Bringing Zhuang Lühe into this certainly adds weight to the matter.
Thinking of the hardships Zhuang Lühe had endured over the years, Qiao Changshun lowered his head. He lifted his hand and harshly rubbed his face, falling silent.
Seeing this, Hua Xiaofeng huffed loudly, pointing at his head as she scolded fiercely, "Tell me, tell me why you had to save Xiaohe? It's because of your rescue that she became devoted to you!"
"And what came of it? All your courage in this life was spent on that rescue! In front of the Sun Family, you were a coward, watching as she was beaten by them!"
"My beautiful daughter, ignoring the scholars to marry you. And you?"
"You have made her suffer for decades and now plan for Xiaomai to follow in her footsteps. A poor husband, an incompetent father, what good are you?!"
With this torrent of scolding, Qiao Changshun lowered his head even further, his eyes welling up with tears.
