My Wife Longs For Divorce Every Day
/ My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day Chapter 805
Chapter 805: 805, is Xiao Yebai sick?
Tianquan Royal Court.
In the bedroom on the second floor of the villa, since it was Sunday, Su Wanwan was still lazing in bed, sleeping in until she was suddenly awakened by the ringing of a phone.
With her eyes closed, she stretched out her small hand and fumbled about on the nightstand.
Her hand was quickly grasped by a man's larger one, and then the ringing stopped, followed by Huo Jingshen's voice, still rough with sleep, “Baby, answer the phone.”
The cell phone was pressed to accept the call and placed against her ear.
Su Wanwan, half-squinting and half awake, asked, “Hello, who is it?”
There was a moment of silence on the line.
Under the covers, the man's hand had already skillfully made its way to her waist, pulling his wife's soft body into his embrace.
Then he clearly heard a woman's voice from the phone, “Wanwan, what should I do?”
It seemed that she… was crying a little as well?
Huo Jingshen's eyebrows quickly furrowed.
He had a vaguely bad premonition.
Sure enough, upon hearing this voice, Su Wanwan's eyes flew open, and all drowsiness vanished, “Weiyi? What's wrong with you? What happened?”
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“Wanwan, I'm so scared… It… It wasn't on purpose…”
“Stop crying, will you? What exactly happened?” Su Wanwan impulsively pushed aside her husband's annoyingly wandering hand, threw off the covers, and sat up abruptly from the bed, “Was it that Xiao Yebai bullying you? Damn it! This scumbag, just wait, I'm coming over right now…”
“He's bleeding,” Mo Weiyi said, starting to explain incessantly, “But I really didn't mean it, I didn't know… I don't know why it turned out like this…”
Lately, perhaps too much had happened, and Su Wanwan felt that Mo Weiyi seemed to have grown up overnight, becoming much more mature and calm.
She could calmly declare her desire to abort the child in her womb, so that no one would use the baby as an excuse to persuade her not to divorce.
She could also secretly find Lu Chenyu to draw up divorce papers, and then in front of everyone, speak those most hurtful words with the easiest of tones…
All this proved that this time, she was determined to completely sever ties with Xiao Yebai.
The delicate and pampered Little Princess of the past seemed gone forever…
So now, suddenly hearing her familiar sobbing, Su Wanwan was stunned for a moment.
A few seconds later, she snapped back to reality, quickly got out of bed, “Where are you right now? Don't panic, tell me the address, I'll come over right now!”
Hearing this, Huo Jingshen's face darkened a bit.
He watched as Su Wanwan hung up the phone, took off her nightgown, found some clothes to wear, and without washing her face or brushing her teeth, dashed towards the exit…
“Stop!”
Su Wanwan was forced to halt.
As if finally realizing, she rushed over, wrapped her arms around Huo Jingshen's waist, and planted a “pop” on his face with her lips, “I'm going to find Weiyi first, you keep sleeping.”
After saying this, she turned to leave.
But Huo Jingshen held onto her wrist, “What happened?”
“Ah, I don't have time to explain to you, I must get there right away!”
Huo Jingshen: “…”
He had gotten used to it.
He stood up, “Husband will take you over.”
Half an hour later, Huo Jingshen drove to Lishui Bay Villa.
The large, dark iron gate was tightly closed.
There were a few men in black clothes standing guard at the gate, vigilant and strict.
Su Wanwan rolled down the car window.
She had just visited here the day before, and perhaps because they remembered her face and knew she was a good friend of Mo Weiyi's, the guards let her through rather quickly.
Even so, Huo Jingshen frowned deeply.
After all, as a big boss, to be stopped outside like this?
And to have to rely on his wife's face to get in…
Hmph.
Not in a good mood.
Su Wanwan, with no time to worry about him, commanded as soon as they arrived at the villa's entrance, “Stop the car, stop the car, hurry!”
Huo Jingshen: “…”
Still, he brought the car to a halt.
Su Wanwan pushed open the car door and bolted toward the inside of the villa.
Huo Jingshen took his time to park the car in the garage and then got out elegantly.
In the bedroom on the second floor of the villa.
Su Wanwan charged through, barging into the room and shouting, “Weiyi!”
The floor near the door was covered in shattered glass, and further in, Mo Weiyi was sitting on a pale carpet near the sofa, curled up into a ball. Hearing the sound, she looked up.
She was wearing a white nightgown, her face pale, making the red bloodstains on her dress stand out starkly.
It was shocking!
Half an hour earlier.
With a “crash,” a glass cup fell to the floor and shattered into pieces.
The man stood there without moving a muscle.
The refined features of his cold, pale complexion gradually took on a chilling intensity, until they became icy.
The weapon Mo Weiyi had grabbed at random was one of those thin-stemmed glasses typically used for red wine.
She had thrown it with considerable force, and Xiao Yebai hadn't moved out of the way at all.
Thus, the base of the glass struck him directly on his forehead, right above the eyebrow, which was rapidly turning red and swelling at a visibly alarming rate.
Mo Weiyi stood in front of the sofa, her body trembling slightly, and her cat eyes, tinged with blood, glared at him relentlessly.
There was obvious hatred in her eyes, along with anger.
She couldn't hide it.
Xiao Yebai slowly raised his hand.
First, he touched the swollen spot on his forehead, then dropped his hand and opened it to look.
The palm was clean.
No bloodstains.
“Is this it?” His voice was low and deep.
Mo Weiyi clenched her fingers tightly.
“It seems that's not enough,” Xiao Yebai said. Bending down, he reached out to pick up the shattered glass, then walked over to Mo Weiyi.
Perhaps it was his expression, so grave and deep.
It even had a trace of indescribable eeriness.
For some reason, Mo Weiyi suddenly stepped back abruptly.
Then she wanted to leave.
But Xiao Yebai was quicker, taking a step forward, he directly grasped her hand that was hanging by her side.
The corners of his mouth kept curling upwards.
He seemed to be smiling, yet his entire face exuded a kind of extreme, chilling coldness.
Mo Weiyi's heart gradually sank.
She was a little scared and tried to pull her hand away, but it was too late…
Xiao Yebai pressed her hand directly onto the one holding the glass, then placed his other hand on top of hers.
Mo Weiyi was forced to look up at him.
Her voice was trembling as she spoke, “What… what do you want to do?”
Xiao Yebai said with a light smile, “Smashing a glass on me counts for nothing. If you hate me that much, you should've used it to stab me to death. That way… everything would be resolved.”
Mo Weiyi's eyes widened in shock.
“Weiyi, do you dare?”
Her fingers were tightly controlled by his two hands. She opened her mouth to speak, when she suddenly felt a liquid flowing over her hand…
Looking down, she saw the fresh, red blood.
The body of the glass had been smashed to pieces, revealing its sharp edges.
And half of these edges were embedded in Xiao Yebai's palm, as he forcefully pressed her hand to hold them tightly within…
So all this blood was his…
Mo Weiyi's mind went blank for a moment.
Even her breathing seemed to stop…
In a daze, she heard Xiao Yebai's voice drifting lightly, “You don't dare.”
The next second.
“Since that's the case, I'll help you.”
The smile at the corner of the man's mouth suddenly deepened.
Mo Weiyi only felt the back of her hand being pressed down fiercely, and then pushed forward with great force.
The sharp glass pierced through the white shirt, and very quickly, fresh red blood appeared, little by little, then in a large patch, swiftly turning the snowy white shirt into red.
Mo Weiyi was so frightened by this bloody scene that her whole body trembled violently.
She tried to pull her hand back, but the man's strength was too great, she was no match for him.
The edges of the glass kept stabbing relentlessly into the flesh, the front of the white shirt was already soaked in a large stain of red, and it kept spreading downwards.
The intense contrast between red and white made her vision darken and spin.
He's gone mad!
He must have gone mad!
Then, Mo Weiyi finally couldn't hold back and let out a hysterical scream.
The noise from the bedroom brought Aunt Zhou, who had been preparing breakfast downstairs.
Eventually, she called the bodyguards, who managed to take the weapon from Xiao Yebai's hand, and then they quickly sent him to the hospital.
“Weiyi, where exactly are you hurt?”
Su Wanwan inspected Mo Weiyi from head to toe, only to find that there were no wounds.
But, on her hands and clothes, there clearly were bloodstains…
“Whose blood is this?” Su Wanwan demanded angrily, “And, where is Xiao Yebai? Has he not returned since last night?”
Looking at the messy floor, Su Wanwan asked her, “What exactly happened? Will you talk?”
Mo Weiyi blinked her eyes, as if she had finally come back to her senses, and then said trembling, “I'm fine.”
“Then whose blood is this…”
“It's not mine.”
Su Wanwan: “…”
So?
Whose blood is it?
“It's his.”
Again, Su Wanwan: “…”
After taking a deep breath, she forcefully pulled Mo Weiyi up from the carpet.
Ensuring there were no wounds on her, she asked seriously, “So you had a conflict with Xiao Yebai, right? And he got injured by you?”
That was the only possibility.
Although she could hardly believe it, the usually gentle Mo Weiyi had actually managed to hurt Xiao Yebai badly enough to draw blood…
Mo Weiyi nodded her admission, then quickly added, “But it wasn't on purpose…”
“How badly is he hurt? Was he taken to the hospital?”
This would explain why Aunt Zhou was not in the villa.
Mo Weiyi continued nodding, but perhaps because she was so shocked, her entire body wouldn't stop shaking, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence.
The room was in complete disarray, with glass shards and bloodstains on the floor…
It was not a fit place to talk.
Su Wanwan said, “Let's go downstairs first.”
Once downstairs, Huo Jingshen was already waiting in the living room.
At the sight of the bloodstains on Mo Weiyi's body, his brow furrowed, “Are you okay?”
Mo Weiyi did not speak, but Su Wanwan said, “Husband, go get a glass of water in the kitchen.”
Huo Jingshen: “…”
“Warm water,” Su Wanwan added, then leading Mo Weiyi to sit down on the sofa, “Hurry up!”
Huo Jingshen: “……”
Still, he turned around and did as told.
He quickly brought back a glass of warm water. Su Wanwan took it and pushed it into Mo Weiyi's hands, “Weiyi, drink some water and calm down first.”
Someone was quite perceptive.
Or rather, they were simply not interested in these matters at all.
After pouring the water, they turned and went to the balcony, leaving the living room to the two of them to talk things over.
Cold fingers were gradually soothed by the warmth of the cup.
Mo Weiyi drank several sips of warm water, and her whole demeanour seemed to calm down.
She briefly explained what had happened.
After listening, Su Wanwan's first words were, “What the fuck, Xiao Yebai must be sick, right? Has he gone mad?”
To treat himself with such harshness!
Was it a ploy to win sympathy through self-inflicted injury?
It was downright terrifying!
Even without witnessing it firsthand, just from Mo Weiyi's description, imagining such a scene… Su Wanwan felt horrified!
This Xiao Yebai, although he was usually distant and indifferent in his interactions, at least appeared to be a normal guy.
If it weren't for Mo Weiyi saying it herself, she would never believe someone could do such a thing.
This counts as self-harm, right?
Su Wanwan asked her, “Has he ever done something like this before?”
Mo Weiyi shook her head.
“Damn! As I expected, the more silent a man is, the scarier he gets when he loses it! I always felt he was creepy, although he looked polite, but…” Su Wanwan thought of a word, “pretty gloomy! I've always felt he was hiding something, and I was right!”
Mo Weiyi gripped the cup tightly, muttering, “At that time… I was really too angry, I just grabbed a cup and threw it at him… I didn't expect it to turn out like this… ”
“Probably because you provoked him,” Su Wanwan concluded, “You made him angry, and very angry at that.”
But after all, Mo Weiyi was pregnant now, and as a man, no matter how angry he might be, he couldn't possibly lay a hand on a pregnant woman, so he had to take it out on himself.
Only…
To be so heavy-handed was just too cruel!
How strong must one's psychological resilience and tolerance for pain be to do such a thing to oneself?
Su Wanwan found it inconceivable.
“He lost a lot of blood…” Mo Weiyi bit her lip, “Wanwan, do you think… he might be in trouble?”
“Are you afraid something will happen to him?”
Mo Weiyi stared at her blankly, unable to speak.
Su Wanwan then asked, “If you're so worried, why not call and check on him?”
Mo Weiyi looked fragile, “I… I'm scared…”
Su Wanwan: “…”
Speechless.
This girl, where is even one-thousandth of the fierceness she had yesterday?
She must have really been scared out of her wits…
Su Wanwan reassured her, “Don't worry, he surely won't have anything wrong with him.”
If there had been a real problem, the hospital would have called by now.
“But…” Weiyi bit down on his lip with so much force, he almost broke the skin, “He bled so much… and he acted like he went crazy…”
Su Wanwan took out her phone, “It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, I'll call Aunt Zhou to ask.”
Upon receiving the call from Su Wanwan, Aunt Zhou spoke on the other end, “The wounds on Young Master Xiao's body aren't deep, the doctor said a few days of rest, and once it scabs, he should be fine, it's just… his body temperature seems a bit too high, probably from the chill he caught sleeping after drinking too much last night. The doctor is worried if he has a fever, it will affect the healing pace of the wounds. Plus, since Young Master Xiao's right hand is also injured, the recommendation was to stay in the hospital for a few more days of observation.”
“Okay.” Su Wanwan was on speakerphone and after listening to all this, she breathed a sigh of relief, “I'll tell Weiyi about it. Thank you for the trouble, Aunt Zhou.”
Who knew Aunt Zhou would add, “Miss Su, since you're the princess's good friend, could you please persuade her?”
Su Wanwan looked up at Mo Weiyi, “You heard that.”
Aunt Zhou's voice came through clear as a bell in the living room, “Last night, in the middle of the night, Young Master Xiao suddenly came to the bedroom. I wanted to wake the princess but he told me not to, saying he just couldn't sleep in the room downstairs…”
“I saw him reeking of alcohol, and his eyes were all red. He truly looked pitiful…”
“It's all my fault. I didn't dare wake the princess either, thinking it might be a good chance for the couple to reconcile. After all, it's common for couples to fight and make up by the end of the bed. So, I let Young Master Xiao stay in the bedroom, and I went to sleep in the guest room next door.”
“How could I expect the princess to get so furious in the morning, and how the two of them ended up fighting… Miss Su, please help me persuade the princess. This is all my fault for taking matters into my own hands; it really shouldn't be blamed on Young Master Xiao…”
Mo Weiyi remained silent throughout the phone call, even after it ended.
Su Wanwan put down the phone, “You heard everything Aunt Zhou said just now, right?”
Mo Weiyi nodded.
“I still don't understand, though.” Su Wanwan frowned, “Why would he admit to the issue with the shares himself? Isn't that just asking to make you angry?”
The Mo Family had been passing down through the generations, and with Mo Weiyi's generation, there was only her, a single girl who could be said to have been raised in the palm of Old Master Mo's hand since she was young.
Old Master Mo cherished his only granddaughter deeply, yet Xiao Yebai treated him the way he did. Putting oneself in someone else's shoes, Mo Weiyi's fury was completely understandable.
Not to mention that Old Master Mo was still hospitalized and recuperating. Xiao Yebai's blunt words were undoubtedly like adding fuel to the fire.
Although Mo Weiyi had always been the image of an innocent and naive Little Princess, her temper was quite explosive, and she could even be impulsive…
Using a glass to hit him was surely a sign she had reached her limit of fury.
When one's emotions run high, it's easy to lose control of one's actions.
But unexpectedly, Xiao Yebai's reaction to what Mo Weiyi did turned out to be even crazier…
Hospital, VIP ward.
Zhan Yao had merely intended to make a courtesy call, after all, Xiao Yebai was so drunk last night, it was unclear if the Little Princess had asked a servant to take care of him later.
But upon hearing about the injuries and hospitalization, it took less than half an hour for Zhan Yao to rush over.
By the time he arrived at the ward and saw someone full of bruises…
“Fuck!”
The curse slipped out.
Zhong Kai by his side was quick on the uptake, “Boss Xiao, I'll step out first.”
Xiao Yebai gave a faint nod.
When the door to the ward closed, Zhan Yao immediately demanded, “What the hell, why does every conflict with the Little Princess end up with you in the hospital?”
Last time it was drinking until a stomach bleed, which took over a month in the hospital to recover.
This time it was injuries to his chest and right hand, even his forehead was wounded…
“What exactly happened?”
Xiao Yebai's right hand was wrapped in gauze, his forehead also covered with dressing, wearing a clean and tidy blue and white patient's gown, not wearing glasses, his fair and delicate features slightly pale, sitting expressionlessly on the hospital bed.
Staring at the tablet on the movable table in front of him, he responded flatly to the inquiry, “It's nothing.”
“This is nothing serious? I just asked the doctor, and they said the wound on your hand is very severe, nearly damaging the nerves. The one on your chest is not as bad, but how did you also get this on your forehead…” Zhan Yao asked in a low voice, “It wasn't the little princess who did it, was it?”
But Mo Weiyi looked so delicate, and she was also pregnant…
How could that be possible?
Xiao Yebai continued in a calm tone, “No.”
“Right, I didn't think so either. The little princess is so gentle and frail, and she definitely wouldn't want to hurt you.”
After a glance at the man's still expressionless face, Zhan Yao asked, “So who actually did it?”
Xiao Yebai did not answer.
“I took you home last night and left; you were dead drunk then, but you should have sobered up after a whole night. It's only 10:05 now, and weren't you supposed to have a meeting at 10:30 in the morning? You shouldn't have left yet.” Zhan Yao speculated, “So who was it? You surely didn't do this to yourself, right?”
“Mhm.”
The straightforward admission completely froze Zhan Yao's expression.
Then he asked, “How did you do it?”
Xiao Yebai lowered his eyes and, with his uninjured left hand, swiped the screen of the tablet.
Still finding time to look at work?
Zhan Yao stepped forward, took the tablet, and set it on the bedside table beside him.
“Are you freaking self-harming? Since when did you have this kind of penchant? What the hell are you trying to do? Injure yourself, play the pity card, and then make the little princess go soft and stop asking you for a divorce?”
Zhan Yao let out a cold laugh, “Xiao Yebai, are you out of your mind or sick in the head? Can't you even please one woman? Is self-mutilation the only trick up your sleeve? The heck, does that work? You're already hurt like this, and where is she? Where is she?”
Xiao Yebai actually managed to pull a smile, “Whether it works or not, I won't know until I've tried.”
Zhan Yao: “…”
At a loss for words.
He stared at the man on the hospital bed for a long while before he could barely squeeze out two words, “Idiot!”
Zhan Yao quickly found an excuse to leave the ward and then called Mo Weiyi's mobile number in the corridor.
It rang for a long time.
Just as Zhan Yao was about to hang up and redial, the call was finally answered.
“Hello.” The woman's voice was very calm and carried a clear tone of indifference.
Zhan Yao frowned deeply, “Little princess, I'm at the hospital now.”
He felt like he was breaking his back with worry!
But…
After all, the trouble between Mo Weiyi and Xiao Yebai had a lot to do with him.
He had been the one continuously persuading Xiao Yebai until he agreed, so now, no matter how foolish Xiao Yebai was acting, Zhan Yao couldn't just stand by and watch.
Mo Weiyi said, “Oh.”
Zhan Yao: “…”
That's it?
He tried to calm himself, “Little princess, Yebai is seriously injured. Are you really not going to come to the hospital to see him?”
Mo Weiyi said, “What's there to see? The hospital has doctors.”
“You can't talk like that,” Zhan Yao pleaded earnestly, “I just asked the doctors, and they said his injuries are really severe. Especially his left hand–it looks like it's affected the nerves inside. If he doesn't recover properly, it could affect his mobility, he could become disabled, do you understand? And he's also caught a cold and has a fever. Didn't you have anyone take care of him last night? Don't you know he has a weak stomach? I just asked the doctor; he's been consuming too much alcohol recently, causing excessive gastric acid secretion; they also said he…”
“Let him recover well,” Mo Weiyi interrupted him, “I have things to do, gotta hang up.”
“What's more important than Yebai? Little princess… hello? Hello! Damn!”
Zhan Yao put down the phone.
Just hung up like that?
So heartless?
He looked up towards the hospital ward.
What's the deal with these two?
One indulging in self-harm?
And the other just refuses to give in?
When he returned to the ward, Xiao Yebai glanced up at him.
Zhan Yao coughed twice, weighing his words…
“When is she coming to see me?”
The moment Xiao Yebai uttered those words, Zhan Yao almost couldn't control his twitching facial nerve.
He wanted to curse.
Zhong Kai had just finished a call with a business partner.
He was supposed to accompany President Xiao to a business talk this morning. The time and place had all been set up but when he arrived at the venue, he received a call from President Xiao saying he was injured and had been admitted to the hospital.
As his assistant, he immediately brought all the documents and computer to the hospital to prepare for a video conference with the business partner, but now…
Did it seem a bit gossipy?
The ward was quiet for several seconds.
Zhan Yao finally couldn't hold back his emotions, “Dammit, if you want her to come see you so badly, why don't you call her yourself?”
Xiao Yebai asked, “Didn't you tell her my injuries are very serious?”
Zhan Yao was almost choked by his cunning attitude, “Right, I did call her just now, but she wasn't willing to come over. She also said that having doctors here was enough and told you to recover properly. So, do you understand now?”
After hearing this, Xiao Yebai lowered his eyes.
He didn't speak again.
But…
He gave Zhan Yao a sense of being… “very hurt,” “very desolate,” “very melancholic.”
A good-looking face tends to garner sympathy easily.
Now that he was injured, wearing a hospital gown, with a pale complexion and a forlorn look, and his beautiful, profound features made more intense due to excessive blood loss, it created a kind of… delicate and morbid beauty.
While cursing himself for being pathetic, Zhan Yao spoke in a more amiable tone, “I'm begging you, didn't I tell you before, just apologize to her properly and that's it? Is it that hard to coax a woman? Was it such a big deal that you used her, to the point that you need to get a divorce? The little princess isn't someone who holds onto things stubbornly, right? Carrying on about things when she's pregnant?”
Finally, a reaction appeared on Xiao Yebai's pale and serene face.
He looked up at Zhan Yao and then said, “You can leave now.”
Zhan Yao: “…”
Fucking DJ!
Chapter end
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