The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

In Le Tian’s bedroom, Wen Shan was already passed out drunk on the bed. Nalan Chunbo entered the room alone.

Nalan Chunbo stood by the bed and looked down at Wen Shan, frowning at her flushed face.

His heart ached for the bright and bubbly young woman who had resorted to drinking because of the heartache caused by a misunderstanding. It felt like his heart was being gripped tightly.

Nalan Chunbo sat by the bedside and reached out to touch the scar on Wen Shan’s neck. He remembered clearly how she had looked after him when he was ill last time.

When he had finally decided to treat her well, he had let her down instead. Now suspicion began to creep into his mind as to whether he had made the right decision.

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Perhaps he should just be looking after her from afar.

Perhaps it would be best for her to not see him anymore.

He had already chosen to put all his eggs in Wen Shan’s basket though, how could he change his mind now?

“Wen Shan, what should I do?” Nalan Chunbo asked helplessly as he held Wen Shan’s hand.

Sadly, she could not respond.

To give up or to not seemed to be the million dollar question for Nalan Chunbo.

However, the answer was more complicated than he had initially thought.

Le Tian leaned against the door and glared at Nalan Chunbo. “Just confess to Wen Shan already. Don’t be a wimp, I hate guys like you the most!”

Le Tian was always sharp and straightforward. This time though, Nalan Chunbo knew that her words were directed at him.

However, it was undeniable that Le Tian actually helped him make a decision.

If he still liked Wen Shan, why should he let her go?

“Thank you,” Nalan Chunbo said as he picked Wen Shan up gently and stood.

“What are you doing?” Le Tian demanded anxiously. If Wen Shan were to find out that this was all because of her doing, she would definitely not let her off the hook!

Nalan Chunbo turned to look at Le Tian.

“I’ll bring her back. Thank you for your help today.” Nalan Chunbo’s voice was gentle but Le Tian heard the firmness behind it. He was telling her, not asking her.

Le Tian cautiously allowed Nalan Chunbo to walk past her, eyes on him as he carried Wen Shan out of her house.

“Hey, she really loves you. Please don’t hurt her anymore,” Le Tian called out.

“I know that, thanks.” Nalan Chunbo thanked Le Tian again before striding off with Wen Shan in his arms.

If he really could not let her go, he might as well take the more straightforward road of pursuing her to get back together.

He recalled Weiwei’s advice that he should pursue Wen Shan the way she had initially pursued him.

Provided that Wen Shan still liked him.

Watching her from afar was too painful.

If he didn’t know how to pursue someone, it was time to learn then.

Did he not have the best teacher?

Nalan Chunbo carried Wen Shan down the stairs.

He put her in the car seat gently, then touched her face. Although Wen Shan’s drunk look was much cuter than her usual one, Nalan Chunbo was still unhappy that she had drunk so much. It was dangerous.

After putting on the seatbelt for Wen Shan, Nalan Chunbo went over to the driver’s seat.

All Nalan Chunbo wanted to do was take Wen Shan away from this place. Be it college or his apartment, he didn’t care as long as only the two of them were present.

He only wanted to give her a clear explanation first.

Of course, this depended on whether Wen Shan was willing to listen to his explanation.

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