My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 201: 201, killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of your own

Chapter 201: 201, killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of your own

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“Is this the eldest granddaughter of the Su family?” Mr. Chu strokes his beard, “Last time I saw her, she was just a little girl. How did she grow up so fast?”

He looks at Su Wanwan, jealousy increasing with each glance.

The young girl had bright and white teeth and was dressed simply, carrying a refreshing air about her. In contrast, his grandson’s companions were flashy, tacky women, none of which pleased him.

Just then, Huo Jingshen and Fu Ziyang walked in.

Upon seeing Fu Ziyang, Mr. Chu’s envy deepened, his voice raised several decibels. “Why… has the child grown so much?”

The Huo and Chu families, residing in the same courtyard, shared similar circumstances. Both had lots of grandchildren, now of age, and yet none of them had settled down. As a result, both families often compared their grandchildren, much to the neighborhood gossip.

Feeling pleased about receiving an unexpected birthday gift from his eldest grandson, Mr. Chu had strutted over to rub it in Mr. Huo’s face. Alas, the tables were now turned, and he was the one feeling envious.

Sometimes you hurt yourself to defeat the enemy!

“This is not Ashen’s son.” Mrs. Huo explained, laughing. “It’s his friend’s kid. He’s been living with him while studying in Nancheng.”

“So that’s how it is,” Mr. Chu said with relief. However, there was still something that…

“Why is this boy and Ashen look so alike?”

Mr. Huo, who had been quiet all along, looked at Fu Ziyang with a deep frown.

Mrs. Huo continued to explain, “They both look handsome. Of course, they look alike!”

“So that’s how it is. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…” Despite laughing, Mr. Chu silently lamented. Handsome? Are they as handsome as my Ahuang? Do they?

“Xiuhuang should be coming soon.” Huo Jingshen interjected.

Hearing that, Mr. Chu snorted loudly, “Give me a break! That unfilial grandson of mine, gallivanting around with no regard, playing the field. Not a single decent girl among them, all internet celebrities, models, actresses… Can such women be trusted?”

“That’s not good. They can’t be depend on!” Mrs. Huo added. “When choosing a bride, one should choose someone like Wanwan, a college student, pretty, and responsible. Ashen indeed has good taste. It was love at first sight for them. Ha ha ha ha.”

Su Wenwen: “=, = ”

“Ah.” Mr. Chu clucked his tongue in disapproval, “Ashen and Ahuang have grown up together. How come their taste in women is so different?”

Su Wanwan once again, “=, =”

Laughing at the praise for her grandson, Mrs. Huo consoled the old man, “You shouldn’t worry. Isn’t Xiuhuang younger than Ashen?”

“Younger by what, only by two months! He’s about to be thirty!”

“Mr. Chu, for someone like Xiuhuang, you should arrange more blind dates.” Huo Jingshen suggested seriously. “He lacks experience, and all his girlfriends aren’t dependable. The family elders should intervene.”

“Ashen has a point.” Mrs. Huo agreed right away, “Just like our Nuanyang, nearly twenty-nine and still without a girlfriend. He blushes and stammers around women… So I often ask elder friends to introduce him to girls with good backgrounds.”

However, this only aggravated Mr. Chu further, “Speaking of which, a friend’s granddaughter just returned from studying abroad. A good girl, well-mannered. But you know what he did? On their first date, he suggested going to a hotel! My friend gave me an earful over the phone. He completely tarnished my reputation! Seriously, what sins did the Chu family commit to end up with such a rascal? That’s it! I have to call him right away; this little scoundrel is going to be the death of me…”

The angrier Mr. Chu grew, the more he felt the urge to leave.

After Mr. Chu left, Huo Jingshen let out a low chuckle.

Su Wanwan:

Has he just retaliated against Chu Xiuhuang?

It’s stressful to be his friend. This old man is petty and holds grudges.

“Ashen.” Mr. Huo suddenly called in a stern tone, “Follow me to the study.”

“Old man, it’s past six o’clock, almost dinner time, and you want to talk about work?!”

Mrs. Huo shot her husband a glance, “You guys start eating.”

Huo Jingshen rose, “Grandma, you, Wenwen, and Ziyang start eating. Ziyang, this is your great-grandmother.”

“Hello, great-grandma.” Fu Ziyang said obediently, before turning to Mr. Huo, “Hello, great-grandpa.”

“Good, good, good. Let’s go, I’ll take you to have something delicious.” Mrs. Huo fondly held his little hand, “Wenwen, let’s go have dinner.”

“Okay.”

Fu Ziyang, with his beautiful looks, polite manner, yet childish voice, was already five years old and well-behaved. Mrs. Huo liked him a lot.

Soon, Mr. Huo and Huo Jingshen came in from outside.

Once they had taken their seats, Mr. Huo stared blankly at the well-behaved Fu Ziyang for a long time without making a move.

“Husband, what’s wrong?”

Snapping back to reality, Mr. Huo finally reached for his chopsticks.

“What were you thinking about? You looked so absent-minded.” Mrs. Huo said with a laugh, “Go on, bring over the red envelope..”