Yan Weichi nodded and said, "It seems about right. I didn't probe too deeply, but when he saw me, he couldn't help but be reminded of my mother, so he shared a few stories about the past."
Yan Hanshan nodded. "Your mother... she was a heroine among women. Marrying me was a disservice to her."
*Of course it was a disservice,* she thought. If they could have spent their lives together, that would have been one thing—at least he was the man Yue Congrong had chosen for herself. But how had Yan Hanshan treated her? He demoted his wife to a concubine, abandoned her to marry someone else, and left Yue Congrong to live a lonely, miserable life in the back courtyard until she died of grief. It was an immense injustice. And now, who was he putting on this show of guilt for?
Chapter 195