My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Mo Yaoxiong nodded, then let out a long sigh. “Ever since Weiyi’s mother had the accident, I swore that I wouldn’t partake in those nasty deeds I used to do. But…”

The light in the study was exceedingly dim; he barely lifted his eyelids to look at the couple standing before him. His voice was as low as if it emerged from the underworld, saying, “It would be quite easy for me to make someone disappear from this world without arousing any attention through just a few little tricks.”

Zhang Liya felt a chill creeping up her spine, she blinked her eyes and quickly clung to her husband’s arm.

**

Elsewhere.

Due to Mo Weiyi’s insistence, they ended up at the hospital.

The jade sculpture thrown by old Mr. Mo hit Yebai hard. The wound on Xiao Yebai’s forehead was quite long; it required five stitches and a gauze pad dressing.

Mo Weiyi was beside herself with worry. As soon as his wound was dressed, she immediately said, “Xiaobai, you should not go back to the old house alone in the future.”

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Yebai’s voice was faint.

“You’ve been injured three times recently.” Mo Weiyi looked at him, his previously flawless handsome face now marred by an unsightly gauze pad. The scar on his forehead was still visible, so it was like he had managed to get a new wound before the old one had healed.

Xiao Yebai lifted his eyelids to look at her, “Are you worried?”

The young girl’s fine eyebrows furrowed, her lips pouted, her fair face was visibly distressed.

Mo Weiyi nodded without hesitation, “Of course, I’m worried when Xiaobai gets hurt, just like how you worry about me when I’m hurt.”

Xiao Yebai hooked his thin lips into a smile.

But that smile was so superficial that even Mo Weiyi could tell something was off.

However, she didn’t overthink it and assumed he was still angry at his grandfather. She spoke softly, trying to console him, “Alright, it’s just his bad temper, so it would be best if you avoid meeting him alone when I’m not around, and don’t provoke him. Right now, he’s really no different from a tyrant, even my father and Uncle Shi can’t control him.”

Xiao Yebai grunted an acknowledgment, and got up from his seat, “Let’s go.”

**

As the Bentley slowly exited the hospital, Old Liu’s car trailed behind them.

Just as they were about to approach Lishui Bay, Mo Weiyi suddenly said, “Xiaobai, can we stop by the flower shop near the gate?”

Xiao Yebai glanced at the gloomy sky, “It’s going to rain.”

“Just for 10 minutes. I want to buy a bouquet of lilies. Aunt Jiang keeps buying me roses, and they’re ugly.”

Xiao Yebai remembered someone sending 999 roses for two consecutive days. His eyebrows twitched and then he said, “Sure.”

They pulled up and parked in front of a flower shop just outside Lishui Bay.

Mo Weiyi sat in her wheelchair while Old Liu pushed her inside to select flowers. Meanwhile, Xiao Yebai was on the sidewalk, making a call on his phone.

“Damn, you’re already calling? Do you know I’ve just finished an assignment? You little brat, you pretend to be harsh but you’re clearly so concerned about me…”

“Help me look into something.” Xiao Yebai unexpectedly interrupted.

“What the shit! You always want something from me! Did you know I’m injured now? I’m like a national grade one protected casualty, and yet you want me to work! That’s brutally cruel…”

“Where are you hurt?” For once, Xiao Yebai expressed some concern.

From the other end, there was a stuttered response; finally, “Don’t worry, it’s not fatal.”

Xiao Yebai did not think too much about it. While talking over the phone, he was watching the flower shop out of the corner of his eye.

Sometime during his call, a young boy had appeared by Mo Weiyi’s wheelchair and they were chatting.

After ending his call, he strode over.

“Don’t bother with the change.”

“Thank you, beautiful miss, you’re such a nice person!”

The boy had an especially sweet mouth. He handed the bunch of flowers in his hands to Mo Weiyi, took the hundred-yuan bill, and hopped away cheerfully.

The flowers were a bundle of white bellflowers.

The small white buds were drooping, clearly wilted already.

A stark contrast to the bunch of fresh lilies Old Liu was holding.

“Since when did you start liking these flowers?”

Having helped someone, Mo Weiyi was elated, her smile was sweet, “It’s about to rain soon. He said his mom would scold him if he failed to sell these flowers so I bought them.”

She looked down at the flowers in her arms, “Well, even though they look a little wilted, when we put them in a vase back home, they should bloom, right?”

Xiao Yebai’s voice was disinterested, “He was lying to you.”

Mo Weiyi’s smile froze on her face instantly, “What do you mean?”

Xiao Yebai said, “He is a relative of the owner of this flower shop and helps out every day.”

“How did you know?” Mo Weiyi stared at him in shock.

“I just happened to notice.” Xiao Yebai said, “Also, you’ve never bought flowers from this shop before.”

Mo Weiyi was left speechless. How could it be?

“But he said he was nine years old, why would a child his age work? And a hundred yuan, is it worth it?” Mo Weiyi still couldn’t believe it, “The little boy kept calling me ‘little sister’ so sweetly. Besides, it’s just a bunch of flowers. Is it necessary to lie?”

“A hundred yuan.” Xiao Yebai repeated these words, quietly laughed, “This world, not everyone is that lucky.”

As he said these words, there was a mocking tone in his voice. The dark eyes behind his glasses seemed colder than usual.

But soon enough, that emotion was masked.

Xiao Yebai adjusted the wheelchair, his voice as calm as usual, “Let’s go..”