The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Wen Shan was surprised when he got her a visa. It was probably the fastest she had ever got a visa.

Wen Shen’s mind was blank until she reached the plane. “Where are we going?” Wen Shan finally asked, blinking dazedly.

Nalan Chunbo held her hand tightly since it was a little cold in the plane. He covered Wen Shan with a blanket with his other hand.

He did not know how to take care of Wen Shan but he knew how to take care of Xixi, so he would apply the same methods to take care of Wen Shan.

She called him Papa Nalan anyway, so there was nothing wrong with taking care of her like she was a little girl.

“You’ll know when we get there,” Nalan Chunbo replied and pressed her head to his shoulder gently. “You have been worrying all afternoon, rest now.”

It was fine if Nalan Chunbo did not tell her, she trusted him somehow. Wen Shan stifled a yawn, suddenly realizing how tired she was when he mentioned it. She had been tense ever since she had seen that little devil today. Wen Shan’s eyelids became heavier when she noticed Nalan Chunbo looking at her in concern. She could rest while he watched over her.

Nalan Chunbo watched Wen Shan fall asleep, his gaze tender. He could not take his eyes off her.

The place he took her to was none other than his mother’s grave.

He left before this because of his mother, so he felt it would be more meaningful to tell her about it in front of his mother’s grave.

Wen Shan woke up as the plane landed in the United States. She had no idea how long she slept for.

Nalan Chunbo held her hand as they got down from the plane. They then took a taxi and went straight to the cemetery.

Nalan Chunbo’s expression was a little serious, so Wen Shan did not dare to talk during the journey. She just followed him quietly.

Was he trying to sell her off?

Ye Di’s cemetery was on the outskirts of Los Angeles, which was about two hours from the airport.

This was not the first time Nalan Chunbo had visited his mother’s grave, but he was nervous because Wen Shan was with him this time.

Wen Shan glanced at Nalan Chunbo occasionally, a bit wary. It was noon in the United States and she was still a bit blur because of the jet lag, so she could only rely on him.

“Why do you keep looking at me?” Nalan Chunbo caught her peeking at him and turned to her with a smile.

Wen Shan rested her forehead on his arm to avoid his gaze and muttered, “Who—who is looking at you?”

Nalan Chunbo chuckled and patted her shoulder gently, kissing the top of her head. “I’m taking you to see someone. We can rest after that.”

He could take her to the hotel to rest first and visit the grave after, but he desperately wanted the both of them to meet now.

Wen Shan just nodded. It was too late for her to disagree anyway.

The taxi arrived at the cemetery. Wen Shan was shocked as she got down from the car. “Papa Nalan, this…”

“Let’s go,” Nalan Chunbo said, holding her hand and walking up the stairs.

Wen Shan pursed her lips and followed Nalan Chunbo. Was he taking her to meet someone important to him?

Was it the someone he had told about liking her in the past?

Wen Shan unconsciously grinned while following him. Did he bring her here because he was convinced that she was the one?