Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âYou mean to make me angry.â Nian Qingyun chuckled bitterly. âChengcheng, Iâm in the wrong. Letâs not go back and forth on this. Come back to me. We can still be the family we once were.â
âYes,â Grandpa Nian echoed. âEven if you find another man, the two of you will still have to get through your differences. Many people come to regret their divorce only after remarrying.â
âIndeed,â Second Uncle Nian agreed hastily.
Nian Junting said coolly, âArenât you all here to discuss my wedding matters? Why are we talking about my mother?â
âWeâre killing two birds with one stone,â Murong Ze said. âThe financial scientist courting your mother seems like a good suitor. Heâs talented, younger, more caring, and more dashing than your father. Importantly, he has been courting her for a few years. Your mother should not stay single forever.â
âShe isnât divorced.â Nian Qingyun was furious. âMurong Ze, youâre betraying our marriage. Whatâs so good about a financial scientist? Heâs probably sly and cunning. Donât be conned by him.â
âIâm a person of principle, unlike you. I donât want to waste my time arguing with you. Iâll be sending over the documents for our divorce soon. You have two choices, either we go to court to settle this, or you can just sign your name on the documents. Letâs not blow up this affair and draw the publicâs attention. Iâm sure itâll do no good to your reputation. Iâm not joking this time.â As soon as Murong Cheng finished her sentence, she got up and said, âDad, Mom, letâs go.â
As the three of them reached the door, Murong Ze turned and said, âNian Changzhang, if you insist on my grandson marrying Leng Shuangwei, it has to go through me. Heâs my grandson, too. Donât think for a moment that just because he has your surname, his future and happiness will be in your hands. Iâm not dead yet.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Murong Ze started to leave. Nian Junting stood up to catch up to them. Suddenly, he heard Grandpa Nianâs deep rumbling voice say, âStop there.â
âGrandpa.â Nian Junting turned around.
Grandpa Nian sighed. âJunting, your father wonât be able to let your mother go. They have been husband and wife for more than 20 years. As a son, why donât you try to talk to your mother?â
âAt first, I never had the intention of convincing them to reconcile, nor did I have the intention of convincing them to get a divorce. But now that youâre forcing me to marry someone I donât want to marry and taking away my happiness, I guess I canât let the lot of you be happy, either.â Nian Junting shrugged.
âHow could I have fathered a child like you?â Nian Qingyun was so incensed that he wanted to grab a broom and hit Nian Junting.
âYou contributed a single sperm, thatâs how.â Nian Junting chuckled. âDad, if you feel shortchanged, just marry Leng Shuangweiâs mother. That way, Leng Shuangwei will be your daughter, and our Nian family can repay Shuangweiâs life-saving grace. Iâll take good care of her, too.â
Second Uncle Nian was actually stunned. âThat sounds like a feasible idea.â
âFeasible, my ass. Scram!â Nian Qingyun could not listen any longer. He picked up a teacup and sent it crashing in Nian Juntingâs direction.
âIâm going, Iâm going.â Nian Junting ducked before scrambling for the door.
âDad, what do you think of this...â Nian Qingyun looked at Grandpa Nian and noticed that he was staring at him. âYou canât possibly be in agreement with that scoundrel...â
Grandpa Nian coughed into his fist. âHow can that be possible? You might as well be beaten to death by Leng Zhe. Whatâs important now is to patch things up with the Leng family instead of worsening the animosity. Since the Murong family does not agree, then weâll have to wait. As for you and Murong Cheng, I think sheâs made up her mind this time. Now that your children are grown up, and her work is stable, she must have nothing left to lose. Just agree to her divorce. Nothing good came of dragging it out for the past eight years, anyway. I think itâs hopeless.â