My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 842 - : 842, I want to divorce him! [Second update]

Chapter 842: 842, I want to divorce him! [Second update]

“Master,” Su Wanwan’s voice was a bit hoarse, “I’m okay.”

“Are you really okay? Have you been crying? Child, you’re still not telling the truth to your master!”

Su Wanwan didn’t say anything.

But it was pretty obvious.

Tang Yiwen softened his tone, “Alright, alright, don’t overthink it. No matter what happens, remember, never hurt yourself. And this isn’t your fault at all; it’s the fault of your irresponsible mother and your ill-intentioned husband! Don’t worry, I will definitely teach them a lesson! I came back this time to support you! So don’t be afraid, even if the sky falls, your master will uphold it for you!”

“Thank you, Master.”

Hearing Su Wanwan’s choked voice, Tang Yiwen was almost heartbroken, “My disciple, Xiaohan has made a lot of dishes you love. It’s getting dark; you should come back soon, so we can eat and drink…”

“Master,” Su Wanwan interrupted him, “I still have something to do here; I’ll come back later.”

“What are you going to do?” Tang Yiwen asked eagerly.

Su Wanwan sniffled, “I want to go ask my grandfather about what happened back then; after that, I’ll come back.”

“Alright, alright, I understand. Just be careful, and remember what I said.”

“Mmm.”

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yiwen immediately stood up, “Quickly, tell me the Su family’s address! Xiaohan! Xiaohan…”

In the busy kitchen, Aunt Han: “…”

**

Su Wanwan hung up the phone, then calmly scanned to pay and got out of the car.

She walked into the residential area.

Despite having not returned here for nearly half a year, it was the home where she had lived for over a decade, and it was deeply familiar to her.

Thus, Su Wanwan slowly walked down the road and finally arrived at the gate of the Su family villa.

…

“Miss?”

Seeing Su Wanwan, who had not been seen for a long time, Aunt Yang was overwhelmed with joy and hurried to bring her inside, offering her slippers.

But Su Wanwan walked straight toward the living room.

“Miss…”

It was dinner time, and there was nobody in the living room.

Su Wanwan followed the sound into the dining room.

As soon as she appeared, the family of three, who had been enjoying a cozy dinner, instantly had a change of expression.

Everyone was surprised.

After all, since she had visited last spring festival with Huo Jingshen to celebrate the new year, Su Wanwan had never returned to this house again.

“Wanwan, why did you come here?” Jiang Yi was the first to stand up with a kind smile, “Have you had dinner? Yanyan just got back from vacation…”

“Where’s my grandfather?” Su Wanwan ignored her, looking straight at Su Yuntang.

“Bang!”

Su Yuntang aggressively set down his chopsticks, “You haven’t come back for half a year, and you still remember you have a grandfather?”

“Is he not home?” Su Wanwan continued to ask, “Or is he in the hospital?”

“Didn’t you see that the family is having a meal?” Su Yuntang answered irrelevantly, “And when your aunt asks you a question, are you deaf? Can’t you understand Mandarin?”

“Enough, Yuntang. We’re all family here; don’t be so standoffish,” Jiang Yi said, smiling as she tried to smooth things over, “Now that Wanwan is here, come sit down and join us for dinner. Auntie Yang, quickly set another place for Wanwan.”

“I’m not eating,” Su Wanwan said with a cold face. “I just want to ask Grandpa about something, and then I’ll leave.”

Su Yanyan couldn’t hold back and spoke up, “Didn’t you see we’re having dinner? If you don’t want to eat, then wait outside! Whatever questions you have can wait until we’re done eating!”

“Yanyan!” Jiang Yi hurriedly silenced her daughter.

Su Yanyan pursed her lips and bowed her head to continue eating her soup.

“Your grandfather is recuperating in the hospital, and it’s not convenient to disturb him. If you have anything to ask, you can ask me,” Su Yuntang said.

“Fine,” Su Wanwan got straight to the point, “I want to know how my mother died!”

At these words, everyone’s face changed in an instant.

Su Yuntang, in particular, seemed like his anger was ignited, his gaze becoming shocked in a flash.

He had never expected that after such a long time away from home, Su Wanwan would return with this question.

In fact, since Su Wanwan began to understand things, she never asked about her mother again.

After all, even a child of a few years would know that such a flirtatious mother was shameless and cared about face.

He slapped the table with a force, “What madness is this late at night? Get out!”

“There’s no need to be so tense. I’ll leave once I get the answer,” Su Wanwan retorted.

Su Yuntang’s face turned the color of iron.

Jiang Yi, trying to be helpful, said, “Wanwan, as far as I know, your mother died in childbirth when you were born. It was because of severe bleeding, and the hospital couldn’t save her…”

“Really?” Su Wanwan scoffed. “If that’s the case, then why is there no grave for her? Why, in all these years, have I never heard Dad mention wanting to pay respects to her…”

Su Yanyan stood up abruptly, “Your mother shamelessly messed around with other men outside, not having a grave is to save her face… Ah!”

Su Wanwan grabbed a glass from the table and hurled it at her.

The wine glass hit her, causing a sharp pain.

The splash of red liquid also stained her white dress blood-red…

“You actually dared to throw a glass at me!” Su Yanyan was both furious and frustrated, wanting to charge forward but Jiang Yi held her back.

So angry that she cursed out loud, “Am I not telling the truth? Do you really let her get away with this just because she has the Huo Family backing her up? Thinking she’s amazing now, aren’t you…”

“Enough!” Su Yuntang stood up. “You want to know how she died? Fine, I’ll tell you now. When she was pregnant with you, she had an affair in a hotel room with another man while she was still my wife, and I caught them in the act! After that, we divorced. I never thought she would go through with the birth, let alone that she would die in childbirth. You were one year old when Dad brought you back from the orphanage! This is how it all happened, got it? If you’ve got it, then get the hell out of here!”

A deathly silence fell over the dining room.

And then.

“So what you’re saying is that you didn’t actually see for yourself that she died, right? Then who told you that she had died?”

Su Wanwan’s questioning made Su Yuntang’s forehead vein throb, “What nonsense are you spouting today? What exactly do you want to know?”

Jiang Yi held her husband, urging him to calm down, “Wanwan, what happened back then was just as your father described. He would never lie to you.”

Su Wanwan: “So you don’t know either.”

But…

How could that be possible?

A person is either dead or alive; the living must be seen, the dead must be found—is everyone a fool?

Everyone had always told her that Ya Jin had long since died. So why did Ya Jin suddenly reappear as Yan Shunhua?

But Su Yuntang’s excited and furious demeanor didn’t seem like that of a liar.

His hatred for Ya Jin had been too evident over the years, and he had even met Yan Shunhua not long ago, seemingly not recognizing her…

“Which hospital is my grandfather in?” Su Wanwan immediately asked.

This matter would probably only be clear to Grandfather.

“To tell you so you can run over and make Grandfather’s condition worse with your anger?” Su Yanyan couldn’t help but interject sarcastically.

Su Wanwan pinched her fingers, just about to speak…

“Little disciple!”

This voice made Su Wanwan startle.

She quickly turned around, “Master, what are you doing here?”

Seeing the strange old man who had just walked in, Su Yuntang frowned deeply, “And who might you be?”

Tang Yiwen, dressed in a Tang suit, strode into the dining room with purpose.

He first looked Su Yuntang up and down from head to toe, “So you’re the good-for-nothing son of Old Master Su?”

He nodded, then murmured under his breath, “No wonder you caught Yan Shunhua’s eye back then.”

“What did you just say?” Su Yuntang’s brows twitched.

Tang Yiwen had already turned around, “And you, are you my little disciple’s wicked stepmother?”

Being labeled a wicked stepmother, Jiang Yi’s complexion almost couldn’t hold, “Old sir, may I ask who you are…”

“And you.” Tang Yiwen finally looked toward the dirty and scruffy Su Yanyan, “You must be my little disciple’s half-sister, right? Not even eighteen and you seduced your future brother-in-law into bed? Even sent photos to purposely agitate my little disciple! You made her leave college in Los Angeles and run back home!”

“You… who the hell are you?” Su Yanyan looked at him, seeing nothing impressive yet utterly rude.

Just now, it seemed like Su Wanwan called him “Master”?

“Who am I? Do I have to tell you just because you asked? Who the hell do you think you are?”

“You… get out!” Su Yanyan, insulted, grew red with anger, “Aunt Yang, get these scumbags out… Ah!”

A ‘smack’ sounded.

Su Yanyan covered her face.

Nobody had noticed because the old man was too quick; by the time Su Yanyan cried out, everyone realized she had been slapped.

Su Yanyan’s expression twisted, “How dare you hit me… Ah!”

Another ‘smack.’

“Yanyan!” Jiang Yi hurried to protect her daughter.

Tang Yiwen withdrew his hand, hands on hips he chided, “My little disciple is your elder sister, by seniority, you should call her ‘sister.’ Who the hell are you calling a skank? Keep disrespecting her like that, and I’ll slap you every time you spout such insolence! If your parents don’t teach you manners, I will!”

Being a martial artist, his slaps were swift and decisive.

Su Yanyan’s cheeks were already marked with bright red handprints, burning hot with pain, tears streaming uncontrollably, yet she dared not utter another word of disrespect.

Jiang Yi, distressed beyond words, “Old sir, my daughter was just speaking out of turn, did you have to be so aggressive…”

“Say another word, and I’ll smack you too!” Tang Yiwen’s arrogance knew no bounds, “Let me tell you, I was the Judo champion of the Greater China region for five consecutive years, twenty years ago. Are you all coming at me at once, or one by one? It’s been a while since I’ve practiced!”

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Jiang Yi: “…”

Absolutely unreasonable!

Who would dare to challenge?

Su Yanyan felt even more aggrieved, only able to cry uncontrollably in Jiang Yi’s arms.

“Enough!” Su Yuntang finally spoke up, “Jiang Yi, take Yanyan down.”

“But…” Jiang Yi looked at Tang Yiwen, hesitating to speak.

“Wanting to ask who I am?”

Tang Yiwen was about to step forward but was held back by Su Wanwan, “Master, I’ve already asked all I wanted to, let’s go.”

“Oh.” Tang Yiwen instantly calmed down.

But before leaving, he couldn’t resist throwing in a final fierce remark, “Let me tell you, my little disciple having me to dote on her is enough. She doesn’t need you bad-hearted family members, nor does she need Yan Shunhua, that mother who’s been evading her for twenty years!”

Having said this, he turned and left, “It’s getting late. Master will take you home for dinner.”

Su Wanwan: “…”

Master and disciple left as they pleased, leaving behind the three members of the family stunned like wooden chickens in the dining room.

The first to snap out of it was Su Yanyan.

“Dad, Mom, what did that man mean by what he said? Something about a real mother? Could it be that Su Wanwan’s real mother has come back? But wasn’t she dead?”

Jiang Yi, shaken by her tug, finally came to her senses and hurriedly looked at Su Yuntang.

But seeing her husband’s equally shocked expression, she suddenly didn’t dare to say a thing.

She just stood there, eyes wide, complexion pale, like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow…

**

Once they were in the taxi, Tang Yiwen let out a sigh of relief, “Little disciple, you weren’t bullied, were you?”

Su Wanwan shook her head.

“That’s my disciple for you, I figured no one would dare bully you!” Tang Yiwen chuckled.

Seeing Su Wanwan quiet, he cleared his throat, “Regarding what happened back then, I am not entirely in the know either, but I don’t think it’s necessary to know all that…”

Quickly changing the subject, “Of course, if you really want to know, you don’t have to ask those scumbags from the Su Family; I can catch Yan Shunhua for you and let you question her thoroughly…”

“I don’t want to see her,” Su Wanwan interrupted him.

“All right, all right, then you won’t see her,” Tang Yiwen hurried to soothe her, “Look, it’s already dark, and you just had a fever. Don’t push yourself and get sick again. Your health is what matters. Let’s go home for dinner…”

“I don’t have a home.”

Tang Yiwen had an ominous feeling, “What nonsense is that, I’ve asked Xiaohan to prepare a whole table of dishes for you, all your favorites…”

“That’s not my home,” Su Wanwan stated, “That’s his home. Everything there belongs to him; it has nothing to do with me.”

Tang Yiwen: “…”

Oh no, he had a very bad feeling.

As expected.

“I want a divorce!”

Once again, Tang Yiwen: “…”