My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

What’s wrong with this little brat? Why is she ignoring me?

He put on his slippers and peeked over, seeing the little girl immersed in her tiny cellphone playing Candy Crush.

Childish!

He settled back on the sofa.

Having nothing to do again.

He heard some clatter from the kitchen, so he decided to get up.

The house was a single-room layout with a living room and a bathroom. Although it was small, it was neatly arranged, warm and cozy, with plenty of plants on the balcony, lush greenery all around.

Chu Xiuhuang walked into the kitchen while observing it.

Shi Huan was busy picking celery, suddenly she heard a voice behind her, “Where’s my cabbage?”

Shi Huan was startled.

She turned around, seeing Chu Xiuhuang’s handsome face filled with discontent, she could only say, “Chu, celery with minced pork is delicious too.”

“I asked you, where’s my cabbage?”

Shi Huan had to admit the truth, “Luoluo wanted to eat celery with minced pork.”

Chu Xiuhuang: “…”

Again this little brat, who had many demands.

“Chu, if you really can’t stand celery, I’ll go right now and….”

“Who told you I don’t like celery?”

“Then….”

“Just cook.” Chu Xiuhuang snapped, “I’ll let this one slide, but let me remind you, I am your boss!”

“I understand.” Shi Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and resumed picking the vegetables.

Gosh, this bossy Chu had more to say shortly.

“Little Huanhuan.”

His voice was right behind her.

Shi Huan hurriedly turned around, just as expected, Chu Xiuhuang had walked over and was standing right behind her.

The house was small, and naturally, the kitchen space was even smaller. Shi Huan felt trapped, her breathe thins as the smell of manly cigar scent hit her, she felt her heart beating rapidly, and her glasses-covered almond eyes went wide.

“Chu, you…”

Her vision blurred.

Chu Xiuhuang had already taken off her glasses.

“Really, why are you wearing glasses at home!”

“Chu…”

“Didn’t you say wearing glasses makes you look mature, useful for work? Now it’s just the two of us at home, and that little brat, who are you trying to look mature for?”

This statement was irrefutable.

But without glasses, Shi Huan always felt insecure.

She squinted her eyes, and after a while she adjusted to the change and continued with her work.

However…

Shi Huan couldn’t help raising her head again, “Chu, do you need anything?”

She saw Chu Xiuhuang leaning against the wall, his hands crossed, his lips curled into a smug, and his narrow phoenix eyes staring directly at her.

Hearing her words, he maintained his posture and replied, “No.”

Shi Huan blinked, “I’m cooking, you….”

“You do your work, I watch mine.”

“Chu, there’s nothing interesting about cooking. Why don’t you wait in the living room, watch some TV, or read some magazines, or play on your mobile.”

“Cooking isn’t interesting,” Chu Xiuhuang’s lips curled into a smirk, “I’m watching someone.”

Shi Huan was taken aback.

Someone?

“Nursing really does make you different.” Chu Xiuhuang murmured.

“What?”

Before she could react, Chu Xiuhuang took a step forward and extended his hand.

Shi Huan’s eyes widened in shock.

She was holding some celery, and wasn’t prepared, as a result, her left cheek was pinched by Chu Xiuhuang’s bony yet firm fingers.

He squeezed and kneaded her cheek, swaying it from left to right, his thumb poked her cheek as well.

“Such a cute face.” Chu Xiuhuang said while increasing his force.

So tender and slick, terrific to touch.

The skin on her face was so delightful…

“Chu, what are you doing?”

Chu Xiuhuang’s hand was forcefully pulled away.

He sank his handsome face and pulled his hands back into his pants pockets.

Shi Huan massaged her left cheek, watching his gloomy expression, she blurted out, “You didn’t wash your hands.”

Chu Xiuhuang: “…”

After a few coughs, he immediately spun around, “I’m going to wash my hands.”

**

After using the restroom, he returned to the living room and heard the little girl’s voice.

“I’ve done all my homework now.”

Hearing the words, Chu Xiuhuang replied approvingly, “Good job.”

Almost immediately a little boy’s voice rang out, “Luoluo, you’re awesome.”

Chu Xiuhuang: “…”

Damn… this is embarrassing!

Shi Luoluo raised her gaze to look at him, then continued speaking into her phone, “Fu Ziyang, do you enjoy watching ‘Detective Conan’?”

Fu Ziyang?

Chu Xiuhuang’s brows twitched.

Wasn’t this his brother’s elder grandson?

Damn, children these days, they mature so early, don’t they?

A 5-year-old kid already knows how to chat up girls through voice messages?

Chu Xiuhuang stood there, with the tip of his tongue repeatedly rubbing the inside of his cheek as his phoenix eyes narrowed.

…

About twenty minutes later, Shi Huan came out of the kitchen with a steaming plate of dumplings and placed them on the coffee table, “You guys start first.”

After speaking, she rushed back to the kitchen to get bowls, chopsticks, and dipping sauce, and put them on the table.

Chu Xiuhuang glanced at her, picked up the chopsticks and quickly grabbed a dumpling and put it in his mouth.

Yum.

Delicious!

Chu Xiuhuang thought while eating.

This Secretary Shi was quite pretty, had great skin, a terrific figure, strong work capabilities, even her cooking was superb, and she was good at taking care of people.

Aside from the fact that she loves to contradict him and occasionally goof off, all in all, she was a very virtuous woman.

They had been colleagues for five years and understood each other well, and had known each other for many years before. Also, he was familiar with her family background.

Chu Xiuhuang reckoned, it was time to speed up certain things, it was time for a love confession.