My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

“Yeah, this opportunity is rare. If you do well, you don’t have to worry about the internship next year. If your performance is good, you might even be offered a permanent position.”

Zhao Qianqian is a local in Nancheng, and her lively, cheerful character makes her well-suited for work at a television station.

But Su Wanwan wasn’t particularly interested.

“The New Year’s holiday has lost its charm. Are you really not considering this opportunity any further? And we have Mr. Di’s support so that certificate of internship and graduate thesis will be taken care of. I’m the first one to tell you about this. He only needs three people. If you don’t go, someone else will take this opportunity. Girl, please consider it seriously, don’t miss it!”

Su Wanwan thought for a moment, “Alright then.”

The holiday lasts a month. Apart from the New Year’s days, every day at home was… well, kind of dull.

“Great then, I’m putting your name down. I’ll contact you soon.”

“Okay.”

After hanging up the phone, Su Wanwan called Huo Jingshen.

This time he finally answered, but before Su Wanwan could say anything, she heard a sweet female voice, “Hello.”

“Who’s this?” Su Wanwan frowned, “Why are you answering my husband’s phone?”

The girl on the phone seemed surprised by her question, then the sweet voice replied, “I’m Fu Qi, Brother Jingshen is taking a shower. I thought it might be urgent, so I answered his phone. Do you need me to pass any message?”

” My husband doesn’t need you to pass any messages! Goodbye!”

Having said that, Su Wanwan hung up the phone.

This damn bastard!

She had driven all the way to the airport and waited for a long time. He didn’t bother to tell her he had gone home early, and even took Fu Qi home. He even let Fu Qi answer his phone while he was taking a bath?

Ahh mmp she was so angry!

So, when she was driving in the city center, Ye Qitian suddenly called. Su Wanwan answered furiously, “What is it!”

“Junior sister, you’ve finished your final exams, right?”

“What do you want!”

“You’re heartless. It’s been so long since we last met, and you’re still so hostile to me…”

“Stop beating around the bush! Speak up, or I’ll hang up!”

Ye Qitian hurriedly said, “I’m getting on a flight back to Los Angeles tomorrow. Do you want to see me before I leave?”

“Address?”

“Huh?” He didn’t expect her to agree so readily and was taken aback.

“Stop talking nonsense, give me the address. I’ll come right now.”

“Okay, Jiuli Clubhouse, near the entertainment area. I’ll send you the location.”

“Okay.”

Su Wanwan hung up the phone, turned on the GPS navigation, and headed directly to the clubhouse.

**

Tianquan Royal Court Villa.

After the call was hung up, Fu Qi immediately returned to the living room.

Just as she put the phone back on the coffee table, she heard a childish voice, “Aunt Fu Qi, why did you answer Uncle Huo’s phone?”

Fu Qi looked up at the little guy.

Fu Ziyang had just come down from upstairs. His big, clear eyes were staring at her, a serious expression on his little chubby face.

Although he was only five years old, being cross-examined by him still made her feel a bit guilty.

Fu Qi said softly, “It was your aunt who called. I was afraid it was urgent, so I answered it.”

She thought her explanation was clear enough, but to her surprise…

“Uncle Huo doesn’t like others touching his things.” Fu Ziyang said clearly.

Being blamed by a five-year-old child, Fu Qi’s face turned slightly red, “Ziyang, it’s been a few months since you’ve seen Auntie. Are you not close to Auntie anymore?”

Fu Ziyang pursed his small mouth, changing the subject, “Auntie, why hasn’t dad come to see me?”

“Your dad is hospitalized.”

“Is my dad sick?” His normally calm little face was immediately filled with concern.

“Yes, your dad was…”

“Fu Qi.” A somewhat stern male voice interrupted her, and Fu Qi immediately closed her mouth, a nervous look on her face.

Huo Jingshen came out of the study.

When he reached the coffee table, he glanced at the phone, picked it up, then looked at Fu Qi, “Come to the study with me.”

“Oh.”

Fu Qi, feeling anxious deep down, hurriedly got up and followed him.

**

The room lit up.

The study was decorated in black, white, and gray hues, consistent with the style of the entire villa. Two walls were lined with bookshelves full of various books. A few simple famous paintings hung on the wall, reflecting the taste of the owner.

“Fu Qi.”

Fu Qi was brought back from her thoughts and looked at the man sitting behind the desk. “Brother Jingshen, what do you want to talk about?”

Huo Jingshen put down his phone and looked at her with narrowed eyes, “You answered my phone just now.”

Fu Qi nodded, having already prepared her explanation. “It was my sister-in-law who called. She called twice in a row. I didn’t want to disturb you, but I was also afraid it might be urgent, so I answered it. Brother Jingshen, you won’t blame me, will you?”

“Don’t touch my phone again in the future.”

“Brother Jingshen, I was just trying to help.”

Huo Jingshen gazed at her flatly, “Your brother is seriously injured, the political situation in Y Country is somewhat unstable, so I brought you back and agreed to take care of you. But that’s it.”

“Okay.”

“And,” Huo Jingshen’s cold voice rang again, “don’t tell Ziyang about Xihan being shot and hospitalized. He’s still just a child.”

“Oh, I forgot about that just now. Brother Jingshen, I was wrong.”