My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 383: 383, the carefree Little Princess

Chapter 383: 383, the carefree Little Princess

As soon as the car left the villa, Chen Jin couldn’t help but ask, “Uncle Liu, what did that woman want with Miss Mo?”

Uncle Liu chuckled, “These are things we servants would not know.”

Chen Jin’s face showed a trace of awkwardness.

In fact, she knew that the servants who walked around the villa every day must know everything about their masters.

The reason they kept silent was simply to guard against outsiders.

Yes, outsiders.

After all, she was an outsider.

Chen Jin lowered her head, repeatedly reminding herself inwardly, not to be nosy, not to overthink, and certainly not to overstep.

**

The toasty living room was brightly lit like daylight.

The expensive crystal chandeliers cast a radiant glow on the room, making Mo Weiyi’s pretty little face look as smooth and delicate as a peeled boiled egg.

Hearing footsteps, Mo Weiyi turned around.

She was a little startled when she saw Xiao Zhiwei.

They hadn’t seen each other for a few months since their last hospital encounter, she didn’t expect such a drastic change.

Her hair was thin, brittle, and glued to her scalp as if she hadn’t washed it in months.

Her face was bruised with a band-aid on the corner of her mouth, as if she had been beaten up.

She walked with a limp and didn’t even bother changing into indoor slippers, leaving two distinct footprints on the clean floor.

Her entire body was shockingly thin, as if she had suffered some inhumane torture.

But…how?

With her temperament, who could have mistreated her?

So, Mo Weiyi immediately said with a serious look on her face, “Xiao Zhiwei, it’s only been a short while since I last saw you, and you’ve turned yourself into a ghost?”

Although she didn’t like Xiao Zhiwei, the impression of Xiao Zhiwei in the past had been one of cold, aloof demeanor.

Even when she was in the hospital after a miscarriage, she still resembled a porcupine covered in spikes.

This was the first time Mo witnessed such a pitiful sight of her, she couldn’t even recognize her.

Xiao Zhiwei didn’t say anything.

Her eyes were filled with waves of madness, poisoned and becoming deeper and more intense.

She had been imprisoned for a whole week, undergoing all kinds of physical and psychological torture in jail.

However, despite being tortured, she adamantly denied giving orders to Song Quan, in the end, they had no choice but to release her.

The first thing she did after getting out was to find Xiao Yebai, but she couldn’t even get through to him on the phone.

During her hospitalization, he didn’t visit her once…

She had been waiting in the cold wind for so long that she was almost numb with cold, but now looking at Mo Weiyi, living in this luxurious, warm villa, dressed impeccably from head to toe, her expression so innocent and radiant.

She looked like a carefree little princess.

Xiao Zhiwei raised her foot, clenched her fist, and stepped toward Mo Weiyi.

She surged forward and violently raised her right hand.

Noticing the agitation in her eyes, Mo Weiyi had an early hunch of hostility.

She immediately grabbed her wrist, “What are you doing? Have you gone mad?”

Xiao Zhiwei appeared truly mad, struggling vigorously, exerting all her strength.

Mo Weiyi, being physically weak, was pushed back and almost fell over.

“Princess.”

The first thing Mo Weiyi said after she stabilized herself was, “Aunty Zhou, get her out of here now!”

This is absurd!

She actually came over in the middle of the night wanting to start a fight?

Xiao Zhiwei remained silent and tried to advance and hit her again.

Thankfully the servants had already reacted, two of them restrained her and started pulling her out.

Xiao Zhiwei grimaced in pain as her bruised arm was tugged, her face turned green, and she broke into a cold sweat.

Yet, despite this, she continued to struggle, refusing to leave.

Until a series of footsteps could be heard.

“Xiaobai!” Mo Weiyi immediately shouted, “Your sister has gone crazy!”

Hearing this name, Xiao Zhiwei finally stopped resisting.

Mo Weiyi ran over to Xiao Yebai, held onto his arm, and complained piteously, “She’s gone mad and tried to hit me as soon as she came in! It scared me to death!”

Xiao Yebai’s eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and he took off his glasses, making his handsome features even sharper.

Briefly closing his eyes, he said, “You go upstairs first.”

“Oh.” Mo Weiyi glared at Xiao Zhiwei, obediently turned around, and was about to go upstairs.

“Don’t go! Stay right there!” Xiao Zhiwei finally spoke, her throat sounding dry and hoarse, as if she was straining to speak.

Mo Weiyi stopped in her tracks.

She turned around.

Lifting her chin, a sneer appeared in her dazzling eyes, “Xiao Zhiwei, do you know what you look like now? You are a lunatic! A total lunatic!”

Xiao Zhiwei’s eyes were blazing with crazed fury, “If it weren’t for you, would I end up like this?”

Mo Weiyi rolled her eyes dismissively, too lazy to argue more with a lunatic, “Anyway, Xiaobai is here now. After you finish your piece, please get out of my house right away, and never come back again!”

No longer wanting to look at her again, Mo Weiyi quickly turned and went upstairs after he finished saying this.

**

Xiao Yebai didn’t return until an hour later.

Mo Weiyi was sprawled out on the large carved bed in the bedroom, reading a book. She had finished taking a bath and was currently dressed in a fluffy, loose nightgown. Her snow-white legs were propped up, and a thick English textbook lay before her.

Upon seeing him, Mo Weiyi pushed herself up immediately, “Xiaobai, has your sister left yet?”

“Yes, she’s gone back to Tongcheng.”

“That’s good.” Mo Weiyi wrinkled her small nose, “Is your sister mentally ill? It seemed like she was injured. Don’t her parents care about her? Why should we be troubled just because she got into a predicament? Was she beaten up? Has she offended someone?”

Xiao Yebai walked straight towards the bathroom, “I’m going to take a bath first.”

“…Okay.”

Having not gotten the answer she wanted, she figured that Xiaobai was reluctant to talk too much about it.

After all, in the past four years, even though Xiao Zhiwei was studying in Canada, she had caused quite a few problems, and each time, it was Xiaobai who cleaned up the mess.

She hadn’t expected that even after returning to China, Xiao Zhiwei still didn’t know how to behave!

With a relative like this, Xiaobai truly had eight lifetimes of bad luck!

Mo Weiyi shook her head, then resumed reading her book.

**

Monday morning.

Mo Weiyi arrived at school early in the morning and took part in the flag-raising ceremony.

During the ceremony, the students around her kept glancing at her and discussing among themselves.

The usually majestic and charming school beauty seemed to have completely changed recently. Not only did she attend school every day, but she was also always carrying a backpack and reading an English book even while walking…

Astonishing!

After the flag-raising ceremony, Mo Weiyi headed straight for the journalism department building.

On Monday morning, Su Wanwan had two English classes. That meant she get to sit-in again!

As she walked into the classroom, the other students were already accustomed to her habit of visiting frequently, so they didn’t react much.

The two of them took their usual seats by the window. However, the class teacher, Li Mochou, arrived before they did.

“Su Wanwan, Su Wanwan, could you step outside for a moment?”

Mo Weiyi hurriedly asked her, “Did you get into trouble again?”

Su Wanwan:

She hadn’t made any mistakes recently.

Could it be that Huo Jingshen came to the school again?

Damn it!

Su Wanwan went out of the classroom in silence. To her surprise, as soon as she got into the elevator, the class teacher asked her, “Do you know Zan Song?” Zan Song?

Su Wanwan felt that this name sounded familiar, but she did not know the person.

The class teacher said, “He specifically mentioned your name and said he wanted to see you. I thought it was something serious. Come with me first.”

“Oh.”

Su Wanwan obediently followed the class teacher to his office.

As the door opened, a man and a woman were sitting on the sofa inside.

The woman was stylishly dressed but was wearing large sunglasses that nearly covered her entire face, making it impossible to recognize who she was.

“Thank you, Teacher Wang.” The man’s voice was loud, “Could we speak with Ms. Su alone for a few minutes?”

The class teacher nodded, turned around, and left.

As soon as the door closed, the woman lifted her hand to remove her sunglasses, revealing a pair of slightly haggard but beautiful apricot eyes.

Lu Zixi?

Su Wanwan blinked, “What do you want to see me for?”

“Miss Su.”

Lu Zixi stood up, her voice was as melodious as a bird’s song, standing tall and graceful.

Just like the enchanting woman on the TV screen, but she looked panicked and somewhat haggard.

She asked, “The child we met at the movie theater that day, what’s your relationship with him?”

Su Wanwan was at a loss, “Are you referring to…Ziyang?”

“So his name is Ziyang.” Lu Zixi seemed quite agitated all of a sudden and asked again, “What’s your relationship with him?”

“He calls me auntie.”

Lu Zixi nodded, “How much do you know about what happened back then?”

“What happened back then?” Su Wanwan was still at a loss.

Lu Zixi was taken aback and looked at Zan Song.

After a brief exchange of glances, Lu Zixi asked, “Wasn’t it your intention to take him to see me that day?”

“You got it wrong.” Su Wanwan’s face fell, “That day we just went to the movies, and Ziyang just mistook you for someone else.”

“Mistook me for someone else?” Lu Zixi shook her head, “No, that’s impossible. It couldn’t be.”

Su Wanwan frowned, “What do you people really want?”

Lu Zixi hurriedly asked, “Is he five years old this year?”