Seeing Zhao Yuan’s face, thick with fat and jowls, Zhao Yan silently rolled his eyes. Although Zhao Yan had not seen Zhao Yuan once since he had transmigrated, that didn’t stop him from despising the man. In the original owner’s memories, Zhao Yuan’s past actions were truly hateful; he was essentially a violent alcoholic in the flesh.
When Zhao Yan was eight, Zhao Yuan had somehow struck gold while drinking in town and happened to save the steward of the Qian Family. He caught the steward’s eye, and the man had actually managed to get the illiterate Zhao Yuan a job as a gatekeeper for the Qian Family. This had puffed Zhao Yuan up with immense pride; he felt he was practically part of the Qian Family now. He became increasingly arrogant, looking down on everyone, especially Zhao Gao, whom he had bullied since childhood, and by extension, he had no patience for the sickly Zhao Yan.
When Zhao Yan was a child, Zhao Yuan would beat and scold him at the slightest provocation. Had Zhao Yuan not been away working for the Qian Family so often, the frail, sickly Zhao Yan likely would have been beaten to death. The original owner had no one to uphold justice for him after a beating. Younger Mrs. Li and Zhao Dahe were biased beyond repair; they saw nothing wrong with Zhao Yuan’s violence. They would even feel sorry for Zhao Yuan, fearing he might have hurt his own hand by hitting too hard. As for the bruised and battered original owner, not only did he receive no concern, but he was al…
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