Chapter 133 - 133:133, Little Money Lover
My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day
Translator: 549690339
Huo Zhexi grumbled, baring his teeth in pain. Dodging and complaining simultaneously, he said, âYou and dad have been in Japan for so long that I had no money to spend at home. And you come back just to hit me, with no sign of concern for me at all. What kind of mother are you?â
âExcept for asking for money, what else can you do? What kind of son are you?â
âApart from hitting me, what else can you do?â
âI can beat you!â
With each mother and son exchanging words, a huge commotion broke out in the room, leaving Su Wanwan dumbfounded, untilâ¦
âAre you all done?â
At the roar of Master Huo, Su Wanwan trembled in fear, and the quarrel between the mother and son finally stopped.
By this time, Huo Nuanyang had stood up and was about to intervene, but then he frozeâ¦
Master Huoâs face was gloomy, and his voice was thundering, âAfter dinner, you two take this troublemaker away. I donât want to see him flitting around me anymore!â
âOkay, dad.â Mrs. Huo bowed obediently.
Huo Juncheng shook his head secretly and intervened, âAlright, Mingzhu just bring out all the gifts.â
Mingzhu nodded, walked over and picked up two elegant bags from the sofa âWanwan, these are wedding gifts that Juncheng and I brought for you and â Ashen. This is skincare I brought you from Japan. Itâs really good and suitable for all skin types. And this is a new girlâs handbag from ceilgod. But itâs pink, not sure if you like this color?â
âThank you, uncle and aunt. I really like it,â Su Wanwan accepted smilingly.
But surprisingly, the old Mrs. Huo also had gifts. âWanwan, your grandfather and I also prepared two school-opening gifts for you.â
âOh no.â Mingzhu slapped her forehead, âSorry, I didnât know it was Wanwanâs school opening today. Iâll make it up to you another day.â
Huo Zhexi grunted twice, rubbing his ear while sitting next to Huo Nuanyang, âWhen are you planning to go back to the team, second brotherâ¦â
Before he could finish his sentence, Huo Nuanyang stood up, picked up the gift boxes and red envelopes on the table, âThis is my gift.â
Huo Zhexi.ââ¦â
Damn it!
Huo Zhexi was fuming.
Was this supposed to be the Huo familyâs banquet?
Or was it a gift-giving ceremony for that girl?
As for Su Wanwan, she was thrilled to receive a pile of gifts from her elders for no apparent reason.
She initially thought she was just coming for a meal, but didnât expect to get skincare, jewellery, and designer bags. Especially from Huo Nuanyang, who sent an entire set of Apple products plus a⦠big red envelope!
Su Wanwan thought: Apart from Huo Zhexi, the Huo family was really kind to her, especially Huo Nuanyang. The young soldier was so generous, giving her such a thick red envelope, much more generous than that old man Huo Jingshen!
So, she enjoyed her dinner particularly well. Despite all the talking by Mrs Huo and the old lady keeping the mood lively, the men remained silent throughout.
By the time dinner ended, it was already late. The Huo family left in three cars with the staff helping to put the gifts into the cars. Huo Jingshen then drove Su Wanwan home.
Halfway there, Su Wanwan couldnât resist opening the thick red envelope that Huo Nuanyang had given her.
âWow, itâs so thick, how much money could be in it?â
Huo Jingshen glanced at her from the corner of his eye.
She was bent over her lap, her face almost buried in the red envelope, like a little money-grubber, actually starting to count the money!
He coughed softly, his dark eyes looked at the road sign ahead, then made a turn into a narrow, dark alley.
Su Wanwan didnât notice until the car suddenly stopped. She looked out the window and asked, âWhere are we?â
And then, the light inside the car went out.
She was engulfed in darkness.
Su Wanwan quickly turned around and asked, âWhat happened?â
Huo Jingshen didnât answer. In the darkness, he reached forward, and with a click, unbuckled the seatbelt.
Next, Su Wanwan felt the car seat tilt backward abruptly.
âAh, ah, ah, ah, ah!â
âStop screaming,â Huo Jingshen covered her mouth, âI havenât even started.â
Started?
Start what?
With her mouth covered by his big hand, Su Wanwan could only blink her innocent and simple eyes in confusion.
In the darkness, Huo Jingshenâs low voice rang out again, âAre you happy with
all the gifts you received today?â
Unable to speak, Su Wanwan just nodded.
Was she happy.
âHoney, I also have a school-opening gift for you. Do you want it?â
Su Wanwan kept nodding.
Yes!
Of course, she wanted the gift!
But she was also curious about what he would give her?
Another piece of jewelry maybe?
The big hand on her mouth loosened, âTake it yourself.â
âHuh?â Su Wanwan was taken abackâ¦
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Imperial Court Villa.
In the living room, Fu Qi glanced at the wall clock.
It was eleven oâclock in the night.
The servants were off duty, and Fu Ziyang had long since gone to bed. The TV
was on but without sound, making the quiet villa seem somewhat eerie.
But Huo Jingshen still hadnât come back.
Today, Su Wanwan went to school. Was it that Huo Jingshen had gone out for entertainment because his wife wasnât at home?
She knew that most men, after getting married, would show their true colours.
Just like her big brother, Fu Xihan, who wouldnât come back home until he was dead drunk, with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes all over his body?
And heâd been kicked out by his wife, forced to sleep in the guest room multiple times, which she had secretly witnessed.
As Fu Qi was lost in her thoughts, the sound of a car engine suddenly rang out.
She immediately got up and ran towards the front door.
âBrother Jingshen, Brother Jingâ¦â
Her next words were abruptly choked in her throat.
Thatâs because the car stopped right at the doorway, Huo Jingshen made his way around the car hood, opened the co-driverâs seat, and then lifted Su Wanwan out from there, and moreoverâ¦
carrying her like a princess!
Su Wanwan was dressed in the red, patterned dress she wore when she left home in the morning. Her eyes were closed, as if she was asleep, giving her cheeks an adorable rosy hue.
Huo Jingshen had one hand supporting her shoulders, and the other supporting the back of her legs.
After a secondâs glance, Fu Qi quickly turned her gaze away, feeling that a man carrying a woman, especially a woman who was fast asleep, was somehow⦠provocative.
âGo to sleep early, Ji Jie will pick you up at eight oâclock tomorrow to take you
to the airport.â Huo Jingshenâs voice echoed.
By the time Fu Qi reacted, he had already carried Su Wanwan into the villa.
Unable to suppress her curiosity, Fu Qi followed, âBrother Jingshen, Brother
Jingshen, can I stay a few more days? I want toâ¦â
âFu Qi.â Huo Jingshen stopped at the stairs, but did not turn around, and merely said indifferently, âYou are an adult now, you need to consider appearances. If you insist on staying, move out and live on your own. However, in that case, I canât guarantee your safety to Xihan.â
With that, he went straight upstairs.
Fu Qi stood there, her fingers tightly clenched.
Was he implying that her stay here would affect their marital relationship?
Did he like Su Wanwan that much?
Was he worried that she would get the wrong idea?
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Upon reaching the upstairs, Huo Jingshen just managed to settle Su Wanwan into a bath full of warm water when a mobile phone ringtone sounded from outside.
He returned to the bedroom, picked up his phone and glanced at it.
âYe Qitianâ?
With a slight frown, the handsome and mature man stood there, dexterously dialling a few numbers with his slender fingers, he silenced the phone and then tossed it back.
Sometimes, a silent refusal can be far more effective than any verbal threat.
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Nangong Hospital.
In the ward, Mo Weiyi put down her phone.
Aunt Jiang had gone home, and she was the only human in the ward, along
with four silent animals.
Xiao Bai hadnât finished work yet, she didnât dare sleep alone, so she tried to call Su Wanwan to chat, but was consistently told that the other line was busy?
That damned girl, who on earth was she chatting with in the middle of the night? Didnât Mr. Huo keep a check on her?
Mo Weiyi lay down on the hospital bed in annoyance.
Unable to resist, she picked up her phone again and opened WeChat. Xiao Yebai still hadnât replied to the message she had sent half an hour ago.
Xiao Bai was probably busy with work, wasnât he?
Every time he got busy with work, he was like a workaholic. Was staying late in the office his normal routine? He wouldnât have forgotten to eat dinner, would he?
So Mo Weiyi lay there, looking at her phone, fretting, and eventually, too late in the night and unable to fend off sleepiness, she gradually drifted off to sleep. She didnât know how long it was before she heard a rustling sound reaching her ears..