My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Su Wanwan felt even more embarrassed.

So in his view, she had become a shy, timid female classmate.

“Thankyou, teacher.” Su Wanwan held onto her polite manners. “I have to go back to class now.”

Di Chenghe laughed, “Sure, go on.”

Su Wanwan quickly turned around, only to trip on something in her way.

“Ouch!”

She stumbled and almost fell.

“Hehehe…” Di Chenghe let out a series of suppressed laughs.

Damn it.

Su Wanwan blushed furiously, didn’t look back, and almost ran away with her face beet red.

How bloody embarrassing!

**

Upon returning to the classroom, Li Mochou looked at her with displeasure, but he didn’t say anything.

As soon as Su Wanwan sat down, Mo Weiyi sidled over. “Wanwan, why did the homeroom teacher call you?”

“For nothing.”

“If it was nothing, then why were you absent for the entire class?” Mo Weiyi pouted. “Baby Wanwan, you don’t love me anymore. You don’t tell me the truth, am I not your precious baby anymore?”

This made Su Wanwan shiver, “You have Xiaobai, and he loves you. That’s enough.”

“True.” Mo Weiyi smiled sweetly. “But I still want to know why the homeroom teacher called you.”

Su Wanwan rolled her eyes, “Concentrate on your studies!”

Li Mochou, who was at the lectern, immediately looked over because she was too loud, “What are you doing so noisily during class?”

Mo Weiyi immediately sat up straight, not daring to act up again.

The English class ended quickly.

In fact, throughout the lesson, Su Wanwan’s mind was elsewhere. She came to the conclusion that she should ask Huo Jingshen for advice.

After all, he is Fu Ziyang’s guardian in China.

Moreover, he should also know some inside information about Fu Ziyang’s mother.

On the off chance that Lu Zixi really is Fu Ziyang’s mother and even if she is an irresponsible woman, the compensation she should give to Ziyang should be returned to him in full!

In this case, letting Huo Jingshen negotiate would be more persuasive than if she did it herself.

So, when Mo Weiyi was ordering food in the cafeteria, Su Wanwan dialed Huo Jingshen’s number.

**

At that moment, Huo Jingshen was dining with several city officials in a private room at a hotel, accompanied by several company managers and his assistant, JiJie.

Just as the wine was flowing, his smartphone rang.

After a glance at the caller ID, he stood up straight away, “I’m sorry, but I need to take this call.”

One of the officials clearly wasn’t pleased, “Mr. Huo, this isn’t proper. I’ve just raised my glass and you say you…”

He was twenty years older than Huo Jingshen and also the deputy director of the Bureau of Industry and Commerce. As soon as he spoke, Huo Yuan’s subordinates immediately looked uneasy.

After all, no matter how incredibly wealthy the Huo family was, they were still businessmen in China, and it was these governmental officials that they could least afford to offend. If they upset them, their future contract signings could be blocked, and that would be a real headache.

Huo Jingshen didn’t lose his composure, and even cracked a small smile, “My wife at home is fairly strict. If I don’t answer this call, I might not even be allowed to sleep in our bed when I get home. Excuse me, gentlemen, I need a moment.”

Everyone:

Only after Huo Jingshen had left did they react.

“So Mr. Huo is married despite being so young?”

” And he’ s whipped ? ”

“What a good man!”

“Very rare…”

JiJie: “…”

**

In the corridor outside the private room.

On the phone, Su Wanwan told him all about the morning events and then asked him, “Is Lu Zixi really Ziyang’s mother?”

“No.” Huo Jingshen immediately denied it.

“Then why did they come looking for me? Do you know she gave me a check for a million on the spot and a pearl necklace that could be sold for four or five million? She also said they would give me five million to keep mum in the future and another fifty thousand every month thereafter. Wow, that’s so much money…”

Huo Jingshen massaged his temples, a faint smile in his eyes.

Yes, so much money.

He didn’t expect this brat who was always short on cash to refuse it when money was delivered to her.

The next second.

“Why did I tear that check up so impulsively! Ahhhh, I regret it so much. I feel like I’m falling apart…”

Huo Jingshen:”…”

He retracted his previous thought.

Su Wanwan sighed in frustration, then asked, “Are you sure that Lu Zixi is not Ziyang’s mother?”

“No.”

“Then who is Zi Yang’s mom?

Huo Jingshen stuffed a cigarette between his thin lips, took a puff, and slowly responded, “His mom is in Y Country.”

“Oh.” Su Wanwan asked another question, “What should I do if Lu Zixi comes looking for me again?”

“You don’t need to worry about that,” Jingshen finished and added, “And don’t tell Zi Yang.”

“I understand. Better not build up too much hope and end up with bigger disappointment,” Wanwan stated in an earnest tone.

Huo Jingshen let out a quiet laugh, “So, Baby is this understanding now?”

Fu Zi Yang was only five years old, a stage when he was still yearning for a mother’s love.

Ever since he learned Xiu Xin wasn’t his biological mother, he would not only consider running away from home without telling anyone but would also start a covert private investigation.

If Lu Zixi were to find him and tell him that she’s his mom, but then a paternity test showed that she’s not, the blow would be rather severe.

With a few light coughs, Su Wanwan remarked, “Anyway, I just wanted to tell you about this. I’m going to have dinner now, goodbye.”

“What are you having?” Huo Jingshen asked, seemingly intrigued.

With no other choice, Su Wanwan began listing her dishes, “Hot chili fish head, stir-fried pork, charcoal-smoked tofu, sour cabbage fish, old duck…”

“Haha,” Huo Jingshen couldn’t help but interrupt her, “You’re leaving your husband alone at home while you enjoy such fancy meals at school. You’re living quite the good life, aren’t you?”

“It’s not like I have this every day. Today Weiyi is treating,” she replied.

Huo Jingshen:

After hanging up, Huo Jingshen stood in the hallway, sucked the last bit of his cigarette, and then dialed another number.

“Uncle Huo?”

“Zi Yang,” Huo Jingshen replied, eyes narrowed, “The cold front is approaching, it’s going to be chilly. After school, wait in the classroom for the driver’s call, don’t wait at the school gate.”

“I understand, Uncle Huo.”

“Okay, hanging up now.”

“Goodbye, Uncle Huo.”

**

Wellington School.

As soon as Fu Zi Yang hung up his little cellphone, he heard the class teacher’s voice.

“Has everyone handed in the weekend’s essay homework to the class monitor?”

“Yes!” the children chorused.

“This Friday evening, we’re taking a trip to the Phoenix Mountain Hot Spring Resort. Make sure your parents prepare your swimsuits in advance, and you can also bring some toys. We will organize competitions, and there will be awards for the winners.”

“Okay!”

As soon as the teacher left, Shi Luoluo, who shared a desk with Fu Zi Yang, asked, “Fu Zi Yang, are you going to join us at the hot spring?”

Fu ZiYang nodded.

“Really?” Shi Luoluo could barely believe it.

After all, aside from attending school every day, Fu Zi Yang had never participated in any of the school’s parent-child activities before.

Fu Zi Yang pursed her little mouth and said, “Uncle Huo and Aunt Wanwan are coming with me. Yesterday, we even went shopping for swimsuits.”

“Wow…” Shi Luoluo’s eyes widened in envy, “But my parents are very busy with their work. They’re currently overseas. Only Huanhuan is willing to go with me.”

How she envied that Fu Zi Yang had an uncle and an aunt to go with him.

“It’s fine. I’ll play with you when the time comes.” Fu Zi Yang replied, lowering his head somewhat awkwardly.

“That’s great.” Shi Luoluo didn’t notice any of this, her little mouth lifted into a big smile, “Let’s play with Prince Bo together then!”

FuZiYang:”…”

Could we not always include that chubby little boy every time we play?

This third wheel was really annoying!

**

Huangyou Investments.

The Secretary’s Office.

“Secretary Shi, your courier.” A front desk lady came over and put down a parcel.

“What did you buy, Miss Shi?”

Shi Huan was studying a document on her computer and didn’t have time to intervene. Her assistant, Xiaoliu, had already picked up the parcel.

“Arenna fashionable women’s one-piece bikini…”

ShiHuan:”…”

She lifted her head and stretched out her hand.

Xiaoliu immediately returned it, her face flushed, “I’m sorry, Miss Shi.”

“It’s okay,” Shi Huan didn’t seem too perturbed, as she picked up the parcel.

“What bikini?” a casual male voice suddenly came from the doorway.

Startled, Xiaoliu turned around swiftly and quickly returned to her seat.

The others all lowered their heads, not daring to say a word.

Chu Xiuhuang was leaning casually against the door frame, his hands pocketed in his suit trousers.

With a faint smirk on his thin lips, his eyes squinted slightly.