The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Nalan Jing and Nalan Chunbo arrived together. Nalan Chunbo sprinted into the house and gasped when he saw the scene in the living hall. He had watched Xixi growing up after all.

“Looks like everyone is here,” Ai Mijia mumbled softly. She lifted her leg and kicked a cup off the table, and a dozen men in suits and sunglasses appeared out of nowhere, surrounding Gu Mansion’s living hall.

Members of CG.

Gu Juexi scanned the men in suits from the corner of his eye and recognized some of them.

If he was by himself, he would make his move without hesitation, but this was his home and his defenseless family was here. They were his Achilles Heels, so his hands were tied.

Ai Mijia cradled Xixi tenderly. Her movements were gentle but the dagger in her hand gleamed.

“Gu Juexi, I do love listening to your stories so why don’t you start over with that old story you once told?” Ai Mijia was very composed and relaxed. She didn’t shriek hysterically like Wen Lan, she didn’t have hatred in her eyes like Nalan Jing. She was very calm, almost like she had lost her mind.

Gu Juexi clenched Ye Yuwei’s hand tightly and instinctively pushed Ye Xicheng towards Nalan Chunbo. Nalan Chunbo understood Gu Juexi’s intention. He was asking him to protect Ye Xicheng.

“Why don’t I resume the story that you missed the other day?” Gu Juexi said, taking a step forward.

Wen Jie was kneeling while Wen Lan was struggling and yelling on the floor.

“As a maid’s offspring, you tried to cozy up to the two ladies of the Wen family, you tried to befriend them. Too bad Lady Wen Jie was a loner and an introvert, so you couldn’t get your way with her. Lady Wen Lan was arrogant and pompous, so she loathed you and your lowly status,” Gu Juexi narrated as he kept his eyes on Ai Mijia.

Ai Mijia nodded. “Yes, and now those two ladies are kneeling in front of me.”

“You were at your wits’ end until they found out about Wen Lan’s liver problem. You knew that it was your chance,” Gu Juexi continued as he watched Ai Mijia’s reaction. He knew he was on the right track when she smiled in satisfaction.

“You started to make stories in front of Wen Lan, who was always jealous of my mother. You said that if my mother was willing to donate her liver to her, you could use the liver transplant operation to kill my mother.”

Ai Mijia leaned back against the sofa and patted Xixi who was sobbing. “She wouldn’t have become my puppet if not for her wicked intentions.”

Ye Yuwei pursed her lips and gritted her teeth in anguish. She clenched Gu Juexi’s hand so hard that it turned red.

“But none of you had expected the Wen family to leverage the liver donation by marrying Wen Jie to Gu Tianmu. This had further encouraged Wen Lan’s desire to kill my mother because she did not want to let my mother marry Gu Tianmu. At that moment, Ye Di, a paranoid person who practised medicine, came into your sights.”

Ai Mijia laughed even more elegantly. “See? God prepared the surgical knife for us.”

“Gu Tianmu was a fine and elite man, and undeniably charming. It wasn’t hard to make an eleven-year-old girl fall in love with a handsome man.”

“Yes, it was very easy. All it took was a few secret meetings,” Ai Mijia replied, acknowledging the authenticity of Gu Juexi’s story.

“The audacity!” Ye Yuwei snarled, enraged.

Ai Mijia, on the other hand, smiled calmly.

“Speaking of which, I’m curious,” Gu Juexi said, looking back at Gu Tianmu. “Why did you agree to the marriage arrangement?”

At Gu Juexi’s question, Ai Mijia shifted her curious gaze to Gu Tianmu.