My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 63 - : 063, doted on daughter-in-law

Chapter 63: 063, doted on daughter-in-law

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Su Xueqin gripped the backrest of the chair tightly, yet his voice remained bland, “Haven’t you checked it out at the hospital?”

Su Yuntang didn’t respond.

He stood there, his brow furrowed, a complex and somewhat bewildered expression on his face.

Years ago, Su Xueqin suddenly brought back the swaddled Su Wanwan, saying that Ya Jin had complications in the hospital and died from excessive blood loss. With no relatives or friends, the hospital had to take leave of the child in welfare care, before her ancestors accepted her half a year later.

At that time, it was a critical moment in Su Yuntang’s life and he certainly didn’t expect an unexpected daughter to suddenly emerge.

His eligibility to go to the American Institute was withdrawn by the school, he was questioned by the school leadership as if he were a criminal, and his previous passionate relationship with Ya Jin was also re-exposed by on-lookers. His life rhythm was entirely disrupted.

He especially hated Ya Jin.

This woman nearly ruined his entire university life and to top it off, she couldn’t leave him alone even in death! She had to leave behind a thorn in his life, causing him a lifetime of trouble!

Every time he saw Su Wanwan, it felt as if he was seeing Ya Jin. The obscene images of her being pregnant yet not refraining from having affairs with other men, every memory felt like a dull knife constantly scraping at the bottom of his heart…

As Su Wanwan grew older, her face increasingly resembled Ya Jin’s. They looked almost identical, even the mole at the corner of their eyes was in the exact same spot.

Just like Ya Jin, Su Wanwan was up to no good from a young age; skipping school, fighting, consuming alcohol, dating prematurely, regularly not returning home at night, frequent visitor at the police station…

The inferiority in her bones was truly just like her mother.

His uncontrollable hatred in his heart was just like his uncontrollable disgust towards his daughter, Su Wanwan.

Even now, he got the impression that how could such a woman easily be gone? Even though he has seen the death certificate, he has never been able to believe it…

“You can stop wondering about the past,” Su Xueqin looked at his son, his old voice grimly warning, “I hope you will firmly remember what we have discussed today.”

**

When Su Yuntang returned upstairs, Su Yanyan was already crying up a storm in her room.

“Mom, this trench coat is a new Burberry, I haven’t even worn it once, I didn’t even dare to cut the tags off. Now the buttons are gone after being stepped on, and my shoes, they’ve been crushed! Su Wanwan went too far, she did it on purpose!”

“Alright, alright, Aunt Yang is already cleaning up. Wanwan…”

Seeing Su Yuntang pass by the door, Jiang Yi promptly stood up and chased after him, “Yuntang, Yuntang, are you okay?”

Su Yuntang, however, seemed to have lost his soul and directly went into the bedroom.

“Mom…”

Jiang Yi turned around, “Stop crying, let me check on your father. You go downstairs and get your dresses together, good girl.”

Su Yanyan pouted, looking at the clothes and shoes scattered all over the room, she was about to go crazy from frustration.

She had arranged for her two bridesmaids to come home and try on their dresses tonight, they had plans to take pictures and post them on social media with Xing Yuyun. Now, everything was ruined by that annoying girl!

As she raged downstairs, she suddenly discovered a yellow box on the floor of the entrance hall.

It was the custom dress Su Xueqin had gifted to Su Wanwan. Earlier…Su Wanwan actually didn’t take it with her?

A smirk creeped onto Su Yanyan’s face.

She quickly glanced at the living room, seized the opportunity when the maid wasn’t paying attention, and quietly picked up the gift box and left.

**

The mansion of the Huo family.

Huo Jingshen pulled open the car door, “Get out.”

Su Wanwan tried getting off, somehow her feet went weak, and with a “ah” she leaned forward, about to fall.

Her waist was quickly held by a pair of male hands, and consequently, she found herself in the warm embrace of a man.

Huo Jingshen, with his head lowered, in the dim light of the street lamp, saw that the little lady in his arms was without makeup, her vivid features were childish yet radiant.

“What are you trying to do!” Su Wanwan tried to push him away, scared.

This man, who acted so reserved and remote in front of others, was revealing his true colors in private now, wasn’t he?

Huo Jingshen continued to gaze at her.

The two were very close, his deep black eyes unwavering, his voice low yet discernibly flirty, “You seem fit and healthy, does it still hurt?”

Su Wanwan was stunned for a moment before she understood the implication of his question, she quickly answered, “It hurts.”

“Oh?” Huo Jingshen raised an eyebrow.

“It really hurts, it hurts like hell!” Su Wanwan was indeed in a bit of pain.

But having applied some ointment, the pain was indeed much less than yesterday, but she didn’t dare to say that.

“In that case…” Huo Jingshen’s voice was gentle, “We’ll head upstairs after dinner, and your husband will apply the ointment for you again.”

Su Wanwan:”??? ”

Wait, why the more I listen the more it sounds like…

“Did Ashen and Wanwan get back?” The voice of the old mistress Huo came from within the villa.

Su Wanwan hurriedly pushed Huo Jingshen away, “Grandma.”

Old Mistress Huo was at the door in no time, looking at the glorious couple in front of her, her face was beaming, “Excellent, finally, you’re treating your wife with care. Come on, dinner’s ready.”

Just as they entered the living room, there was a sudden “clank” sound from behind them.

Then the maid’s voice rose, “My God, what happened to the Third Master?”