The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Nalan Chunbo closed the door behind him and looked at the fifty dollars in his palm. He scoffed and put the note on top of the shoe cabinet at the door, only to turn back not long after to keep it in his wallet.

He knew what the way the girl looked at him meant, but a person like him did not deserve to be happy.

So he would rather not waste the girl’s time.

Wen Shan stayed outside the door for some time then let out a sigh. She turned to look at the closed door and yelled loudly, “Let me buy you a meal someday, Papa Nalan. To thank you for helping me.” Not wanting to give Nalan Chunbo the chance to turn her down, Wen Shan left his place quickly.

Nalan Chunbo heard Wen Shan and was speechless.

Such a persistent little girl.

Nalan Chunbo sat down in front of his desk and switched on his laptop to send an email to resign from the position of Asia Pacific Regional Head of International Bank.

Nalan Chunbo leaned against his chair with his eyes closed after hitting “send” on his laptop. He needed some time to figure out who he really was, and what he really wanted to do.

Meanwhile, Ye Yuwei and Gu Juexi were still stuck in the woods. Ye Yuwei was dozing off in Gu Juexi’s arms as night fell.

Gu Juexi found some fruits to eat. Ye Yuwei had a few and noticed that the fruits only quenched thirst but not hunger.

“Get some sleep if you are tired. We will have to cross the swamp if help doesn’t come by tomorrow,” said Gu Juexi who snuggled into Ye Yuwei while looking at the moon.

Crossing the swamp was the worst and last option they had and Gu Juexi would never choose it unless necessary.

Ye Yuwei shook her head and refused to sleep.

“I miss Xixi and Xicheng,” said Ye Yuwei softly. She felt cold even with Gu Juexi’s coat covering her.

Gu Juexi lowered his head to kiss Ye Yuwei’s forehead. He missed his kids too, especially his daughter who threw tantrums a lot. He couldn’t imagine how many times his daughter had thrown tantrums these past few days.

“Speaking of kids, can’t you be nicer to Xicheng?” Ye Yuwei looked at Gu Juexi and asked, and he frowned. He couldn’t seem to recall abusing his son.

“Define nice. Shower him with hugs and kisses?”

“That’s how you are with your daughter,” Ye Yuwei complained.

“She is a girl,” said Gu Juexi naturally.

Ye Yuwei fell silent as she couldn’t argue with that logic. “He respects and admires you,” tried Ye Yuwei again. She was merely stating a fact.

“He admires me, but he certainly does not respect me.” Knowing his own son well enough, Gu Juexi corrected Ye Yuwei. Of course the little boy admired him, but respect? How could he threaten him with the divorce certificate all the time if he respected him?

Ye Yuwei was so mad at Gu Juexi’s indifferent attitude that she didn’t know what else to say. Why couldn’t this father and son just get along?

“Things would be different if you used even 10% of the patience you have for Xixi on him.”

He had been patient with him! Not to mention that he hadn’t even kicked that little brat once simply because he was his own son.

But Gu Juexi was not going to tell Ye Yuwei what he thought.

“Never mind that little brat, alright? He won’t die just because I don’t shower him with hugs and kisses. I will teach him everything I can and that should be enough for him to live a better life than I did. He should live his own life, but I promise to correct him for every mistake he makes,” Gu Juexi looked at Ye Yuwei as he said, “I can’t raise him the way I raise my daughter, and he wouldn’t want us to pamper him either.”

Gu Juexi was confident about his son and was not worried at all about him.

Ye Yuwei wrapped her arms around Gu Juexi’s neck and kissed his chin. “I feel that you have always had confidence in him.”

“Of course, he’s my son,” Gu Juexi said proudly.