My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Suddenly, the phone on the sofa rang.

Xiao Yebai said, “Answer the phone.”

Mo Weiyi, however, held onto him and wouldn’t let go, “It must be Wanwan calling, you don’t have to answer.”

The little brat always knew how to interrupt at the worst times!

The phone kept ringing stubbornly for a while before it finally stopped.

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Inside the West Garden Villa.

In the living room, Xu Jing put down the phone, “It’s too late, Yiyi might be asleep, she didn’t pick up.”

Qu Yunyao, dressed in a pure white onesie, looked upset, “What should I do if my computer is broken? I promised to send the revised script to the director tonight. The servants do not know how to fix it, my only option is to ask my brother-in-law for help… Mom, can you call Yiyi for me again?”

“Yunyao, you can’t be so unreasonable.” Xu Jing educated her daughter, “It’s late, it’s not nice to disturb others’ rest.”

“Really?” Qu Yunyao muttered, “But it’s not even eleven o’clock yet.”

“If not…” Xu Jing thought for a moment, “I can call your uncle for you, let him help you out?”

“Why don’t you directly ask my uncle for my brother-in-law’s number instead, isn’t that easier.”

Xu Jing couldn’t help but frown, “I just called Yiyi and she didn’t answer. They must be together, can’t you understand?”

“…” Qu Yunyao closed her lips tightly and could only say, “I understand.”

In front of her mother, she had to act like a well-behaved child – she had to be considerate, she had to concede, she couldn’t be too wilful.

She stood up, her voice gentle, “Mom, I’ll go to bed first.”

“Don’t you want your uncle to help you with your computer?”

“No need, I’ll deal with it tomorrow.” Qu Yunyao turned around, the sweet smile on her face instantly disappearing.

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The following morning.

The first thing Mo Weiyi did after getting up was to look for her phone.

She discovered that it wasn’t Wanwan who had called, but a local number she didn’t recognize.

“Who is this? Calling me in the middle of the night, it’s ridiculous.”

Xiao Yebai took a glance and said, “It might be a spam call.”

A spam call?

Mo Weiyi frowned, about to return the call…

“Wait, I’ll have Zhong Kai help you change your number.”

Mo Weiyi was surprised, “Why should I change my number?”

Xiao Yebai said: “You’ve been using this mobile number for over ten years. When shopping and so on, you might have exposed it too much without noticing, which is why you’re getting so many spam calls.”

Mo Weiyi was taken aback, “But changing numbers is bothersome…”

“It’s not, as long as family and friends know the new number, it doesn’t matter if other people don’t.”

That made sense.

Mo Weiyi didn’t have many friends and she barely kept in contact with her classmates.

So she nodded, “Alright, let Zhong Kai help me change it. I want an easy-to-remember number.”

“Okay.”

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After the two of them had gotten ready, they went downstairs to the dining hall for breakfast.

Since the old man got up early and they had guests, everyone was already seated in the dining room.

As soon as Mo Weiyi sat down, Mo Yaoxiong said, “Yebai, after breakfast, help Yunyao with her computer.”

Mo Weiyi immediately turned to look at Qu Yunyao, “What’s wrong with your computer?”

“My laptop suddenly won’t turn on. I wanted to ask my brother-in-law for help last night, but I was afraid to disturb your rest.” Qu Yunyao explained, looking across at the neat and gentle man, “So after breakfast, can you help me check it out, brother-in-law?”

“If the laptop is broken, just buy a new one.”

The person who spoke was still Mo Weiyi. Her delicate brows and eyes were filled with a strong and obvious aura of authority, “Don’t bother my husband with such minor things. He’s very busy. If you and my aunt are going to live here, if you need anything, just find Aunt Zhou or Uncle Shi. If not, find my dad.”

Mo Yaoxiong coughed twice.

This daughter, her way of speaking and doing things is too straightforward.

Qu Yunyao visibly faltered at the direct confrontation. She stammered, “But… there’s a half-edited script on my laptop, it’s not as simple as getting a new computer…”

Her voice gradually dropped, and she hung her head low.

“All right, let Yebai take a look at your computer.” Mo Yaoxiong ended the discussion with a crash of his fist on the table, then turned to his daughter, with a somewhat stern tone, “Weiyi, Yunyao is your sister..”