Regret, deep regret. The burning scratch marks on his face made Zhang Jisheng feel he had done something irreparable, regretting it desperately.
Now, he knelt before his in-laws, head hung low, enduring Mother Qi's vicious curses.
Father Qi's face was ashen, his hands clenched into fists. He hadn't expected things to turn out like this. No wonder, no wonder she wanted a divorce; who could endure this?
Yet he stubbornly refused to repent, claiming it was their own son and daughter-in-law who incited the divorce. This, this fool!
Previously, he seemed timid and cowardly, but as long as he treated Fenglian well, it was enough. But now, no matter how he looked at him, he seemed utterly foolish, beyond redemption.
This disgraceful incident, it's shameful enough just to be talked about.
Mother Zhang was also stunned. She hadn't expected her son to do such a thing, but she decidedly stood by her son, especially seeing his disheveled state.
