My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

“No way! I have classes tomorrow morning, so I must go back to the dorm…”

“You don’t have class tomorrow morning.”

“What?” Su Wenwen didn’t grasp it right away.

Huo Jingshen: “Tomorrow morning, you don’t have class.”

Su Wenwen was puzzled, how did he know?

After overeating turtles, oysters, sea cucumbers, lamb… the consequence was, she couldn’t even think about going back to the dorm, much less studying, she couldn’t even get up to have breakfast the next morning.

In the end, she was carried to the car by Huo Jingshen.

Felt sleepy all the way.

When they returned to the Imperial Court villa, and went back to her bedroom, Su Wanwan fell asleep instantly as soon as her head touched the pillow.

Because she barely got any sleep the night before, staying up all night to… satisfy him.

When she woke up again, it was noon.

Even before opening her eyes, she couldn’t help but let out a cry of pain.

It hurts so much!

Every bone in her body felt like it had been taken apart and put back together…

Su Wanwan twisted her delicate eyebrows, taking half a day to finally get out of bed.

Then she saw a note on the bedside table, with a few flamboyantly marked words:

[I’m quite busy at work today, so I’m heading there first. There’s a maid downstairs, let her know if you want to eat anything.]

Su Wanwan grabs the note and tears it to shreds!

Stinking man!

Shameless stinking man!

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However, Huo Jingshen was in a great mood that day.

During the meeting, a decimal point was marked incorrectly on the financial department’s report presentation.

In finance, a slight change can lead to significant fluctuations. Even just a single decimal point marked wrongly can lead to losses amounted to tens, if not hundreds of thousands, or even more.

In the past, Mr. Huo would have flown off the handle immediately and even penalize on the spot, but now…

“I don’t want to see such mistakes happen again.”

“…Yes, thank you, Mr. Huo.”

Mr. Huo was surprisingly congenial?

It seems Mr. Huo was in a great mood today.

The financial manager escaped punishment and touched his chest with relief.

After the meeting, Huo Jingshen returned to his office and checked the time. He then sent a message to his darling.

[Have you arrived at school, baby?]

Su Wanwan replied immediately: [I won’t be coming home this week! ]

Huo Jingshen: “…”

Is she acting up again?

[Even if the headmaster calls me, I won’t go!]

Huo Jingshen: “…”

He frowned and began to type a reply.

But stopped halfway, deleted everything he had typed, and rethought.

This girl is becoming more and more spoiled!

I’ll leave her be for a few days.

It’s just right that these few days are busy at the company. A little bit of indifference will let her know who is really good to her…

That’s how he thought.

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Huo Jingshen actually didn’t reply?

Su Wenwen felt somewhat surprised.

Something doesn’t seem right.

Could he have some other scheme to torment her?

During these few days at school, she kept her eyes and ears open, assessing the school leaders, suspecting each one to be his comrade.

After several peaceful days, the weekend arrived.

Ttoday is Saturday, the electronic sports club had an activity in the afternoon at the hero electronic sports bar in downtown Nancheng.

Su Wenwen and Zhao Qianqian left for there together after having lunch.

They arrived a bit early.

There were many people in the club, and the president, also a rich second- generation, had booked the entire floor of the esports bar at his own expense.

Su Wenwen and Zhao Qianqian sat by the window, chatted, enjoyed the sights, and waited while munching and sipping on their snacks.

Suddenly, Zhao Qjanqian exclaimed in excitement, “Little Mr. Huo, Little Mr.Huo, Little Mr. Huo!”

Su Wenwen’s eyelids jumped instinctively and she looked over.

Sure enough, through the transparent window, right beside it was the News Building, where Huo Jingshen and a few others were walking out of the main door.

They seemed to have just attended an event. Everyone was in suits and ties, but among the crowd, someone stood tall, with an upright spine, the youngest and most handsome one, along with an elegant stature, attracting all the passers-by.

No wonder Zhao Qianqian spotted him instantly.

Su Wenwen withdrew her gaze irritably, forcing herself not to look at him.

Stinking man.

Presenting a gentle image on the surface, fooling outsiders.

Only she knows what a beast he is in private!

“Oh my god, this is really like a domineering CEO in real life. Look at his subordinates nodding and bowing. He’s their undisputed leader. Eh… eh…” Zhao Qianqian raved, with her hands cupping her face, lovesickly.

Suddenly.

“Is that his wife?” Zhao Qianqian asked.

Su Wenwen quickly raised her head.

When she saw the flash of red next to him, her hands tightened around her cup.

Chu Jingyi!

She wore her signature sexy red dress. The October weather was already chilly, but she only wore a thin ash-colored shawl over it. The autumn wind blew, her long hair, shawl, and red dress danced, elegant and charming, mature and sexy.

“Wow, that’s a real match made in heaven. Indeed, the women beside domineering CEOs are always enchantingly cheap. Only such mature and elegant women can be matched with Little Mr. Huo, right, Wenwen? Wenwen?”

Zhao Qianqian turned to look at Su Wenwen, who had disappeared mysteriously.

She frowned, turned back to look for Huo Jingshen, only to see Su Wenwen appearing in her line of sight, and was heading towards Huo Jingshen.

The spoon in her hand fell back into the cup with a “clatter.”

What’s happening?

Is Su Wenwen out of her mind?