My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Su Wanwan hummed suspiciously, “If I hadn’t overheard this call, would you have told me? Would you have taken me at all?”

“No, not at all.” Huo Jingshen immediately denied, “I have already prepared a dress for my precious girl.”

“Really? Why haven’t I seen it?”

“It’s at the clubhouse, I’ll take you there to try it on later.”

Su Wanwan hummed again and finally seemed satisfied.

But their moment of peace didn’t last long.

“Hand me your phone.”

Huo Jingshen asked, “Why?”

“To check!”

Huo Jingshen: “…”

This girl…

She’s really getting spoiled and arrogant!

Check his phone, was she trying to reach the heavens?

“Are you going to hand it over or not? If you don’t, you must be hiding something!” Su Wanwan demanded, not backing down.

And then…

“Here.”

Huo Jingshen gave her the phone, “Feel free to browse, my love.”

Su Wanwan’s lips slowly curled into a smile as she took the phone, slid her

small finger on the screen and asked, “What’s the password?”

“0821.”

0821?

That didn’t seem to be his birthday.

“What day is that?” Su Wanwan asked innocently.

Now…

Huo Jingshen looked straight ahead, his face not reddening, his heart not even skipping a beat as he said, “The day my precious girl and I first…you know.”

Su Wanwan: “…”

Should she check the phone? Or not? Or…

After a while, she finally blushed and keyed in the four-digit password.

Once the phone unlocked, she first opened the contacts list.

All the names seemed ordinary until she saw one labeled “Precious Girl.”

She gave it some thought and opened it. Sure enough, it was her number.

Clearing her throat a couple of times, Su Wanwan continued her investigation.

The contacts, the messages, the WeChat…

She checked them all.

In the end, she tossed the phone back to him, Boring.

Huo Jingshen:

*

Half an hour later, the Bentley slowly drove into Imperial Court Villa.

It was past nine in the evening, and Fu Ziyang had already gone to bed.

When they returned to the bedroom, Huo Jingshen headed straight for the bathroom, and then…

“Come in.”

“What for?”

After a few steps, Huo Jingshen emerged. His white shirt was stained with wine, short hair slightly messy from being damp, eyebrows knitted, and thin lips pulled into a straight line.

Su Wanwan felt strangely guilty.

As expected.

“You misunderstood your husband, ruined his shirt with wine, and you, the instigator, don’t plan on making it up to him?”

Su Wanwan blinked her big eyes.

Make it up to him?

She understood!

Huo Jingshen stood there, watching her run over to him, but she walked past him into the bathroom, quickly returned with a dry towel, and said, “Sit down.

Huo Jingshen raised an eyebrow, walked over to the sofa, and sat down.

Su Wanwan followed and stood in front of him, picked up the towel, and started rubbing it on his head.

Huo Jingshen:”…”

He thought she was going to offer herself to him, but she’s just helping him wipe his hair?

Moreover, does using a towel to rub a wine stain even help?

Wouldn’t that just ruin another towel?

But seeing how seriously this little girl was trying to help him dry his hair, it was like she was the perfect little housewife.

He had never seen anything like that before.

Huo Jingshen squinted his dark eyes and smiled.

Fine by him.

If she could actively admit her mistake and make it up to him, it was already pretty impressive.

So, he sat there in silence, with a faint smile and eyes full of satisfaction, allowing the gentle touch of her soft hand holding the towel as it moved gently back and forth on his head.

Because they were so close, a faint scent began to fill his nose.

Su Wanwan hardly ever wore makeup or used perfume, so her scent was very subtle, a pure, natural fragrance unique to young girls.

She was wearing a loose, silk white shirt.

She was in the same outfit this afternoon when she danced on the stage, dressed as a man, her lips red, her teeth white, looking like a captivating little fairy.

“All done.”

Su Wanwan thought she had wiped enough, released her hand, and planned to leave, but was suddenly embraced.

Huo Jingshen wrapped his arms around the young girl, and said, “Good girl, let your husband hold you.”

Su Wanwan obeyed and stayed quiet in the man’s arms.

The room was very quiet, the atmosphere was somewhat sweet and beautiful, but that didn’t last long…

She began to push him away, “Enough, have you had your fill of hugs? I need to put the towel away.”

“Don’t move.” Huo Jingshen refused to let go, “Darling, my clothes are also wet from the wine.”

In response, Su Wanwan said without thinking, “Then you should change.

“It’s pretty late now, I’ll just take a bath instead.” Huo Jingshen spoke as he lifted his handsome head, “Darling, want to join your husband?”

Together? Su Wanwan’s eyes widened, “I don’t want to…”

“It’s not up to you.”

With that, Huo Jingshen stood up, holding her in his arms.