Chapter 14
Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Su Qingâs heart exploded with satisfaction. She continued to gossip as if she still had not gotten enough of it. âSheâs still unwilling? That wench is very stubborn. Youâve humiliated her by being all intimate with another woman in front of her face, yet sheâs still not willing to divorce you? I heard that she even slit her wrist a few days ago because of this, right? Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Thatâs so headstrong of her. Arenât you going to take a look at her? Although that wench doesnât have any status in the Zhao family, sheâs still one of them. Youâll have a hard time explaining things if she dies in the Mu familyâs care.â
âShe wonât die.â
Su Qing had been talking for a long time, but she was rendered speechless by Mu Tingfengâs cold and brief reply. She felt unusually defeated. Rolling her eyes at him once again, she said, âAll right, sheâs not dead. I know that Iâm nagging you at this point, but I must say that both of you have been married for four years, and all this while, your marriage has been somewhat fine, right? Despite that wench holding the title of the Mu familyâs mistress, as long as both of you donât interfere with each otherâs affairs, you two actually seldom cross paths. Why do you want to file for a divorce all of a sudden? After all, both of you already have a child. Even if you donât want to give her any respect, you should at least care about that child, unlessâ¦â
Su Qing paused abruptly and turned her head to look at Mu Tingfeng. âYou already have your eyes on another woman?â
Mu Tingfeng glared at Su Qing, who had the look of a gossipmonger on her face now. Then, he nonchalantly replied, âFour years was the maximum amount I agreed to give her. I must put a stop to this marriage.â
Su Qing got even more frustrated and said, âAll right, just divorce her then. Do whatever you like. I canât control you anymore, anyway.â
Su Qing rose from the chair and stretched. âOh, dear! Itâs late. I have to go to bed now. Take your time figuring out how to settle it.â After that, Su Qing made her way to her bedroom, leaving a frowning Mu Tingfeng alone in his seat.
Mu Tingfengâs dark gaze was reflected in the crystal-clear water. He subconsciously recalled the recent news that came from the old butler about things in his home.
âShe slit her wrist once and changed? Does she really want to make peace? Or is she just trying to play hard to get?â No matter what, he would not change his mind. That woman was certainly not allowed to stay in the Mu family!
The next morning, Zhao Youlin woke up from the rhythmic sound of knocking on the door. She stretched her hand out to pat the unsettled child in her arms so that he could continue his sleep. Then, she lowered her voice and said, âCome in.â
After he was granted permission, the old butler opened the room door and rushed in. There was a hint of worry in his eyes that he could not hide, and he was obviously terrified as he said, âMadam, the young masterâ¦â
When the scene of the mother and son snuggling in bed came into sight, the old butlerâs words became stuck in his throat.
âWhatâs wrong with Joy? Isnât he here?â Zhao Youlin was also a bit stunned at the rare sight of the old butlerâs loss of composure. She immediately understood the moment she noticed the hint of fear and worry on the old butlerâs face before he schooled his expression in time.
âThe old man must have discovered Joyâs absence in his room when he wanted to wake him up in the morning. He then guessed that the child had come to my room and was afraid that I might hurt Joy like last time. Hence, he became anxious and ran over here to bring the child back.â
The ruckus and mention of Joyâs name caused Joy to stir even though Zhao Youlin had painstakingly coaxed him back to sleep. He fidgeted, rubbed his bleary eyes, and fell into Zhao Youlinâs warm embrace.
Looking at the child in her arms moving around like a groundhog, she softened her gaze and lowered her head to smooch the childâs bare forehead.
Although he could hardly open his eyes, Joy felt that someone had kissed him. His surroundings were filled with his motherâs scent, and he thought that he had not woken up from his dream state. So, he reached out to touch Zhao Youlin while in a daze. He wrapped his hands around Zhao Youlinâs neck and gave her the same drool-covered peck as last night on the side of her face.