Chapter 578 — Tang Zhi's Tangled Thoughts; Who Would Have Thought the Girl's Face Was Ruined Too! Mother Tang Just Wanted Her Daughter to Try—At Least There Would Still Be a Thread of Hope, No?
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"So you're going to force me into it? When I was still pretty, I never went begging to him—and now that my face is ruined, how am I supposed to go beg him? beg him to take me as his mistress? I'm not that shameless. I can't do it!" With Tang Zhi's pride, how could she ever bring herself to do such a thing?
If this had been before, with her mother pushing her to be a mistress, Tang Zhi could have gritted her teeth and barely accepted it—after all, she couldn't let go of this relationship either. If she just swallowed her pride a little, and Wei Zhao apologized to her, Tang Zhi might very well have softened.
But now that her face was ruined, going to beg him to take her as a mistress—how humiliating would that be? What would Wei Zhao think of her? Tang Zhi would never allow it!
Hearing Tang Zhi's words, Mother Tang could not help but fall silent. True, she was a snob—vain and greedy for wealth—but Tang Zhi was, after all, her daughter!
So back when Young Master Bing had taken a fancy to Tang Zhi, she had also let Tang Zhi make her own choice; and when Tang Zhi refused, she naturally did not push her. But Wei Zhao was different—her daughter actually liked Wei Zhao; Mother Tang could see that plainly. So in her view, letting her daughter go to Wei Zhao was only natural.
After all, her daughter did have feelings for Wei Zhao. Even if she was not good enough for him, even if she could not compare with the family background of Wei Zhao's current girlfriend, surely her daughter could still be considered quite beautiful? Being a lover or a little wife—well, it was a bit of a grievance, but if her daughter was willing, Mother Tang would naturally say nothing against it.
Love and bread—it was rare to have both at once! She had toiled for most of her life, chasing after ethereal love, and she had seen too much of the fickleness of the world and the coldness of human hearts. She was truly tired and worn out. She did not want her daughter to walk the same road she had.
Looking at classmates her own age, some of whom had kept themselves so well they looked about thirty, Mother Tang secretly envied them. Back then, she had been the school beauty, the girl all the boys vied to court—but now? At class reunions, no one even bothered to say a few extra words to her!
Mother Tang knew her own life was more or less set like this. Marrying Old Tang had been her own choice; later, when Tang Zhi came along, divorce was no longer possible—and besides, she and Tang Jucheng did have feelings for each other.
But Tang Zhi was different. Her daughter was only eighteen, in the prime of her youth. If she could find a rich man she liked, that would count as a decent way out. Otherwise, by struggling on her own, how would she ever manage to live a good life?
Admittedly, there were people who changed their lives through their own efforts, but there were also plenty of poor girls who, after graduation, could not find work—or could not find good work—and, battered by all sorts of things in society, ended up on the wrong path. If they did not become prostitutes, they became someone's mistress, or else, for the sake of promotion and money, they slept with their bosses and clients... Such things were hardly uncommon.
So Mother Tang felt that if her daughter followed Wei Zhao, she should not end up badly off. That was also why she kept pushing Tang Zhi to go to Wei Zhao.
But now she had calmed down. Her daughter was right—with her face ruined, would Wei Zhao still want anything to do with her? And if she were rejected, how humiliating that would be! With her daughter's fiery temper, she might very well kill herself!
At this thought, Mother Tang no longer dared to push her daughter: "How about I make the call? I'll risk what little face I have left. Anyway, I've had my share of being looked down on all my life—at worst, Wei Zhao gives me a tongue-lashing, and that's nothing!"