My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 377 - : 377, Home with a Cute Wife

Chapter 377: 377, Home with a Cute Wife

Then, he picked up his phone, dialed a number, and handed it to her, “Ask for yourself.”

Su Wanwan took the phone and a cute voice already came from the receiver, “Uncle Huo?”

“Ziyang, it’s me.”

“Oh, Auntie, you’re with Uncle Huo.”

Even though it was just childish babble, Su Wanwan couldn’t help but feel awkward, “Uh, Ziyang, is there a school event tomorrow?”

Fu Ziyang hesitated, “There is an event…”

However, it required both parents to accompany him, so he had already told his teacher he would not be participating.

“Your Uncle Huo and I will go with you,” Su Wanwan quickly said.

“Huh?” Fu Ziyang seemed unwilling to believe it.

At this moment, Huo Jingshen took the phone, “Ziyang, have Old Liang take you back to Imperial Court first.”

He then hung up the phone.

Su Wanwan:

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As for Fu Ziyang over here.

He sighed like an old man after hanging up the phone, stood up and resignedly started packing his little school bag.

“Ziyang, have you finished your homework?” Mrs. Huo happened to bring a plate of cut fruit over.

“Grandma, Uncle Huo called me and told me to go home immediately.”

“Oh? Why?” Mrs. Huo frowned immediately, “I have some rib soup simmering in the pot, it’s almost ready.”

Fu Ziyang tilted his head, thinking seriously, “Maybe it’s to get Auntie to come home.”

Mrs. Huo:

He’s even using a five-year-old child in order to get his wife to come home?

What absolute idiocy!

So when Old Liang drove Fu Ziyang away, Mrs. Huo lifted the phone and severely chastised someone again.

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Imperial Court villa.

Huo Jingshen hung up the phone, and not long after, Fu Ziyang entered with his little backpack.

The driver, Old Liang, followed behind him.

“Young Master, I dropped off Little Master for you. I’m going back now.”

Huo Jingshen nodded. After Old Liang left, he lifted his hand, patted the little guy’s head, “Did you grow taller again?”

Previously only up to his knees, now he seems as tall as his thigh.

“I’m already five years old.” Fu Ziyang blinked his big eyes, cutely looking at him.

Huo Jingshen raised an eyebrow.

So?

“Uncle Huo.” Fu Ziyang put down his little bag and said with clear pronunciation, “Dad called me today.”

“Oh?”

“Dad said, when the Spring Festival comes, he will bring Auntie to visit me.” After saying this, Fu Ziyang scrunched his little brow, “Uncle Huo, you know who my mom is, don’t you?”

Huo Jingshen’s thin lips curved, “Ziyang, your dad will tell you these things later.”

“Did my mom marry another man?”

Huo Jingshen was taken aback,”…”

“Otherwise, why wouldn’t anyone tell me who she really is?” Fu Ziyang was very clear in his logic, “Dad said mom is beautiful and a big star, but I’ve checked out all of China’s current female stars…”

Huo Jingshen felt another shock.

Checked?

“I found that none of them really look like me. There is only one that somewhat resembles me, but she is 16 years older than me, so it’s not likely.”

He actually understands that much?

Huo Jingshen was left speechless.

“Even if my mom has married another man and had other babies, I won’t bother her. I just want to see what she looks like.” After saying that, Fu Ziyang picked up his little school bag, “Uncle Huo, I’m going upstairs to sleep.”

Huo Jingshen watched the little figure slowly climbing the stairs and suddenly spoke, “Ziyang.”

Fu Ziyang turned around.

“Get up early tomorrow. Your Uncle Huo and Auntie will take you out.”

Fu Ziyang grinned, and puckered up his little mouth, “Okay.”

Huo Jingshen smiled, his voice gentle, “Go to sleep.”

“Goodnight, Uncle Huo.”

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Huo Jingshen made a call to the United Kingdom.

Fu Ziyang was maturing too quickly.

Normally he was quiet and seemed obedient, he wasn’t expected to have thought so much or done so many things in secret.

His future child couldn’t be like this.

After ending the call and returning upstairs, Su Wanwan had just come out from her shower.

Wearing a pink two-piece pajamas, her hair freshly washed and still in a bun at the top of her head, dripping wet.

“Why didn’t you dry your hair?” Huo Jingshen went into the bathroom to retrieve the hairdryer, “Let hubby help you.”

Su Wanwan gave him a look.

Her hair was really long and voluminous, and since there was someone to attend to it, she went over to him.

So Huo Jingshen picked up the hairdryer, turned it to the lowest setting, and had Su Wanwan sit on the sofa with her back to him. Then he gently began to dry his wife’s hair.

At first, Su Wanwan was worried that he would be clumsy and hurt her, but surprisingly, he was pretty skilled.

In no time, lulled by the “whoooool” sound of massaging air, which felt like hypnosis, she closed her eyes and leaned back against him, feeling so comfortable she was on the edge of falling asleep.

Once her hair was mostly dry, Huo Jingshen suddenly spoke up, “When is your TOEFL score going to be released?”

“Next February.”

“When is your final examination?”

After thinking for a bit, Su Wanwan replied, “At the end of next month.”

That meant spending more than another month preparing for the exam, and presumably that he would have to abstain for more than another month.

Huo Jingshen’s eyebrows knitted together instantly, and he inadvertently tugged her hair.

“Ow!” Su Wanwan yelped immediately.

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Huo Jingshen hurriedly released his grip.

A headful of fluffy, raven hair was nearly dry. The thick bunch released a gentle, pleasant fragrance with every upward toss.

Huo Jingshen put the hairdryer aside, looking down at the girl who was lying peacefully with her eyes closed.

The cellphone rang on the coffee table.

He picked up the phone and glanced at the caller ID, his brows tightened even more, “What do you want?”

His tone was sharp.

The other side went quiet for a moment, and then came the voice of Nangong Ci, “Hey, bro, it’s just nine o’clock, why are you in such a rush? Where’s little sister-in-law?”

“She’s preparing for her final exam.” He lied through his teeth.

You f*cking bastard!” Nangong Ci exclaimed, “You know, after your phone call last night, my mother hasn’t stopped nagging me for an entire day.”

“I’m hanging up.”

“No, invite your little sister-in-law to come out for a drink, brother Fu is also here, it’s boring with just men.”

“No.” Huo Jingshen curtly replied, clearly annoyed, before hanging up.

Worried about getting another call, he decided to switch off the phone.

Setting the phone aside, he immediately pulled Su Wanwan into his arms.

He had a warm and charming wife at home while it was freezing outside, why would he go out for a drink?

Of course, the pleasure of proximity with spouses is something those who have been single for thirty years wouldn’t understand.

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The next morning.

A shrill shriek suddenly echoed from their bedroom, “Ah, what time is it now?”

In the warm quilt, the man’s voice was distinctly tinged with the laziness of someone who just woke up, “The sun has been up for a while.”

Su Wanwan blinked her eyes.

What was with this poetic answer when she only asked what time it was?

After checking the time, Su Wanwan asked with a hint of anger, “Weren’t we supposed to accompany Ziyang to his parent-child gathering today? Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“We’re already late.”

“What?”

“The gathering was at nine o’clock in front of the school, and it’s already past ten.” Huo Jingshen said confidently, “So, we don’t have to go now.”

“Isn’t that wrong?” Su Wanwan expressed guilt, “I said on the phone last night that I would take him to the event. It’s not good to lie to kids.”

“He said he didn’t want to go.”

“You’re lying!”

“Don’t worry, Ziyang is very mature. He will understand Uncle Huo and Auntie need time to sleep.”

Su Wanwan:”…”

She could hardly look at Fu Ziyang from now on.

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Fu Ziyang was currently sitting on the living room couch downstairs, exchanging voice messages with Shi Luoluo.

In the end, the little girl asked him, “Fu Ziyang, are you really not going to come to pick strawberries today?”

“Not going.”

“But we have a writing assignment on what we did.”

Fu Ziyang glanced up at the second floor, then said into his phone, “There’s nothing I can do about it. Uncle Huo and Auntie are still sleeping.”

Although he never wanted to participate in such childish activities in the first place.

But last night, Huo Jingshen had specifically asked him to come back early and get up early. So, he had been waiting since 8 AM…

On the other end of the phone, just as Shi Luoluo opened the message sent by Fu Ziyang, Shi Huan showed up carrying a little basket. As a result, she clearly heard this sentence–

“There’s nothing I can do about it. Uncle Huo and Auntie are still sleeping.”

She glanced at the time.

It was already 10:40 in the morning and they were still sleeping?

This…

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Huo Jingshen and Su Wanwan didn’t come downstairs until noon.

After finishing the lunch prepared by the maids, Huo Jingshen started speaking, “Ziyang, your Auntie was too lazy to get out of bed this morning…”

Su Wanwan:

What a jerk, he was the one who couldn’t get enough of her, and now he said she was the one who overslept?