My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 583: 583, the face has become round.

Fu Ziyang lifted his small face, a serious expression on it, “I haven’t gained weight.”

Su Wanwan pinched his chubby cheeks, “Still saying you haven’t, your face has gone round.”

Fu Ziyang: “…”

Fu Qi was rather surprised at the sight.

Since birth, Fu Ziyang had been a very cool kid, seldom showing his emotions or speaking much, and had a severe case of cleanliness obsession.

Because he was rather adorable, Fu Qi naturally loved her nephew. But every time she tried to hug him, he’d show his displeasure.

And that wasn’t just her. Xiu Xin couldn’t get away with it either.

Even if it was Fu Xihan, whenever he reached out to touch him, the kid always seemed uncomfortable.

But now, he was being held and his face pinched by Su Wanwan, and he didn’t seem to be angry at all?

Fu Qi felt her worldview being overturned.

After restraining herself for a while, she smiled brightly, and started to shift the dish with light soup and greens in front of her, “Brother Jingshen likes to eat more vegetables, let’s move this dish over.”

Su Wanwan suddenly blocked her, “No need, my husband has recently been enjoying meat.”

But Fu Qi had already lifted the dish, so she looked at Huo Jingshen, “Brother Jingshen?”

Su Wanwan was also looking at him.

Huo Jingshen gave a couple of coughs, “Fu Qi, put it down.”

Fu Qi pouted, having no choice but to put the dish down.

Su Wanwan, on the other hand, was delighted.

The first round, victory!

“Sir, would you like red wine or champagne?” Aunt Han asked at this point.

Before Huo Jingshen could speak, Su Wanwan’s voice rang out, “What does Miss Fu want to drink?”

“I’ll have the same as Ziyang.” Fu Qi finished, and added somewhat unwillingly, “Brother Jingshen likes red wine, let’s go with red wine.”

Su Wanwan turned to look at the man beside her, her smile insincere, “Husband, didn’t you say that you prefer champagne?”

Huo Jingshen rubbed his temples.

At this point, he would have to admit even if Su Wanwan said he liked to drink plain water!

“Husband?” Su Wanwan narrowed her eyes, her tone prolonged, containing an obvious hint of… warning!

Huo Jingshen had no choice but to give a grunt of acknowledgment, “It’s up to the wife.”

Aunt Han then turned to look at Su Wanwan.

Su Wanwan lifted her chin, her gaze full of defiance as she looked across the table, “Miss Fu, since my husband says it’s up to me, let’s go with champagne.”

Fu Qi: “…”

What else could she say?

Aunt Han quickly popped open a bottle of champagne, brought it over, and filled their glasses.

Su Wanwan lifted her glass, took a sip.

Good.

It tasted nice.

The second round, another victory!

The atmosphere in the dining room finally seemed a bit more normal.

Although it was quiet, most of the conversation was between Su Wanwan and Fu Ziyang.

Near the end of the meal, Aunt Han brought out a fruit platter.

Fu Qi suddenly spoke up, “Aunt Han, didn’t you know that Brother Jingshen is allergic to mango?”

Aunt Han was taken aback.

She had been responsible for taking care of Fu Ziyang since coming to the villa.

Moreover, Huo Jingshen preferred to cook for himself when he was at home.

So she wasn’t really aware of any of Huo Jingshen’s dietary restrictions.

She immediately apologized, “I’m sorry, sir, I’ll go and get other fruits right away.”

“No need.” Huo Jingshen put the fruit plate in front of Fu Ziyang, “I don’t really eat much fruit.”

Aunt Han was just about to sigh in relief.

With a “Pfft”, Su Wanwan couldn’t help but laugh, “Miss Fu, I didn’t know you knew my husband so well, even down to his mango allergy?”

Hehe.

As his wife, even she didn’t know that.

Finally having scored a point, Fu Qi’s smile was rather smug, “After all, I’ve known Brother Jingshen for ten years.”

Ten years?

Hehe.

Su Wanwan smiled sweetly, her eyes full of hidden meaning.

Finally, dinner was over, she stood up, “Miss Fu, you’ve been in Nancheng for quite some time, as your sister-in-law, I’ve been wanting to give you a gift, but I didn’t know what you’d like.”

“You’re too polite, sister-in-law,” said Fu Qi, in a perfunctory tone.

She didn’t believe that Su Wanwan could actually bring her any gifts.

“No offense, Miss Fu, but let’s connect on WeChat. I want to show you the picture of the gift,” Su Wanwan responded.

“What kind of gift?” Fu Qi asked, looking defensive.

“What are you so afraid of? My husband is right here. I wouldn’t dare eat you,” Su Wanwan said jokingly before turning to Huo Jingshen, “Husband, did you see how Miss Fu is treating me?”

Huo Jingshen: “….”

Fu Qi immediately took out her phone and said, “Go ahead and scan.”

Hurry up and scan!

No time for flirting!

Su Wanwan laughed as she took her phone and scanned, then added her as a friend.

When Fu Qi saw the photos that Su Wanwan sent her, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She felt both shock and shame, and it took her some time before she finally managed to ask, “What are you doing sending me these?”

Su Wanwan was startled and then looked at her phone, “Oh, I’m sorry. I sent the wrong photos.”

She seemed to be apologizing, but she was clearly smiling.

Fu Qi was not a fool. She was embarrassed and angry. She finally couldn’t help but cursed, “You’re shameless!”

How could she secretly look at these kinds of photos every day?

The photos Su Wanwan sent were of a man and a woman doing ‘that thing’.

The background looked like a restaurant’s private room, complete with sofa, tables, and chairs. And Su Wanwan even sent several photos at once.

Fu Qi, who grew up sheltered and never dated, was like a blank slate in matters of intimacy. How could she handle such shocking images?

The impact on her was like a frog in the well suddenly witnessing the outside world.

“Sorry, I really sent the wrong photos!” Su Wanwan apologized with an innocent look. “The woman in that photo is my cousin. The man is already married.”

Fu Qi was taken aback.

Su Wanwan continued, “So, do you understand? This is what happens when you’re the mistress! During a family gathering, they hid in a room doing such shameless things. Someone bumped into them, took photos, and now these photos and videos are all over the internet. It’s so embarrassing!”

She looked at Fu Qi’s pale face, “Miss Fu, you are so young and beautiful. Don’t follow my cousin’s path. Being a mistress never ends well. How would your parents react if someone took photos of you and then disseminated them?”

After saying this, she took her phone again and sent several more photos. “There, this is actually the gift I wanted to give you. Miss Fu, you play the violin. After thinking for a while, I decided to gift you a good violin. But I was afraid you might not like it, so I found several ones and took their photos. You can pick whichever you like, that will be your Spring Festival gift as your sister-in-law.”

After doing all this, Su Wanwan put down her phone and said, “Alright, take your time. My husband and I will go home first.”

Fu Qi sat there, letting the two of them walk away.

Because…

She was frightened and confused.

**

As soon as they left the villa gate, Su Wanwan let go of his hand and moved forward on her own.

After a few steps, the man caught up with her and pulled her back by her arm, “Why are you walking so fast?”

Su Wanwan bumped into his chest.

She simply stopped, reached for Huo Jingshen’s arm, leaned down, and bit him.

Huo Jingshen: “….”

He had wanted to endure it.

But then he realized she was really biting him.

He winced in pain, raised his other hand to hold her small chin, and said in a low voice filled with warning, “Let go.”

Su Wanwan loosened her grip, her bright eyes full of anger staring at him, “How did Fu Qi know that you’re allergic to mangoes?”

She’d been married to him for so long and she had no idea about it!

And speaking of allergies, she figured there must have been some kind of reaction on his body. Had Fu Qi seen it?

Huo Jingshen looked at his hand.

There were clear teeth marks, although the skin wasn’t broken and there was no blood. But she had bitten pretty deep.

“That bitch, how dare she wear the same outfit as me!” After saying this, Su Wanwan tugged at the thick fabric of his clothes and stubbornly asked, “Tell me, who looks better in red? Who?”

Huo Jingshen’s mouth twitched, he pulled her hand back, and held her tightly in his arms, said in a gentle, low voice, “Baby, you look the best in red.”

“So, I don’t look good in other colors?” Su Wanwan challenged purposely.

“Baby, you look good in any color,” Huo Jingshen bent down to add, “Of course, you look the best when you’re wearing nothing.”

“….”

Damn it!

He’s taking advantage of the situation again!

Su Wanwan glared at him. Although she felt slightly relieved, she wasn’t ready to let him off the hook so easily.

She stomped her foot and spat, “You bastard, stop buttering me up! How does she know about your mango allergy?”

Huo Jingshen looked down at the two of them, their breaths intertwining, and his voice was magnetic and warm, “We’ve known each other for a while. It’s probably Xihan who told her.”

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