My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 888: 888, is the son’s bed someone else’s bed? [Second Update]

Chapter 888: 888, is the son’s bed someone else’s bed? [Second Update]

The group split into two cars.

Fu Qi looked around and still chose to follow his older brother into the sedan behind.

…

The driver quietly steered the car from the front, and Fu Qi sat in the passenger seat.

A family of three sat in the back.

Without a child car seat, so as soon as they got in the car, Fu Xihan took his little hand, “Ziyang, do you want me to hold you?”

Fu Ziyang sat obediently in the middle, “No need, Uncle Driver, just drive slowly.”

The driver quickly responded, “Yes, young master.”

Fu Xihan then unsurprisingly raised an eyebrow.

The child had always been like this.

Mature beyond his years, independent, and even somewhat aloof.

Perhaps it was because he was left in the care of the butler from birth.

His aged butler…

Over seventy years old, stern, old-fashioned, very serious, so the child he raised was also reticent, stable, very well-behaved.

In any case, it had little to do with his own personality, and even less with Jinghua’s.

Before her amnesia, Huo Jinghua was a high-and-mighty young mistress of the Huo Family, lively and bright as the sun.

After the amnesia, Huo Jinghua remained mentally at the age of five, but her character was still sweet, lovely, and endearing.

Whether with his mother or with him as a father, Fu Ziyang always seemed like an outsider.

As a father, of course, he also hoped his son would be lively, carefree, and able to play with other children his age.

Indirectly because he was busy at work, had many enemies in business, and was entangled in a messy private life, he didn’t have much time to accompany his son as he grew.

Xiu Xin wasn’t Fu Ziyang’s birth mother, and there wasn’t much natural affection between them.

As for Fu Qi, he was still a child who hadn’t grown up…

So, from the age of four, Fu Xihan arranged for Fu Ziyang to board at the best aristocratic kindergarten in the United Kingdom.

Who knew that half a year later, the child’s personality had not improved and had instead become even more reticent.

The teachers said that the child was too smart, too mature, and found the other children’s ideas childish…

In short, he didn’t fit in at all.

Fu Xihan didn’t think much of it; as long as his son wasn’t autistic, that was fine!

Later, after Fu Ziyang snuck onto planes to China to find his mother time and time again, he simply let go and allowed Huo Jingshen to take over.

After all, he trusted that uncle’s character.

And with the Huo Family members in Nancheng, allowing the child to come into contact with relatives more often might lead to improvements.

Indeed, now, nearly a year later, Fu Xihan noticed that Fu Ziyang seemed to have indeed changed.

Although he was still precocious, he appeared much more cheerful than before.

For instance, right now.

“Mom, can I hold your hand?” Fu Ziyang asked proactively.

Huo Jinghua was looking at the scenery outside.

Upon hearing this, she immediately turned around.

When she saw Fu Ziyang sitting between her and Fu Xihan, with his other hand held by Fu Xihan…

She stretched out her hand.

Fu Ziyang appeared composed, but his heart was full of excitement.

He had a mom!

Mom and Dad were each holding one of his hands…

The black sedan travelled slowly and smoothly.

Fu Ziyang’s little face was flushed, “Mom, I’m going to a wedding in a few days.”

“Wedding?” Huo Jinghua cocked her head.

What’s a wedding?

“A wedding is when two people get married and everyone sends their blessings,” Fu Ziyang explained earnestly to his mother.

Huo Jinghua nodded, “Ziyang, you know so much.”

As his mother praised him, Fu Ziyang immediately puckered his mouth and smiled, revealing two adorable dimples.

Huo Jinghua looked at him, a flicker of puzzlement in her starry eyes.

Then, she reached out with her slender white fingers and gently touched Fu Ziyang’s dimples.

“Heartbreaker!”

She exclaimed in surprise, sounding as if she had discovered a new continent, “Ziyang has these too…”

“Of course.” Fu Xihan leaned over and couldn’t resist giving her delicate, jade-like cheek a kiss, “Because you are mother and son.”

Huo Jinghua nodded with a look of understanding, yet confusion.

Because they are mother and son.

That’s why when they smile, they both have those same two little dimples…

Fu Qi, sitting in the passenger seat: “…”

Looking in the rearview mirror at the affectionate and joyous sight of the family of three in the back seat, she couldn’t help but feel as if the entire world had become surreal.

Why has it come to this?

What about Xiu Xin?

What in the world happened?

**

The military residential compound.

At the Huo Family villa, Old Madam Huo had been standing at the entrance waiting ever since she received the news.

Waiting with bated breath, her eyes straining in anticipation.

Every so often, she made a call to Huo Jingshen…

In the end, Huo Jingshen had become helpless, “Grandma, please don’t worry. It’s a workday, and there’s some traffic on the roads.”

“Then let Jinghua speak a word to me first. It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen her…”

Since Huo Jinghua went to the United Kingdom with her parents, they used to video call every time, but since her memory loss, it had been several years since they had seen each other…

Old Madam Huo was burning with impatience, but Huo Jingshen said, “We’re not in the same car.”

Old Madam Huo: “Then hurry up and create a WeChat group, add all of us into it. It’s boring in the car anyway; we can have a group video chat.”

Huo Jingshen laughed, “Jinghua doesn’t have a phone.”

“Then ask that… heartbreaker to join the group. Isn’t he by Jinghua’s side?”

“Grandma.” Huo Jingshen sighed helplessly, “The three of them have just reunited. They didn’t even reply to my message just now.”

“… Alright then.”

After hanging up, Old Madam Huo could only return indoors.

In the living room, Old Master Huo, who had been eagerly anticipating, heard the sound and hurriedly lowered his head, picking up the newspaper he had put aside.

“Are you still reading the newspaper? What’s so interesting to look at all day long? You only care about other countries at war, not about your own granddaughter!” Old Madam Huo couldn’t help but vent her frustration on her husband.

Old Master Huo coughed twice and put down the newspaper. “Where are they now?”

“They just reached Jianguo Gate, and there’s traffic on the road,” Old Madam Huo replied as she took out her phone. “I’ve organized all the questions I need to ask the heartbreaker later. Come, let’s go over them one more time.”

Old Master Huo became impatient, “What’s there to review?”

“Anyway, I’m telling you, if the heartbreaker’s answers aren’t satisfactory later, we absolutely cannot let them go! I have already tidied up the bedroom upstairs.”

Upon hearing that her granddaughter was coming back, Old Madam Huo immediately spent a whole day adding things, and the upstairs bedroom was now decorated like a princess room.

Although Old Master Huo doubted that his granddaughter would stay at their house, he did not stop her and just accompanied Little Old Madam in her busyness.

…

Finally.

40 minutes later, the maid Aunt Xiu, along with a crowd of people, grandly entered the living room.

Old Master Huo sat solemnly in the Taishi Chair, his white eyebrows furrowed, his eyes sharp and piercing.

Old Madam Huo had also kept a stern face until…

Following Huo Jingshen’s cue, Huo Jinghua called out, “Grandpa, Grandma, I’m Jinghua.”

Old Madam Huo’s nose tingled and her eyes reddened. “Jinghua.”

She held Huo Jinghua’s hand, her voice choked with emotion.

Her granddaughter was just as beautiful as she remembered, but those eyes—so pure and bewildered—were too innocent and naive.

Remembering what Huo Jingshen said about her experiencing extreme trauma which caused her brain injury and her memory to remain at the age of five, she instantly felt overwhelmed.

All the imaginings and presuppositions couldn’t match the heartache brought on by seeing her in person.

…

Upon seeing the elders cry, Huo Jinghua immediately stretched out her small hand to wipe away the tears, “Grandma, don’t cry.”

“That’s enough, stop crying.” Old Master Huo said, his gaze already shifting towards someone else.

Somewhat surprised.

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He had expected to see a somewhat sleazy middle-aged man, but unexpectedly…

A flicker of surprise flashed through his eyes.

The so-called “beauty is righteousness” rang true upon seeing Fu Xihan, a man of fine appearance; truth be told, any prejudices he had instantly lessened.

Old Madam Huo felt the same way.

She had had nightmares the past two nights, dreaming of a ragged middle-aged man doing all sorts of indecent acts to her granddaughter…

Now, seeing how young he actually was, with a tall stature, an upright figure, and a distinguished aura, her worries eased considerably.

That face was excessively handsome.

On second thought, it made sense. Fu Ziyang was so attractive and Fu Qi was a little beauty, so how could their brother, Fu Xihan, possibly be anything less?

I must have been blinded by anger to have such irrational thoughts.

Even if the first impression was good, considering the tragic experiences of their granddaughter, the two elders certainly wouldn’t show him a pleasant face.

Huo Grandma gave a look, so with the support of his cane, Huo Grandpa stood up and asked, “You are Fu Xihan?”

Since getting out of the car, Fu Ziyang had actively reached out his little hands, holding onto his mom and dad on each side.

Fu Xihan had no choice but to let his son lead him into the living room by hand.

This was also his first time at the Huo Family home, but he was more concerned that Huo Jinghua, due to her amnesia, might be scared…

But contrary to his expectation, upon entering the room, Huo Jinghua was much calmer than he imagined.

At this moment, all he could do was to keep holding hands and respond, “Hello Huo Grandfather, Huo Grandmother. I am Fu Xihan, Jinghua’s husband.”

He spoke with an air of righteousness.

Huo Jingshen sat on a couch to the side, casually crossing his legs, remaining silent.

As expected.

“Husband?” Huo Grandfather snorted coldly, “Show me the marriage certificate.”

Su Wanwan felt a twitch in her eyelid.

The old man was really harsh, actually demanding to see the marriage certificate?

Huo Jingshen’s thin lips also curved slightly.

As for Fu Xihan…

He cast a glance at someone who took pleasure in others’ misfortune and calmly said, “I brought Jinghua back this time to get our marriage certificate in Nancheng. It’s our first visit today and I wasn’t fully prepared…”

“If that’s the case, how did Ziyang come into existence?” Huo Grandfather cut in without buying any of it.

Fu Xihan maintained his composure, “The situation is a bit complicated, and indeed, it was my fault, but everything has already been resolved now.”

Huo Grandfather scoffed, “How complicated can it be? Tell me.”

Fu Xihan glanced at those present, then opened his mouth indifferently, “In that case, Grandfather, may I have a word with you in private?”

Huo Grandfather: “…”

You brat, you want to talk in private?

Is this big living room not enough for you?

“Alright, alright,” intervened Huo Grandma quickly, “then go to the study.”

After all, the living room was indeed quite full at the moment, especially with Ziyang present; some things were not suitable for the child to hear.

“Okay.”

Fu Xihan nodded in agreement.

He let go of his hand and was just about to follow the grandfather to the study when his arm was grabbed.

Huo Jinghua held onto him tightly, “You heartbreaker, don’t go.”

Seeing his granddaughter’s dependence on Fu Xihan, Huo Grandfather’s frown deepened.

This guy must have been feeding Jinghua a lot of “love potion” behind their backs!

“I will be right back,” said Fu Xihan. “Ziyang, take good care of Mommy.”

“Okay,” Fu Ziyang immediately nodded.

His little hand held onto his mother’s hand tight, gazing at her with longing eyes.

Huo Jinghua looked at her son, then at him.

“Good boy,” Fu Xihan pinched the center of her hand and spoke again, “Ziyang, why don’t you take Mommy up to your room and show her around?”

Fu Ziyang’s eyes brightened, “Mommy, I’ll take you upstairs.”

And so, Huo Jinghua was led upstairs by her son.

Yet she kept looking back with every step…

Su Wanwan felt like she was witnessing a scene reminiscent of “The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl”… cough cough.

…

After Fu Ziyang had taken Fairy Mommy upstairs, Fu Xihan followed the two elders into the study.

In the living room, for a moment, only three people were left: Su Wanwan, Huo Jingshen, and Fu Qi.

Perhaps knowing that she was the third wheel, Fu Qi immediately took out her phone and started to browse.

Su Wanwan glanced at her and asked in a low voice, “Where have they been staying these days?”

“There are plenty of rooms in the villa next door.”

“Right,” Su Wanwan nodded.

She had almost forgotten, after deciding to settle down in Nancheng, Huo Jingshen had bought the next-door villa. It had always been occupied by Fu Qi and Fu Ziyang, with servants to take care of them.

Now that Fu Xihan and Huo Jinghua had also returned, the little guy could finally enjoy the company of his parents.

**

Inside the blue starry sky-themed children’s room upstairs.

Huo Jinghua was led in by Fu Ziyang.

In fact, this bedroom was designed by Granny Huo, and Fu Ziyang only stayed here occasionally when he visited.

As for the style…

He didn’t like it that much.

But he still took his mom, Wanwan, on a serious tour.

After the full introduction, Huo Jinghua expressed her admiration, “Ziyang, your room is so beautiful!”

Hearing this, Fu Ziyang smiled, “Mom, do you like it?”

“I like it.” Huo Jinghua nodded, “This teddy… so cute.”

She pointed at the pink teddy bear on the bed.

Fu Ziyang immediately toddled over, grabbed the teddy bear, and handed it to her, “Mom, this is for you.”

Huo Jinghua happily accepted without any hesitation, “Thank you.”

Fu Ziyang’s smile became even brighter.

He quickly went over again, opened the small fridge in the corner, took out a bottle of Coke, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to Huo Jinghua, “Mom, have some Coke.”

Huo Jinghua took a sip and said, “Thank you.”

Fu Ziyang then quickly found a bag of cotton candy, opened it, and held a piece up to Huo Jinghua’s mouth, “Mom, eat some cotton candy.”

Huo Jinghua opened her mouth, chewed slowly, and finished it, “Thank you.”

One daring to give, the other daring to eat.

Normally, it should be the mother taking care of the son, but it seemed the roles had completely reversed, yet neither of them felt anything amiss…

They were in perfect harmony and tranquility.

Until…

“Ziyang, I want to go find the heartbreaker.”

Heartbreaker?

Fu Ziyang tilted his little head, thought for a moment, and then understood that the “heartbreaker” his mom mentioned was Dad.

“Dad is talking with Great Grandpa… no, that’s not right.” Fu Ziyang felt he should correct himself, and drawing from his wealth of knowledge, he quickly said, “Dad is talking with Great Grandpa and Great Grandma.”

“But, I need to find the heartbreaker because Mom is a bit tired…” Huo Jinghua stretched her hand to rub her eyes, feeling her eyelids almost too heavy to keep open.

Because it was her first time on a plane and also because she had to visit Grandpa and Grandma, her elder brother, sister-in-law, and her son…

The night before, Huo Jinghua was so excited she hardly slept, preparing lots and lots of things.

And then she didn’t get much rest on the plane because it was unfamiliar.

Now, add to that the time difference between the United Kingdom and China…

In short, she could barely keep herself together.

Fu Ziyang immediately walked over, patting his little bed, “Mom, if you’re tired, you can sleep here.”

“But…” Huo Jinghua frowned slightly, hesitating.

The heartbreaker had said she shouldn’t sleep just anywhere outside, and especially not just any bed…

Is her son’s bed considered just any bed?

“Mom, I’ll spread out the blanket for you.” Fu Ziyang was already taking action.

Huo Jinghua: “…”

She was really too tired.

Finally, unable to resist, she put down the snacks in her hand and compliantly lay down on the small bed.

Fu Ziyang quickly climbed up too, lying next to his mom.

This was the first time he had lain with his mom since he was born.

He felt a bit excited.

Smelling the sweet scent of his mom, Fu Ziyang couldn’t help but ask, “Mom, do you like me?”

Huo Jinghua was a bit sleepy.

Fu Ziyang waited a long time and finally got her response, “Of course, I do.”

“I like Mom too.” Fu Ziyang immediately relaxed.

He had thought maybe Mom didn’t like him because she wasn’t talking much.

“Mom, I will protect you with Dad.” Fu Ziyang declared.

Huo Jinghua, with her eyes closed, said, “… okay.”

She was just too tired.

But Fu Ziyang was still full of energy, “Mom, then will you ever leave me again in the future?”

Upon hearing this, Huo Jinghua opened her eyes.