Gao Hong's state indeed left Chen Ziyang somewhat flustered.
At the entrance of his construction site, a young woman weeping bitterly—if outsiders were to see this, wouldn't they misunderstand?
"Sister-in-law, please stop crying, let's talk this over calmly."
Chen Ziyang could somewhat understand Gao Hong's current situation.
A woman, at an age needing tender care, good-looking, and well-built, yet only able to live like a widow.
Anyone in her place would likely suffer immensely.
Even Gao Hong's brash personality had developed from being unable to find satisfaction over time.
"Ziyang brother, why is my life so bitter?"
Gao Hong wiped away her tears, "Initially, when someone introduced me to marry your elder brother, I thought I might have good days ahead! Who would have thought that he, appearing so robust, would just... sigh!"
