My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

In the afternoon, after receiving a phone call, Huo Jingshen went to the company.

Su Wanwan was still troubled over the issue of clothes, and initially planned to find an opportunity to let the servants buy them for her. However, granny Huo dragged her to watch Korean dramas in the living room all afternoon, crying and laughing intermittently, and also wished to discuss the plot with her.

By the time it was evening without her even realizing it, Su Wanwan had no choice but to send Huo Jingshen a message on WeChat: “Remember to bring me a set of clean clothes and pajamas on your way back.”

“You can wear mine.”

Su Wanwan rolled her eyes, “Your clothes are too big, how can I wear them!”

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Huo Yuan Group.

In the office, Huo Jingshen was smiling as he put down his phone and dialed an intra-line number.

“Mr. Huo, how may I assist you?” Ji Jie answered respectfully on the other end of the phone.

“Arrange for a secretary to buy a set of women’s clothing from the mall and have it delivered here.” After saying this, Huo Jingshen added another sentence, “From innerwear to outerwear, and also the sleeping gown.”

“Understood, Mr. Huo.”

Secretary’s office.

Upon hanging up the phone, Ji Jie immediately gave instructions to his subordinate,” Xiaozhou, go to the mall and buy a set of women’s clothing now. Everything from innerwear to outerwear, including the sleeping gown.”

Secretary Zhou asked, “Can I ask what style and what size?”

Ji Jie suddenly realized he had forgotten to ask Huo Jingshen about the size, but…

An employee should anticipate what the boss has not thought of!

Moreover, who else could these clothes be for other than the Mrs?

So he quicky said, “She’s about 1.68 meters tall, has a…particularly good figure, and is…extremely beautiful! As for the style, emmmmm… you decide, use a woman’s perspective to pick something that a mature and successful man like Mr. Huo would be attracted to. Do you understand?”

“…Understood.”

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Due to this miscommunication, when Su Wanwan wanted to bathe in the evening, she became furious upon seeing the sleeping gown that someone bought for her.

Huo Jingshen just pushed the door to the bedroom open when a black sleeping gown came flying straight at his handsome face.

“Pervert!”

Huo Jingshen looked at the piece of clothing in his hand.

Well, it is indeed…sexy.

Su Wanwan then pulled out a set of black underwear from the bag.

AD-cup?

Eh, is she that big?

Men really can’t be trusted to buy clothes.

Looking at the other piece…

Su Wanwan finally couldn’t help herself and threw all the clothes at Huo Jingshen.

No longer in control of her strength, she sat back onto the sofa with an “ah,” her eyes welling up with tears of pain.

“Why are you so worked up?” Huo Jingshen quickly dropped the clothes and rushed over, “Hurting the enemy 1000 means self-inflicting 800?”

“Screw you!” Su Wanwan glared at him, “You did it on purpose!”

Although Huo Jingshen felt wronged, his tone remained calm, “If you don’t want to wear them, then wear mine.”

“You just want me to wear your clothes! You…you’re a pervert!”

Huo Jingshen looked at her indignation and remembered the female doctor who had scolded him at the hospital during the afternoon, saying that there might have been a slight tear and that he should have his wife go to the hospital for a detailed check.

He knew then that Su Wanwan definitely won’t go.

The young lady may be bold and uninhibited in her words and behavior, and sometimes even flurry like a demoness, but she is actually extremely conservative, especially in certain matters…

Feeling a pang in his heart, he spoke softly, “Be a good girl. I’ll have Aunt Liu bring your clothes over tomorrow, okay?”

Su Wanwan remained silent, looking down at the bandage on her leg, feeling very pitiful.

In less than two days, her body was scarred and her soul was heavily struck…

Silence filled the room until the ringtone of a phone broke it..