Mr. Wen felt both pity for his daughter and frustration at her foolishness. "You're a student at Imperial University," he said. "What kind of excellent young man couldn't you have? And yet you just had to fall for a cripple and end up in a mess like this."
Even after being beaten until her backside was raw, Wen Qing still had no idea how serious the situation was.
She said defiantly, "Dad, weren't you the one who kept saying how amazing Brother Su is? You told us to get close to him.
I didn't think much of him at first, but the more I got to know him, the more I came to admire him. Especially when I saw that his wife was actually quite pretty.
That made me like him even more. Besides, Gu Jiaojiao is just a fake heiress. What are you so afraid of her for?"
"You fool! Do you think I'm afraid of *her*? Haven't you seen the families of those sick people brazenly showing up at our door? We've dealt with situations like this before, but has anyone ever dared to come here?"
