Jian Tao froze. She had never imagined that the gentle elder Zhao Zhongtian in her heart would be so contemptible in Zhao Feipeng's eyes. But thinking it over carefully, what Zhao Feipeng said wasn't without reason.
How could someone who was addicted to gambling, who played the stock market like a madman, possibly be a gentle person?
And how could such a person stay indifferent when mocked and looked down on by others?
If you really trace it back like this, then how deeply Zhao Zhongtian must have been hiding himself.
If not for this whole speech from Zhao Feipeng, Jian Tao wouldn't even have dared to imagine that Zhao Zhongtian could be under such heavy suspicion.
Did Zhao Zhongtian have a motive?
Of course he did. If he plotted against Zhao Hai and left Zhao Feipeng without an heir, wouldn't the Zhao Family's power naturally fall into Zhao Zhongtian's hands?
