Shen Weimin looked astonished. "What makes you say that? You're scaring me. Your uncle and I were just drinking together yesterday. We couldn't have gotten along better."
"If you don't want to talk about it, then never mind."
"No, come on."
"Did he expose your secrets in public?"
"Not really."
"Did he not take your side?"
"Hasn't he always been like that?" Shen Weimin shook his head, tapping his fingers on the desk. "Logically, Bai Xiulian shouldn't have shown up in Baizigou yesterday.
I can't believe I miscalculated. Such a simple matter, and my prediction was wrong. I really don't like it when something I should have under control just… happens like that."
'I get it now.' 'Bypassing Shen Mingqiu to go to Zhao Jianguo wasn't just an indirect warning—it felt like an insult to his intelligence. He's upset and beating himself up over it.'
