Unaware of the thoughts in Liang Zhou’s mind, Mu Qing continued to say, “Think of a way to spread this news. Wait for the right time and make sure it doesn’t get traced back to you. Don’t think about Zhuang Ji; it’s beyond you. You should think before you act, don’t you think?”
Liang Zhou’s face reddened as she muttered, “But I’ve already offended her. She’s probably wary of me now…”
Mu Qing asked, “Do you know what you did wrong? Before you act, you should discuss it with me. Don’t act on your own. Whether it’s scheming or managing things, you’re not skilled enough. Don’t make big decisions on your own. We’re husband and wife; we’re one. If you make a mistake, it’ll affect me as well. Do you understand?”
The words ‘We’re husband and wife; we’re one’ were the only words that Liang Zhou focused on. They were like a glass of water during a hot day; they soothed her.
Indeed, she and Mu Qing were married. Mu Qing was hers, to begin with. She only took back what originally belonged to her. What did Liang Zhen have to do with her? What happened to Liang Zhen was not her fault at all.
Liang Zhou was so lost in her thoughts that she did not pay attention to Mu Qing’s other words at all.
In fact, Mu Qing had spoken so many words because, in his eyes, Liang Zhou was ignorant and incompetent.
When Liang Zhou regained her senses, she asked with bright eyes, “Then, why don’t we let the media expose this matter?”
Mu Qing looked at Liang Zhou and did seem to take her ignorance to heart. He only said, “Gossip and rumors spread by word of mouth are the most detrimental. Do you understand?”
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