Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âYeah.â Nian Juntingâs uncle hurriedly nodded. âIâm partially responsible for what happened last night. So, as long as Shuangwei wants to marry Junting, Iâll agree. I have to thank her for saving my motherâs life.â
âBullsh*t!â Murong Ze was so angry that he even cursed out loud. âNian Changzhang, years ago, you couldnât stop apologizing to me. You said that your Nian family owes our Murong family. All these years, youâve always said that youâll make peace between Nian Qingyun and Cheng, but the decision that youâre making now shows no respect to us. I donât want to waste more time talking to you. Since Iâm here now, Iâm gonna tell you about two of my decisions. First, we wonât let Junting marry Leng Shuangwei. Second, tell Nian Qingyun to get a divorce from my daughter. The divorce has been postponed for seven or eight years. We donât want to wait any longer.â
âNo.â Nian Qingyunâs expression changed. âI wonât get divorced.â
âWhat do you want, then? Youâre already so sure that you want to be in-laws with Jiang Qifei,â Murong Cheng said sarcastically.
âCheng, I made a mistake back then. I was wrong. But in the past eight years, Iâve never done a thing to hurt you. I know that I was wrong, please come back.â Nian Qingyun said, âIf you donât want Junting to marry Shuangwei, we can talk about it and find a solution.â
âAre you threatening me now?â Murong Cheng sneered with anger. âIâm telling you, Nian Qingyun, we donât get to decide who Junting and Nian Xi are gonna marry. As their parents, we can only give them our advice. They wonât be spending the rest of their lives with us but with their partners. Therefore, they need to choose the people that they like and that theyâre satisfied with. I donât want them to make that same mistake that I made. Youâve ruined my life. Iâm over fifty now, and I donât want to waste any more time on you. I need to start looking for my own happiness. You should sign that divorce agreement. Donât make me sue you for divorce.â
Nian Qingyunâs breath was ragged for a moment. He tried his best to calm down, then responded, âStop kidding. As you just said, youâre over fifty. Why do you want to be with another man? We can spend the rest of our lives together, and weâll be happy, wonât we? If you sued me, the news might spread, and my career might be affected. It wouldnât be good for Nian Xi and Junting, either.â
âJunting, you talk.â Murong Cheng pointed at Nian Junting, who was watching from the side.
âI donât care,â he responded blandly. âI was young when that thing happened. Now, Iâve built my career already. As for Nian Xi, since she has chosen to be a police officer, she needs to make efforts for her future career. If she does a good job, she may get promotions or a transfer to a better department, and if she fails to do the job, she could simply spend the rest of her life having fun. Mom is rich enough to let her do anything she wants, anyway.â
âHow can you want your parents to get a divorce?â Nian Qingyun clenched his teeth. âHow can you be such an awful son?â
âYou want me to marry Shuangwei without thinking about my feelings, so why would I think about your feelings?â said Nian Junting carelessly. âBesides, Mom is right. You cheated on her. Youâve already wasted eight years of her life. How many years does she have left? Just forget it. You guys would have gotten back together long ago if you still could. Clearly, Mom doesnât want you anymore. In fact, I understand her. Who would want a man that has been used by her best friend?â
Murong Ze took a sip of tea, as the talking made him tired. But hearing what Nian Junting said, he spit out the tea. His grandson was really sharp-tongued.
âYou!â Nian Qingyun shivered with anger.
âAnd you can marry again, too.â Murong Cheng gave a cold smile. âJiang Qifei is single now. I donât mind if you two get back together. Didnât you say that sheâs gentle and sweet, and that sheâs so good in many different ways? Your happiness is in your own hands. Just go and fight for it.â