Chapter 201: 201, killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of your own
My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day
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âIs this the eldest granddaughter of the Su family?â Mr. Chu strokes his beard, âLast time I saw her, she was just a little girl. How did she grow up so fast?â
He looks at Su Wanwan, jealousy increasing with each glance.
The young girl had bright and white teeth and was dressed simply, carrying a refreshing air about her. In contrast, his grandsonâs companions were flashy, tacky women, none of which pleased him.
Just then, Huo Jingshen and Fu Ziyang walked in.
Upon seeing Fu Ziyang, Mr. Chuâs envy deepened, his voice raised several decibels. âWhy⦠has the child grown so much?â
The Huo and Chu families, residing in the same courtyard, shared similar circumstances. Both had lots of grandchildren, now of age, and yet none of them had settled down. As a result, both families often compared their grandchildren, much to the neighborhood gossip.
Feeling pleased about receiving an unexpected birthday gift from his eldest grandson, Mr. Chu had strutted over to rub it in Mr. Huoâs face. Alas, the tables were now turned, and he was the one feeling envious.
Sometimes you hurt yourself to defeat the enemy!
âThis is not Ashenâs son.â Mrs. Huo explained, laughing. âItâs his friendâs kid. Heâs been living with him while studying in Nancheng.â
âSo thatâs how it is,â Mr. Chu said with relief. However, there was still something thatâ¦
âWhy is this boy and Ashen look so alike?â
Mr. Huo, who had been quiet all along, looked at Fu Ziyang with a deep frown.
Mrs. Huo continued to explain, âThey both look handsome. Of course, they look alike!â
âSo thatâs how it is. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haâ¦â Despite laughing, Mr. Chu silently lamented. Handsome? Are they as handsome as my Ahuang? Do they?
âXiuhuang should be coming soon.â Huo Jingshen interjected.
Hearing that, Mr. Chu snorted loudly, âGive me a break! That unfilial grandson of mine, gallivanting around with no regard, playing the field. Not a single decent girl among them, all internet celebrities, models, actresses⦠Can such women be trusted?â
âThatâs not good. They canât be depend on!â Mrs. Huo added. âWhen choosing a bride, one should choose someone like Wanwan, a college student, pretty, and responsible. Ashen indeed has good taste. It was love at first sight for them. Ha ha ha ha.â
Su Wenwen: â=, = â
âAh.â Mr. Chu clucked his tongue in disapproval, âAshen and Ahuang have grown up together. How come their taste in women is so different?â
Su Wanwan once again, â=, =â
Laughing at the praise for her grandson, Mrs. Huo consoled the old man, âYou shouldnât worry. Isnât Xiuhuang younger than Ashen?â
âYounger by what, only by two months! Heâs about to be thirty!â
âMr. Chu, for someone like Xiuhuang, you should arrange more blind dates.â Huo Jingshen suggested seriously. âHe lacks experience, and all his girlfriends arenât dependable. The family elders should intervene.â
âAshen has a point.â Mrs. Huo agreed right away, âJust like our Nuanyang, nearly twenty-nine and still without a girlfriend. He blushes and stammers around women⦠So I often ask elder friends to introduce him to girls with good backgrounds.â
However, this only aggravated Mr. Chu further, âSpeaking of which, a friendâs granddaughter just returned from studying abroad. A good girl, well-mannered. But you know what he did? On their first date, he suggested going to a hotel! My friend gave me an earful over the phone. He completely tarnished my reputation! Seriously, what sins did the Chu family commit to end up with such a rascal? Thatâs it! I have to call him right away; this little scoundrel is going to be the death of meâ¦â
The angrier Mr. Chu grew, the more he felt the urge to leave.
After Mr. Chu left, Huo Jingshen let out a low chuckle.
Su Wanwan:
Has he just retaliated against Chu Xiuhuang?
Itâs stressful to be his friend. This old man is petty and holds grudges.
âAshen.â Mr. Huo suddenly called in a stern tone, âFollow me to the study.â
âOld man, itâs past six oâclock, almost dinner time, and you want to talk about work?!â
Mrs. Huo shot her husband a glance, âYou guys start eating.â
Huo Jingshen rose, âGrandma, you, Wenwen, and Ziyang start eating. Ziyang, this is your great-grandmother.â
âHello, great-grandma.â Fu Ziyang said obediently, before turning to Mr. Huo, âHello, great-grandpa.â
âGood, good, good. Letâs go, Iâll take you to have something delicious.â Mrs. Huo fondly held his little hand, âWenwen, letâs go have dinner.â
âOkay.â
Fu Ziyang, with his beautiful looks, polite manner, yet childish voice, was already five years old and well-behaved. Mrs. Huo liked him a lot.
Soon, Mr. Huo and Huo Jingshen came in from outside.
Once they had taken their seats, Mr. Huo stared blankly at the well-behaved Fu Ziyang for a long time without making a move.
âHusband, whatâs wrong?â
Snapping back to reality, Mr. Huo finally reached for his chopsticks.
âWhat were you thinking about? You looked so absent-minded.â Mrs. Huo said with a laugh, âGo on, bring over the red envelope..â