Divorce?
Shock that he couldn’t conceal surfaced in Wen Lin’s eyes. His brows knitted tightly together as he even began to doubt whether he had misheard.
But Mu Wanwan continued, “I know you only married me because of Grandpa Wen. You don’t like me. I heard what Song Tingyu said just now. He wasn’t wrong. Between the two of us… I really was the one reaching above my station.
A forced melon is never sweet. Feelings can’t be forced either. Before, I was too delusional, clinging to you for so long. Don’t worry—I’ve figured it out now. Rather than tying the two of us together in pain, it’s better to divorce sooner.”
After saying what she had long wanted to say, Mu Wanwan felt as if a huge stone pressing on her heart had suddenly disappeared. She felt much lighter.
What she didn’t notice was that Wen Lin’s face was gradually darkening, turning frighteningly gloomy.
“Mu Wanwan! Even if you’re angry, you shouldn’t say something like this! What do you take marriage for? A joke?!”
His tone was stern and icy. In his view, she was clearly just throwing a tantrum.
“I’m not speaking in anger. These are my true feelings.”
Mu Wanwan hadn’t expected this reaction. Logically, shouldn’t he be eager to divorce her? Unless… was it because of Grandpa Wen?
Suddenly realizing something, she quickly added, “You don’t have to worry about Grandpa Wen. I’ll find a way to explain it clearly to him. I’ll definitely get him to agree to our divorce.”
Wen Lin stared straight at her, his jawline taut.
“Mu Wanwan, if you’re angry because of last night, I can explain. Huiru was seriously ill. I had no choice but to take care of her.
But you’d better stop playing hard to get with me. If this goes too far and gets out of hand, you’ll be the one who regrets it in the end.”
Hearing that, a mocking smile appeared on Mu Wanwan’s face.
So after all that, he thought she was playing hard to get.
How had she never realized this dog of a man was so thick-skinned?
“You can rest assured. I absolutely will not regret divorcing you.”
She spoke firmly. Her almond-shaped eyes were clear and bright. For the first time, Wen Lin could not find even a trace of the affection she once held for him. An inexplicable anger rose in his chest, though his face remained expressionless.
“Fine. You said it. Then you’d better explain it to Grandpa as soon as possible.”
With that, he turned and left.
Unfazed, Mu Wanwan even hummed a little tune as she walked into the kitchen.
In her previous life, she had devoted all her time and energy to Wen Lin. In the end, she’d only pressed her warm face against his cold indifference—and even lost her life.
Now she understood. What were men worth? Making money was the real king. With money, what couldn’t she do? What kind of man couldn’t she find?
Cleaning pig intestines wasn’t easy, but Mu Wanwan was patient. After washing and cutting two portions, she began preparing the braising spices.
She busied herself in the kitchen for more than two hours. By the time she finished braising them, it was nearly noon. She tasted a little—braised dishes only grew more flavorful the longer they sat. She planned to sell them the next day.
After filling her stomach and taking a short nap, she waited until the sun wasn’t so harsh before heading to the old residence and taking Grandpa Wen to the hospital.
To be safe, she intended to have him undergo a full physical examination. There were many tests. To save time, while Grandpa Wen was being examined, she decided to queue up for another appointment.
The hospital bustled with people coming and going. Wen Lin was walking out carrying some things when he caught sight of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye. His steps halted instinctively.
Lin Huiru and Song Tingyu noticed and followed his gaze.
“Isn’t that the country bumpkin? No way, Old Wen—did she chase you here? What a clingy nuisance.”
Song Tingyu snorted, certain Mu Wanwan had come to pester Wen Lin again. After all, she’d done it plenty before.
Wen Lin shot him a cold glare.
Realizing he’d angered Wen Lin again—and having just been reprimanded earlier—Song Tingyu quickly shut his mouth.
Lin Huiru caught the protective look in Wen Lin’s eyes. A flicker of jealousy flashed through hers before disappearing.
She then walked toward Mu Wanwan and softly called her name.
Mu Wanwan turned at the sound. When she saw Lin Huiru not far away, her delicate brows instinctively furrowed.
“Wanwan, thank you for coming to see me. But I’m being discharged this afternoon. You really came for nothing.
And about last night—I’m so sorry. Because of my illness, Brother Wen Lin stayed to take care of me all night, delaying your wedding night. It was my fault. Please don’t be angry with him.”
Lin Huiru’s face was pale, yet she wore a gentle and apologetic smile. To those who didn’t know her, she truly looked like a fragile white lotus.
In her previous life, Mu Wanwan had suffered greatly at her hands.
Lin Huiru’s brother, Lin Jun, had once been Wen Lin’s comrade-in-arms. During a mission, Lin Jun sacrificed himself to protect Wen Lin. His only lingering concern before death was his sister.
Wen Lin had sworn then that he would take good care of Lin Huiru. After the mission ended, he personally brought Lin Huiru and her mother from the countryside, bought them a house near the Wen family home, and helped them settle down.
In front of others, Lin Huiru always appeared weak and gentle. But only Mu Wanwan knew how vicious and scheming she truly was.
In her previous life, Lin Huiru had often pretended to be ill so Wen Lin would care for her. At first, Mu Wanwan hadn’t noticed. But after it happened repeatedly, she eventually saw through her intentions.
She still remembered her birthday in that lifetime—Lin Huiru had pretended to be sick again. Mu Wanwan knew it was deliberate. She didn’t want Wen Lin to leave, but no matter what she said or how she protested, it was useless. Wen Lin left anyway and even thought she was being unreasonable.
Afterward, Lin Huiru had deliberately come to flaunt it in front of her, provoking her. The pain, like a knife twisting in her heart, was something she could never forget.
Emotions surged wildly, but Mu Wanwan forced herself to calm down. Looking at Lin Huiru expressionlessly, she said, “I didn’t come to see you. And I have nothing to be angry about.”
Those words froze the smile on Lin Huiru’s face. What was going on? Why was Mu Wanwan so calm?
“Of course you didn’t come to see Huiru. You came to look for Wen Lin!”
Song Tingyu’s tone carried dissatisfaction. This country bumpkin sure was meddlesome, chasing him all the way here.
Mu Wanwan couldn’t be bothered to waste words on someone like him. Grandpa Wen was still undergoing tests—she needed to line up. So she turned and left.
Song Tingyu was momentarily surprised, but soon slapped his thigh. “Old Wen, this country girl’s learned to play hard to get! She used to trail behind you all the time. Now she’s switched tactics!”
“Take Huiru home first. I’ll go have a look.”
After giving instructions, Wen Lin followed after Mu Wanwan.
Lin Huiru bit her lip. Why did she feel that Mu Wanwan had changed—had become smarter?
“Mu Wanwan, wait!”
Wen Lin caught up in a few strides, grabbing her slender wrist.
“What is it?”
She shook his hand off.
“What are you doing at the hospital?”
“I brought Grandpa for a check-up.” There was no need to hide it.
“Where is Grandpa? I’ll go with you.”
Wen Lin had been raised by Grandpa Wen. The two were very close. Thinking something might be wrong, worry stirred in him.
Mu Wanwan nodded. She was just about to tell him to go find Grandpa while she queued for registration when a frantic shout rang out.
“Make way! Move aside!”
Two doctors rushed past carrying a stretcher. Mu Wanwan nearly collided with them.
“Careful!”
Wen Lin pulled her arm with one hand and wrapped the other around her slender waist.
They were suddenly very close—so close that Wen Lin could smell the faint fragrance coming from her.
“Move!”
Before they could separate, another stretcher rushed past. Mu Wanwan was jostled, and their lips unexpectedly bumped together.
Wen Lin’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
Mu Wanwan’s eyes widened. She immediately pushed him away and wiped her mouth in disgust.
Wen Lin was furious at her reaction.
She actually despised him?