My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 468: 468, which cookie are you?

Chapter 468: 468, which cookie are you?

“I have a cleanliness obsession and I don’t like it when my husband’s clothes come into contact with dirt. Any clothes that have been soiled will be thrown away,” Mo Weiyi said, flicking her soft, beautiful hair. “Does Miss Tian have anything else to say? My friend is waiting for me. If not…”

“Do you know why I was with Yebai that day?” Tian Ye abruptly interrupted her.

“Oh, do tell.” Mo Weiyi raised her delicate eyebrows, looking ready to listen attentively.

Yebai had already explained the situation to her before, but it seems like Tian Ye had more to say now. Mo Weiyi figured it wouldn’t hurt to listen.

Tian Ye began her explanation while fiddling with her fingers, “That day, I accompanied the company’s leaders to dinner, and happened to run into Yebai at the restaurant. He had drunk quite a bit of alcohol. Do you know that he suffers from stomach issues?”

Mo Weiyi pursed her red lips and nodded.

Of course, she knew that Xiao Yebai’s stomach wasn’t very good.

As a businessman, he had to entertain, smoke, and drink. All these were part of his job demands.

Xiao Yebai also happened to be the epitome of a workaholic, often forgetting to eat due to working late.

However, she had not noticed anything wrong with him that day in the office as she was in a fit of anger. She only remembered his face being red, likely due to the alcohol.

However, Xiao Yebai’s explanation seemed too casual at that time…

Tian Ye continued, “At that time, his stomach was hurting so much that he could barely walk. I wanted to take him to the hospital, but he refused. I had no choice but to buy him some medication and then drove him back to the office. On the way, he vomited on his clothes, so when we got back to the office, he went in to change. I was just trying to help hang his coat up when you walked in.”

Before Mo Weiyi could react, she went on. “Back then, he was really sick and didn’t even have time to take his medication. Yet you, his wife, questioned him right after you walked in and acted out in anger, breaking things. Miss Mo, don’t you feel like you were neglecting your duty?”

Mo Weiyi gave a mocking laugh, “Neglecting my duty? As what? May I ask which role you’re playing while criticizing me?”

Tian Ye turned pale, “I just…”

“No matter how I treat him, those are matters between my husband and me. I don’t believe… it’s your place to dictate anything to me.” Mo Weiyi looked at Tian Ye in amusement, “Who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to judge me?”

Mo Weiyi’s blunt statement made Tian Ye’s pale face turn red.

Although they were standing in a corner and there was hardly anyone in the club at this time, Tian Ye felt extremely embarrassed.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to reply in a calm manner, “I am Yebai’s friend and we’ve known each other for almost seven years…”

“Seven years? I’ve known him for ten years, are you trying to compete with me regarding the duration? Do you think you stand a chance? Who were you when I met him?” Mo Weiyi was aggressive.

Tian Ye had not expected Mo Weiyi to be so dominant, not even bothering to maintain any superficial politeness.

The young Miss Mo’s reputation was indeed well-deserved.

Tian Ye felt weary.

She nodded, “Alright then. In that case, I have nothing else to say.”

As she was about to leave, she was stopped by Mo Weiyi.

“Miss Tian, now that you’ve said your piece, it’s my turn,” Mo Weiyi took a step forward.

Standing in nearly ten centimeters high heels, she was taller than Tian Ye. When she leaned in, her whole figure seemed to dwarf Tian Ye’s, displaying an air of assumed superiority.

“I know you’re interested in my husband. Granted, my husband is excellent, and his charm is irresistible. Over the years, you’re not the only woman who has taken a fancy to him. But let me be straight, you’d better nip that idea in the bud. If not, I can’t promise that I won’t do anything drastic.”

“Miss Mo, what do you mean by that?” Tian Ye bit her lip.

“I’m not one to mince words. Since you and my husband are classmates,

and you’ve been admitted to the graduate school, I suppose you must be pretty clever.” Mo Weiyi snickered, “There’s been quite a number of news recently about mistresses being beaten up in public. If you don’t understand, you can look it up on the internet to be prepared.”

“You…” Tian Ye’s lips were almost bleeding from her biting them.

She looked at the young and radiant woman in front of her.

With delicate features and a pair of clear cat eyes, devoid of any worldly contamination, her youth was truly remarkable.

Only twenty years old, five years younger than herself, she was still a green university student.

However, her dominant character was indeed sharp and evident.

Probably because she has been pampered since childhood, the pride and flamboyance were hard to conceal in her eyes. Her clothing and appearance were also extravagant, giving off an aura of superiority from head to toe.

Tian Ye inadvertently tightened her grip on her hands.

It took her a while to find her voice, “Miss Mo, you’re overthinking. Yebai and I are merely friends. As a friend, I care for him and hope that he is happy. Now that I know you care so much about him, I can rest assured as a friend. I wish you both happiness.”

Then, she turned around and left immediately.

Mo Weiyi pursed her lips, turned around and headed back to the private room.

…

I spent practically the whole afternoon at the club.

After all, it was well-equipped: from wellness care to restaurants, entertainment… pretty much everything was available.

It was already four in the afternoon when Shi Huan checked the time, “I need to pick up Little Luoluo from school.”

“Alright then, let’s arrange another meet up next time.” Su Wenwen waved with a big smile.

After bidding goodbye to the two of them, Shi Huan left the shopping mall, went to school to pick up Little Luoluo, and then hurried home.

On the way home, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to switch on her mobile phone.

Sure enough, as soon as she turned her phone on, she saw WeChat messages from Chu Xiuhuang that had been sent hours ago.

[I suddenly have a craving for dumplings tonight. Can you make them? I want the ones with pork and cabbage filling.]

Pork and cabbage dumplings?

Shi Huan’s delicate eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

It’s already half-past four now, making dumplings… wouldn’t there be a time crunch?

After considering it for a while, she decided to make a call to report on the situation.

The call went through quickly. Before Shi Huan could speak, Chu Xiuhuang’s voice came chillingly through from the other end, “Well, well, Little Huanhuan, how dare you turn off your phone. Hehe, doing it on purpose, aren’t you?”

“My apologies, Mr. Chu. I just unintentionally pressed it,” Shi Huan quickly replied. Without waiting for his reaction, she immediately went on. “Also, Mr. Chu, making dumplings is rather time-consuming. It’s already half-past four, I’m afraid it might be a bit late….”

“How could it be too late?” Chu Xiuhuang chuckled on.

Shi Huan patiently explained, “We can surely buy ready-made dumpling wrappers and pork filling, but chopping the cabbage will take time, and wrapping the dumplings will too…”

“I’m not in a hurry.”

“But…”

“Actually, you just find it troublesome, right? You must hate me for making additional work, for being unreasonable as a spoiled rich boy, right? And for being hard to please?” Chu Xiuhuang cuttingly interrupted.

Shi Huan really wanted to say, as long as you know.

But thinking about the five times her wage….

She swallowed her words!

Chu Xiuhuang tutted, his tone suddenly gentler, “In fact, it’s just been long since I had dumplings, so I really wanted to have some today. You don’t have rush. Take your time shopping and cooking. I won’t rush you, neither am I in a hurry. Gotta hang up now.”

And then he hung up the phone.

Shi Huan was clearly bewildered.

What’s with Mr. Chu’s mood swings? How can his temper fluctuate from one end to the other?

“Huanhuan, are we having dumplings for dinner?” Little Luoluo curiously asked.

Shi Huan had no choice but to ask her, “Does Luoluo want dumplings?”

“Yes!” Little Luoluo shouted joyfully.

Feasting on Huanhuan’s cooking every day for the past week, each meal was served with a variety of dishes. It was an absolute treat!

“Huanhuan, I want dumplings with celery and pork filling!” Little Luoluo put in her request.

Celery and pork dumplings?

But didn’t Chu Xiuhuang order cabbage and pork dumplings?

“My teacher said that eating more celery can make us taller!”

Upon hearing Little Luoluo’s simplistic reasoning, Shi Huan immediately assured her, “Alright then, I’ll make you dumplings with celery and pork filling.”

After all, they’re all pork fillings. If it comes to it… when Mr. Chu asks about it, she can simply say that the cabbage stuffing was sold out.

“Long live Huanhuan!” Little Luoluo clapped her hands cheerfully.

**

Shi Huan drove to the local market near the neighbourhood to buy a heap of ingredients. As she walked out of the elevator with Little Luoluo, she was totally stunned.

Because standing in the hallway outside her apartment was an all too familiar male figure.

Hearing footsteps, Chu Xiuhuang turned around. First, he lazily blew a smoke ring from his thin lips, then he cocked his long eyebrows, his eyes mischievously sparkling in amusement. With charm radiating off him, he said,” Little Huanhuan, are you surprised to see me?”

“…” In the face of such unexpectedness, Shi Huan stood rooted to the spot, completely speechless.

Wasn’t this a shock rather than a surprise?

Why is he here?