Si Daochen was stunned by Zhang Zhenlian's words, looking at her with a face full of shock. It was clear that he really didn't know anything about the matter. Seeing her husband like this, Zhang Zhenlian couldn't help but smile mockingly again.
Look, this is her husband. Even if he doesn't love her, at least he should know about her affairs. However, such a big thing happened, she even stopped working for half a month to write a self-reflection, and he didn't know. What's the point of living with such a person?
Zhang Zhenlian really regretted stubbornly holding on for so many years, blaming herself for the harm it caused her. Although she had finally come to realize it, it seemed too late; she was already dragged down. At school, she was pointed at and gossiped about, in this era, she feared she would be whispered about for a lifetime.
