The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Le Tian?

That woman sure liked money, but it did not seem like she could be related to Wen Shan.

Wen Shan called Wen Tao again half an hour later. Wen Tao was ready to leave the office and was waiting for Xiao Yaojing to pack up.

He glanced at Yaojing’s bag, took it, then picked up the phone. “I was in a meeting, what’s up?”

Wen Shan glanced at Nalan Chunbo who was seated beside her. When Nalan Chunbo nodded, she asked, “Brother, can I ask you something?”

“No more money?” Wen Tao asked as he walked Xiao Yaojing out. Although Wen Shan was working while studying, as a brother, his biggest concern was her financial situation.

“No, I have money,” Wen Shan hurriedly said then asked, “Brother, do you remember when I was born?”

Wen Tao pressed the elevator button and waited for it to come up. “Of course, I remember. When mum wanted to give birth to you, she had to arduously go to the province hospital. That time your head was too big. It was a difficult birth. Dad and I had to wait outside the whole night,” Wen Tao said, holding the door open as Xiao Yaojing entered the elevator. He rubbed her belly and felt that he had to monitor the child’s weight.

Wen Tao was older than Wen Shan by a few years, so he remembered Wen Shan’s birth rather clearly.

Wen Shan glanced at Nalan Chunbo, then told Wen Tao it was nothing and ended the call. She looked at Nalan Chunbo and said, “My brother saw me being carried out, so that’s out of the question. In fact, my mum mentioned before that when I was born, I weighed exactly four kg. That time, the town clinic did not dare to carry out the birthing so we had to go to the province.”

So Wen Shan was her mum’s biological daughter. The question now was how was Ding Yuejia’s mum related to Wen Shan?

Since Wen Tao saw Wen Shan being carried out of the delivery room, it meant that Wen Shan had no twin.

What a fantasy.

Now, the only person at the scene, the child’s father, did not remember who the mother of the child was. He only remembered that she loved money.

In this world, there were many people who loved money.

“Let’s think of another way. If that child is not related to you, then it’s no big deal if we do not investigate,” Nalan Chunbo said. He had initially wanted to just let the matter be. After all, so many years had passed. There were no issues, so there was no need to investigate further.

“But what about that photo?” Wen Shan asked as she lifted her bangs, exposing the tiny red mole on her forehead. “It can’t just be a coincidence. Even Le Tian does not know that I have this red mole.”

Nalan Chunbo frowned and touched the red mole on her forehead. “Or perhaps this is little Shanshan’s adventure.”

Wen Shan blinked, bewildered.

A fantasy adventure?

“Let’s not think about it. We should have dinner first.” Nalan Chunbo held Wen Shan up.

“Can we not eat at home? Why do we need to go out?” Wen Shan was feeling lazy and did not want to go out.

“Because I don’t feel like cooking,” Nalan Chunbo said as he pulled her out. That was a good enough reason.

Wen Shan gave up on struggling. “Fine.”

Wen Shan got dragged along as she held Nalan Chunbo’s hand. She still felt lazy and wanted to just go to the school’s canteen to eat. “I’m telling you our school canteen has a lot of good food. If you don’t eat it now then you will never—”

“Be careful.” Nalan Chunbo and Wen Shan bumped into Ding Junhui who was also going down the stairs.