Jiang Xia being taken away was also known by Zeng Jing, who was currently at the Zeng household excitedly sharing the news with Zeng Yuan.
Surprise flashed across Zeng Yuan's face when she heard it. "Really?"
"Of course it's real! Someone saw it with their own eyes! Didn't you say Zhou Chenglei was upright and righteous? Now that he's married a wife like that, his lifelong reputation is ruined. How will he ever hold his head up in front of his former comrades? He deserves it! Who told him not to see how wonderful my sister is? He married a wife who's brought him disgrace! He deserves it!"
Zeng Yuan shook her head. "There must be some misunderstanding. If Jiang Xia were that kind of person, Zhou Chenglei wouldn't have fallen for her."
Zeng Yuan had liked Zhou Chenglei for so many years that she understood him fairly well.
Zeng Jing said, "Haven't you heard of beauty making men lose their minds? What man could see Jiang Xia's fox-spirit face and not feel lust?"
Zeng Yuan shook her head. "He's not that kind of man."
Zeng Jing: "..."
She had forgotten—her sister had also been blinded by beauty!
She had been so captivated by Zhou Chenglei's looks that she still hadn't managed to come back to her senses after all this time.
Zeng Yuan did not explain further. Zeng Jing did not understand Zhou Chenglei, but she did.
Zhou Chenglei himself was stern and impartial, with strict discipline. If Jiang Xia were a woman of poor character, Zhou Chenglei would not have liked her so much.
Zeng Yuan liked Zhou Chenglei herself, so she could naturally see the love and indulgence in his eyes whenever he looked at Jiang Xia.
Zeng Yuan knew that the two had married because Father