The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

After listening to Princess Pink’s obvious desire to make peace, she started with a smile, “If you take something from someone and keep it for yourself, it is called stealing. But if you take someone’s life as hostage and never return it, it is worse than stealing. In fact, it’s considered a crime. Princess, what do you think about that?”

Ye Yuwei’s voice was calm, but her words were sharp.

Princess Pink was taken aback. She clenched her fists and said, “There is a saying in your country, ‘before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves’. That is very fitting in this situation, isn’t it?”

“I only heard ‘the mills of God grind slowly but surely’,” Ye Yuwei uttered, emphasizing each word.

Princess Pink pursed her lips agitatedly as she looked at Ye Yuwei. She had wanted to end this matter, which was why she had mentioned returning the money.

They took something from someone, it was only a matter of time before it had to be returned to its original owner.

“By the way, is your mother aware of you coming to resolve the matter? You know the truth, so you want to seek forgiveness on behalf of your mother, but who can resurrect my aunt?” Ye Yuwei sneered spitefully as she walked closer to Princess Pink.

Eventually, Princess Pink left the scene sheepishly after failing to find any justification or reason to speak for her mother.

Wen Jie’s birthday cake was a seven-layer cake, so the cake cutting was an important and ceremonious process.

Everyone was looking forward to the cake cutting ceremony.

When Nalan Chunbo arrived, he stayed in the corner. Wen Jie went to him instead.

“Auntie, happy birthday.” Nalan Chunbo straightened and passed the birthday present to her.

Wen Jie reached out to take it. She glanced at Nalan Chunbo, her eyes bright with motherly compassion. “I’m very glad that you are here.”

“It’s your birthday, of course I would come,” Nalan Chunbo replied politely. “I’ve always wanted to thank you.”

Wen Jie held Nalan Chunbo’s hand, stopping him from bowing. “If your mother could look down from heaven and see you right now, she would be very happy.”

“Maybe,” Nalan Chunbo laughed, then glanced at the cake that had been pushed out. “Again, Auntie, happy birthday.”

“Thank you,” Wen Jie said and looked at the cake. “Please, come visit me when you are free.”

Nalan Chunbo nodded and watched Wen Jie leave. Again, he leaned against the wall and looked down at his phone.

There were very few apps he had installed on his phone so he could see Wen Shan’s face clearly on the screen, but there were still no notifications from WeChat.

Nalan Chunbo laughed bitterly at himself again. He had intentionally registered a new account to add her, and he bet she wouldn’t add him back.

Nalan Chunbo put away his phone and caught a glimpse of a strange shadow when he looked up. Instinctively, he stood upright and walked towards the shadow.

As Wen Jie went to where the cake was, Nalan Jing walked up to her and handed her a birthday gift.

Gu Tianmu, who was carrying Xixi, looked rather gloomy.

Gu Juexi was carrying the little meatball, who was unhappy about the arrangement. Gu Juexi was delighted to see this scene.

Especially when he saw Gu Tianmu defeated against his rival.

As he watched the scene, Gu Juexi shifted his gaze to the little meatball in his arms. So was this how he always felt?

The little monster.

Ye Xicheng was donning a suit that matched his daddy’s. Although he was curling his arms around his daddy’s neck, the expression on his little face was cocky and smug.

“Sorry for being late, there was an accident on my way here. Happy birthday.” Nalan Jing had the same elegant smile as Nalan Chunbo.