Facing a girl much thinner than himself, Zhu Wentao was shocked to find that he could not shake her off.
"Only powerless men resort to violence against their wives and children. You are a selfish and weak man at heart, unworthy of being her husband and my father."
Ming Jing let go, Zhu Wentao retreated a few steps and was barely steadied by Uncle Wen.
Zhu Wentao had completely lost face this time.
