TGLC Chapter 16.1

Duan Zihui: “…”

He didn’t expect her to actually answer his question.

This woman is still as sharp-tongued as before.

He heard her say, “I don’t care. We’re not leaving. You can come or not. We just like it here.”

Just then, Zhuzhu pushed the door open and saw that the atmosphere between her parents seemed off. She clutched the new blue-haired plush toy her father had bought her and asked with a puzzled look.

“Mom and Dad, what were you two whispering about in there?”

Xie Qingyu’s first reaction was to refute, but she didn’t say it secretly.

After moving her lips, she said angrily, “Your Dad told you to go home with him. Are you willing to leave Mom and follow your Dad?”

Leave?

Zhuzhu: “Where to?”

Seeing her daughter seemed somewhat interested, Xie Qingyu’s expression suddenly changed.

She asked, “Are you willing to leave Chongchong and your good friends from kindergarten and go live in an unfamiliar city?”

Zhuzhu shook her head and refused: “No. People who leave their hometowns are truly pitiful.”

Leaving their hometowns?

Is this the correct way to use the idiom?

Xie Qingyu and Duan Zihui expressed the same doubt.

Unaware that she’d misused the idiom, Zhuzhu continued, “Anyway, Dad, we won’t go with you.”

“There are two of us. If there’s a vote, you should come, not me and Mom.”

Xie Qingyu crossed her arms and said coldly, “Who wants to go with you? If you want to go, go with your Dad.”

Zhuzhu trotted over, threw the doll into Xie Qingyu’s arms, and then coquettishly hugged her thighs: “I’m Mommy’s baby. Wherever Mommy goes, I go.”

The negotiation ended unhappily for Duan Zihui.

Duan Zihui returned to the hotel, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, so he called Xu Yi again.

Xu Yi was just about to go to bed when he saw it was his call, so he answered it.

“How is your child? Is she okay?”

Duan Zihui looked at the night view outside the window and said, “It’s okay. The ball just hit her forehead.”

Xu Yi: “That’s good.”

Duan Zihui was in a bad mood and said in a bad tone, “Come out for a drink.”

Xu Yi glanced at the door, which was barely open, and flatly refused: “No. A man like me with a wife and child should stay home tonight.”

His words were meaningful, obviously meaning that Duan Zihui had no one to accompany him and had to be alone.

Duan Zihui was mocked by him, so he naturally mocked him back without hesitation.

“You’ve been playing the pig-eating-tiger game here for the past few years, and you’ve become quite addicted. Do you think it’s so good to hide behind a woman and live off her? Your wife must have always thought that you were just a frustrated, low-class singer. Does she know your true identity?”

Xu Yi’s words turned cold: “I changed my name and surname a long time ago, and I have nothing to do with the Chen family. I am willing to coax my wife and child, and that’s my pleasure.”

The surname Xu is his mother’s surname.

To a certain extent, he was not lying to Yan Zhen.

“Old Mr. Chen is dying. You are his only son. Sooner or later, the Chen family will come looking for you.”

Xu Yi said indifferently, “Then, wait until he dies.”

Then, he hung up the phone without hesitation.

Duan Zihui and Xu Yi were childhood friends. Xu Yi’s father had an affair. When he was in college, his mother couldn’t stand the provocation of the pregnant mistress and chose to commit suicide.

His father was so busy expecting his mistress to give birth to a son that he didn’t even go back to see his wife for the last time.

After that, Xu Yi severed ties with the Chen family and took his mother’s surname.

After all, they grew up together and went to the playground together when they were young. Duan Zihui occasionally kept in touch with him and knew that he had moved around a lot after graduation. Later, their contact dwindled, and he had no idea where he was. He had no time to care about him and only saw him occasionally when the old brothers met.

Until some time ago, Xu Yi called him.

When he investigated Xie Qingyu, he also investigated him and found out that he was married to a wife and child and that he was currently mainly helping out at the winery run by his wife.

Although he criticized Xu Yi, he had to admit that Xu Yi understood life better than he did. At least, Xu Yi was now living the life he wanted.

A wife, a child, and a warm home.

Duan Zihui hadn’t felt that he needed anything before, but now he actually felt a little envious.

 

 

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