Shen Mingshu sat down with a cold face, her slender fingers tapping on the table. "Let's hear it, then."
Zhao Rong lowered her gaze and said, "The Marquis said that the old Marquis never liked him, and even Old Madam didn't like him. They favored his eldest brother much more and were dead set on making the eldest brother the Marquis. He has always harbored resentment about this."
Shen Mingshu had never heard Shen Zhiyuan mention this eldest brother, nor had she ever seen him.
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