Zhao Yan sneered coldly several times before she said with full sarcasm, "You have the nerve to say you almost forgot you have a wife? Isn't it true that you have already forgotten? If you hadn't forgotten, how could you be such a scumbag, such a mess? Liu Zhizhong, I've seen right through you. Men in officialdom, indeed, not a single one of them is good! Anyone with a bit of an advantage, whether in looks, talent or background, is always scheming to mess around with women! Are women by nature supposed to become men's playthings? You're really disgusting!"
The words she spoke were quite piercing, and even had a bit of feminist aggression.
Fortunately, Liu Zhizhong's mental fortitude was strong enough... uh, or perhaps it was his thick-skinned, well-hardened face that was strong enough?
