My Wife Longs For Divorce Every Day
/ My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day Chapter 872
Chapter 872: 872, she won't care about me anymore. Chapter 872: 872, she won't care about me anymore. …
In the black sedan behind.
Mo Yaoxiong was resting with his eyes closed…
until a cacophony of honking erupted outside.
He opened his eyes, “What's going on?”
Police cars with blaring sirens zoomed past.
The driver, Xiaoliu, responded from the front, “Chairman, Young Master Xiao's car hasn't moved; it may have broken down.”
Broken down?
Mo Yaoxiong's brows furrowed instantly.
Right when they were about to go to the Mo Group's shareholder meeting, the car had to break down halfway there?
“Young Master Xiao has gotten out of the car,” Xiaoliu added.
Mo Yaoxiong looked ahead and sure enough, Xiao Yebai got out of the car and started walking towards them.
Xiaoliu hurriedly opened the door, “Young Master Xiao.”
However, Xiao Yebai came to the rear seat, pulling the door open.
“What happened? Did Assistant Zhong's car break down?” Mo Yaoxiong shifted over to make room for Xiao Yebai to get in.
By the black sedan up front, the traffic police had already moved in.
It seemed they were negotiating.
Xiao Yebai did not speak; he just sat quietly, looking towards the front.
Until the police drove away and Zhong Kai also drove out.
Driver Xiaoliu glanced at the rear-view mirror and hurriedly started the car to follow.
In the car's cabin, it was so quiet it was as if time had come to a standstill.
“Yebai, what has happened?” Mo Yaoxiong couldn't help but ask.
Xiao Yebai finally turned his face to look at him.
His stunningly perfect face was unusually tense at the moment, and behind his glasses, those ink-black eyes narrowed heavily, yet clearly showing discernible redness and the unmistakable shadows lurking beneath.
Xiao Yebai always gave off a cultured and indifferent impression. Over the years, no matter how unhappy he was, his face always remained unruffled, never showing such overt emotions.
But now…
Mo Yaoxiong felt a jolt in his heart and hurriedly asked, “Yebai, you…”
The ringing of a cell phone interrupted them right then.
Mo Yaoxiong could only answer the call first.
He took out his phone, “President Wang?”
Whatever President Wang said on the other end of the call, Mo Yaoxiong's eyes widened with shock, his face abruptly changing color.
“No comment.”
After that sentence, he immediately hung up the phone.
But quickly, the phone rang again.
This time it was a financial journalist from Nancheng TV station, who had recently approached him for an exclusive interview.
But Mo Yaoxiong was in no mood for it now.
He hung up once again.
Soon after, WeChat and text messages started pouring in with new messages, and calls once again tried to reach him.
The notification sounds of the phone were incessant, as if by some agreement, they all chose this moment to sound off.
Sweat appeared on Mo Yaoxiong's forehead as he kept hanging up, over and over again…
As he was scrambling, a slender and bony hand suddenly stretched over in front of him.
Xiao Yebai just took his phone away and pressed the “Power Off” button.
Then, he handed over his own phone.
He tapped on a news interview video on the phone screen, and Mo Weiyi's voice filled the quiet car:
“What I want to declare is that I am actually just an orphan adopted by the Mo Family from an orphanage. I am not their biological daughter.”
“The Mo Family's biological child is Xiao Yebai. He is the flesh and blood of the Mo Family, the rightful heir.”
“Xiao Yebai has never been just an adopted son, nor is he some freeloader. For reasons, his true identity has been concealed all these years, which is extremely unfair to him.”
“I have transferred all the shares my grandfather left me to Xiao Yebai through my lawyer. These things should have belonged to him all along. I do not want them, and I am not qualified to have them.”
“Furthermore, I have officially divorced Xiao Yebai. From now on, there is no relationship between me and Xiao Yebai, and the Mo Family. Please continue to support Mo Group, and please all shareholders continue to support President Xiao's future work. Thank you, everyone.”
Mo Yaoxiong was forced to watch the phone screen and listened to the entire interview.
He was completely frozen.
He really hadn't expected that Mo Weiyi would choose to disclose this secret in such a manner; it was totally unforeseen…
He thought that Mo Weiyi was just struck by the death of Old Master Mo and besides, hadn't she already promised him that as long as she and Yebai lived happily together, did their identities really matter that much?
The black sedan continued to move forward without stopping.
“Miss Mo's voice interview was sent half an hour ago, and everyone must be shocked by this news. Currently, our station reporters are trying to contact the Mo Family for an official response. Meanwhile, we have also interviewed several executives of Mo Group…”,
Xiao Yebai turned off the video.
The reporter's voice was gone.
The sealed car cabin fell into a deathly silence.
Until the man's voice asked in a low, cold tone, “Is it true or not?”
Mo Yaoxiong closed his eyes.
“Yebai,” his voice was heavy, “actually, this matter…”
“I don't want to hear explanations,” Xiao Yebai interrupted in a low voice. “You just need to say yes or no.”
His voice was extremely cold, with a clear hoarseness as if it came from deep in the throat.
The tense lines of his face betrayed the extreme emotional repression he felt at the moment.
Looking at his expression, Mo Yaoxiong's fingers tightened even more.
Finally, he let out a defeated sigh and confessed, “Yes, yes, you are my biological son, but…”
“Go to the nearest hospital.”
Mo Yaoxiong was startled, “…”
Xiao Yebai raised his eyes to look ahead, his facial profile carved with cold and gloomy lines, his voice was even colder and more merciless, without a trace of warmth, “Get a paternity test.”
Mo Yaoxiong again: “…”
**
Xiao Yebai's phone was a private number, not many people knew it.
But by the time the car drove to the hospital, the phone rang quite quickly.
He glanced at the caller ID and hung up directly.
After the news broke in the morning, it fermented at a speed beyond everyone's imagination.
Su Wanwan usually didn't pay much attention to such news, and she had been busy these past few days showing Tang Yiwen around Nancheng, in addition to looking for a new internship.
Because the temperature outside was reaching over thirty degrees today, they had planned to head out after two in the afternoon.
In the living room on the first floor, Su Wanwan held her phone, looking at the name on WeChat, thinking about how to message Gu Huai'an about the internship…
The phone suddenly rang.
She answered the call, “What do you want?”
The caller was Zhao Qianqian, who immediately bombarded her with questions, “Wanwan, is the news true or false? My god, it's too melodramatic, even more than the romance novels I've read?”
“What are you talking about?” Su Wanwan frowned.
“Haven't you seen the news? Isn't Mo Weiyi your close girlfriend? Oh my god, she actually exposed to the media herself, saying she isn't the princess of the Mo Family, that she was just an adopted daughter from an orphanage, and her husband Xiao Yebai is the Mo Family's biological child, and they've already divorced. She transferred all the properties her grandfather left for her and her child to Xiao Yebai…”
Su Wanwan's face changed, and she immediately hung up the call and opened Weibo on her phone.
Several hot searches were already on Weibo, all about the Mo Family.
Her fingers trembling, she randomly clicked on a news link and began to read.
In just a few minutes, Su Wanwan's face had turned deathly pale.
She had known for quite a while that Mo Weiyi was not the Mo Family's child.
She also knew about Mo Weiyi and Xiao Yebai's divorce.
But…
Xiao Yebai was actually Mo Yaoxiong's biological son?
And Mo Weiyi knew about it too but hadn't told her?
Su Wanwan suddenly felt something was off, hurriedly opened WeChat, and found Mo Weiyi's phone number from the chat records.
This number was the R Country number Mo Weiyi left her after calling her yesterday, forced to leave behind by her, but at this moment…
[Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unreachable.]
Not to be discouraged, after being hung up, she tried calling again.
But each time it was the same mechanical female voice repeating over and over in English…
Su Wanwan bit her lip, trying to reach out via WeChat voice call, video call, and even sending messages.
Still no response…
“Little apprentice, what's wrong? What happened?” Tang Yiwen asked from the side.
Without paying any attention to him, Su Wanwan didn't hesitate to dial Xiao Yebai's mobile number.
As soon as the call connected, she immediately yelled into the phone, “Xiao Yebai, I'm asking you! Where did Weiyi go?”
On the other end, the man's voice was as cold as ice, “She didn't even tell you?”
“What do you mean by that? Can't you find her either?”
When Su Wanwan realized the possibility, her heart kept sinking, “Xiao Yebai, that thing they're saying on the news, did you already know about it?”
Without waiting for his response…
“You're so despicable! No wonder you agreed to the divorce with Weiyi so readily; you knew about your real identity all along, didn't you? Was that news interview also forced by you? You just wanted her to leak the information for you, so you could rightfully claim the Mo Family's shares, didn't you? Xiao Yebai? I'm talking to you! Did you go mute or deaf?”
“Dudu dudu…”
The call was abruptly hung up.
Huo Jingshen overheard Su Wanwan cursing as soon as he walked in, “Damn it! Xiao Yebai, you scoundrel! You're shameless! You're so despicable! Bastard!”
Huo Jingshen: “…”
After hanging up the phone, Su Wanwan immediately turned to him, fuming with anger.
Huo Jingshen glanced at Tang Yiwen beside him.
Tang Yiwen was also full of question marks.
“What happened?” Huo Jingshen had no choice but to ask.
With her lips pouting and eyes reddening, Su Wanwan said, “Weiyi has disappeared!”
Huo Jingshen: “…”
As expected.
It was related to that man-child again.
“Didn't you say she went abroad for a trip?”
“But now I can't reach her, calls won't go through, there's no response on WeChat, I can't find her, what should I do, Weiyi is lost…” As she spoke, Su Wanwan began to sob.
Huo Jingshen felt helpless; all he could do was comfort his wife, “She's not a three or four-year-old child, how could she be lost? Besides, doesn't she have bodyguards with her?”
“But I can't reach her!” Su Wanwan was both angry and anxious, “And she didn't even tell me about such a big thing, how could she do this to me…”
It wasn't until Huo Jingshen saw the related news that his usually composed face couldn't help but show some surprise.
“Could something have happened to her?” As Su Wanwan spoke, she suddenly began to feel guilty, “I thought she just wanted to change the environment to adjust her mood. She went traveling without telling me and I scolded her yesterday, blamed her for not treating me as a best friend, I… I didn't expect it was because of this… Why didn't she tell me? Keeping such a big thing to herself, isn't she suffering…”
Huo Jingshen: “…”
Su Wanwan's personality was always straightforward, not like other girls who were easily sentimental, but whenever it came to Mo Weiyi, it was as if she turned into Lin Daiyu…
“Alright, alright.” Huo Jingshen lifted his hand to embrace the young woman into his arms, then helped her wipe her tears, “She definitely won't be in any trouble, and besides, worrying now is useless.”
“What do you mean?”
“She chose to leave before making this information public, the purpose is very simple, she wanted Xiao Yebai to be recognized by his ancestors. The reason she didn't tell you… was actually for your own good.”
Su Wanwan was not dumb; after some thought, she understood, “You mean, she's afraid that Xiao Yebai would cause trouble for me?”
“You're her best friend, what do you think Xiao Yebai would do if he knew you were aware and said nothing?”
“But…” Su Wanwan sounded very down, “She's a pregnant woman who went abroad to a place she's unfamiliar with, it's too dangerous…”
“Don't worry, when she wants to contact you, she definitely will.”
“When will that be?”
“`
When?
Huo Jingshen didn't know.
But seeing her so worried, all he could say was, “If you're in a hurry, I can ask a friend to help check.”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Su Wanwan was so excited, “Then hurry up and have someone check, call now.”
Huo Jingshen: “…”
Actually, what he wanted to say was that since Mo Weiyi chose to disappear abroad, he definitely wouldn't be easily found.
He would most likely change his name, and perhaps even… get a new identity card.
“Quickly, make the call!” Su Wanwan urged.
Suddenly, the cellphone rang again, and she hastily pushed the man aside to answer the call, “Hello?”
Huo Jingshen: “…”
The voice from the phone was a man's, “Su Wanwan?”
Su Wanwan was startled, “Who are you?”
“It's Ling Zhizhou.”
“Oh,” Su Wanwan's voice was filled with disappointment, “is there something you need?”
“I saw the news just now, do you know where Weiyi is now? I can't get through to her cellphone…”
“I can't contact her either.”
“How can this be?” Ling Zhizhou asked, “So, is everything they said on the news true?”
“What do you think?”
Ling Zhizhou: “…”
Su Wanwan really wasn't in the mood for pleasantries, “I can't talk now, I have things to deal with.”
“Okay, goodbye Su Wanwan.”
In the corridor of a Nancheng hospital.
Ling Zhizhou hung up the phone and stood there, motionless, for a long time.
Until someone patted him on the shoulder.
He turned around.
“Xiao Yebai has been recuperating in the hospital since returning from Kyoto, and was supposed to come to the company today for the shareholders' meeting, but this incident had delayed him,” Quan Muze said with playful corners on his lips, “Mo Yaoxiong kept his biological son hidden by his side for a whole ten years, and no one discovered it. Now the old man of the Mo Family is dead, and he can rightfully let his son inherit all the Mo family's wealth, heh.”
He snorted coldly, “This Xiao Yebai has been quite patient, playing the role of a kept man for so many years, all the while biding his time.”
“He won't get everything he wants so easily!” Ling Zhizhou clenched his fists, his voice fierce.
Quan Muze said, “If nothing unexpected happens, Mo Yaoxiong will hold a press conference in the next few days to confirm this personally. You know what to do, right? I don't need to teach you any more, do I?”
But Ling Zhizhou was ungrateful, “I have my own plan.”
“Really?” Quan Muze sounded contemplative, “By the way, didn't you say a few days ago that you keep feeling like someone's following you?”
“What do you mean?”
“You should know by now, who's been having people follow you, right?” Quan Muze spoke with deep meaning, “Still don't understand? After that incident last time, you were exposed, now you are in the light, and the enemy is in the shadow. If you don't act now, you'll miss your chance, and you won't even know how you end up dead.”
Ling Zhizhou's brows were deeply furrowed, yet he did not respond.
“Still hesitating?” Quan Muze grew impatient, sneered, and said, “If it weren't for considering your feelings, I would have dealt with the Little Princess a long time ago. You like her, so you're indecisive and can't bear to harm her. We're all men here, I can understand. But what about now? The Little Princess isn't your enemy, your real enemies are Mo Yaoxiong and his son… Xiao Yebai.”
Having said that, Quan Muze took out his phone, “I'll give you the contact of an informant planted inside Mo Group. You get in touch with him. These days, all the media should be inquiring about Xiao Yebai's whereabouts, including the shareholders of Mo Group. Now's the best chance to act…”
Before he could finish, the door to the hospital room behind them opened suddenly, and a flurry of footsteps came rushing out.
“It's bad, it's really bad!” a nursing assistant came out from the patient's room, “The patient is in critical danger, call the doctor, quickly call the doctor!”
Ling Zhizhou's face changed drastically, and he rushed into the patient's room.
**
Meanwhile, at the hematology department of Nangong Hospital.
The blood test results wouldn't be available for over an hour.
After drawing blood, Xiao Yebai turned and walked out.
Zhong Kai hurriedly followed him.
The driver Xiaoliu couldn't help but ask, “Chairman, are you just going to let Mr. Xiao leave like that?”
Mo Yaoxiong had taken off his coat. He pressed a cotton pad on his arm where the blood had just been drawn, his face pale and the lines around his mouth taut, the man seeming to age a decade in an instant…
After a long while, he said slowly, “Give him some time to digest all this.”
Zhong Kai drove away from the hospital.
He stole a glance in the rearview mirror.
The man in the back seat hadn't shown a single expression since getting into the car, his eyes staring out the window, not speaking a word…
Zhong Kai didn't dare to ask where to drive to and could only concentrate on driving straight ahead.
On the way to the hospital, he had already received several calls from people at the company.
All asking about the things on the news.
Truth be told, Zhong Kai would never have imagined such a thing happening. All along, he had only known that the old man of the Mo Family had been prejudiced against Xiao Yebai, and several times, in front of all the major shareholders at the company, hadn't shown him any good face.
Compared to the old man, Mo Yaoxiong, although also very strict, was quite generous to Xiao Yebai.
So it turns out that all of this had a reason…
A ringtone from a cell phone sounded from the back seat of the car.
Xiao Yebai answered the call, “Have you found the person?”
Zhong Kai couldn't help but look towards the rearview mirror.
“If you can't find her, there's no need for you to return,” Xiao Yebai said before hanging up the call.
Then he lifted his head.
Meeting those icy eyes that were as cold as the depths of a frigid pond, Zhong Kai was startled and nearly hit the brakes…
He quickly redirected his gaze.
“Got a cigarette?” Xiao Yebai's hoarse voice sounded.
Risking his neck, Zhong Kai wanted to advise, “Boss Xiao, the wound on your head hasn't healed yet, the doctor said…”
“Give me the cigarette.”
“`
Zhong Kai: “…”
What can a man of little importance say?
He could only grab the lighter and cigarettes from the car and pass them back.
Xiao Yebai squinted his eyes, skillfully lighting up, he took a deep drag and then exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.
Soon, the car was filled with a pungent smell of smoke.
Zhong Kai dared not speak, until Xiao Yebai had smoked two cigarettes in a row, then finally said, “Go back to Lishui Bay.”
“Okay.”
**
Nangong Hospital.
Zhan Yao saw the news and called Xiao Yebai's phone right away.
But no one answered.
After finishing his work at noon, he immediately went to the hospital.
But to his surprise…
“I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao left the hospital this morning.”
“What does that mean? He's been discharged?”
“No, he should have…” The nurse thought a moment, “It's probably related to the news that just broke; he might have gone to deal with the matter.”
Alright then.
Zhan Yao turned around.
“Sir,” the nurse called out to him, “if you find Mr. Xiao, please have him come back as soon as possible for a check-up. Doctor Liu said he should have his dressing changed this afternoon.”
“Don't worry,” Zhan Yao smiled, “I'll definitely drag him back here.”
This darn kid!
He left the hospital early in the morning and hasn't come back yet?
He admits that the situation is indeed shocking, but still… one shouldn't joke about their own health, right?
Zhan Yao left the hospital, and while driving, kept dialing Xiao Yebai's number.
But there was still no answer.
“Damn!”
Zhan Yao, seething with irritation, could only head to Lishui Bay to try his luck.
Half an hour later, Zhan Yao walked into the villa.
“Aunt Zhou, is Yebai at home?”
Aunt Zhou hesitated, “Young Master Xiao is upstairs, but…”
“But what?”
Aunt Zhou said, “I went up to have a look just now, and Young Master Xiao has been smoking. He seems to be in a very bad mood…”
“I understand.” Zhan Yao turned around.
Then he suddenly stopped in his tracks, “Has he had anything to eat?”
“He probably hasn't. Mr. Xiao called earlier and told me to take good care of Young Master Xiao, but he said he wasn't hungry and asked me not to disturb him by going upstairs…”
“That's fine.” Zhan Yao understood, “Aunt Zhou, please make something he can eat and bring it up later.”
“Okay.”
Zhan Yao went upstairs.
Walking down the hallway, all the room doors were shut tight.
He first went to the guest bedroom.
Pushing open the door.
After one glance, he turned and went to the master bedroom.
Trying the doorknob.
It was open…
Zhan Yao immediately pushed the door and went in, “Yebai.”
In the cozy and elegant master bedroom, it was dim.
It was well past one o'clock in the afternoon, nearly 40 degrees Celsius outside, yet Xiao Yebai sat there in a white shirt with the buttons of his black suit undone, a cigarette between his fingers.
The room was full of smoke, the air conditioning was set very low, and the thick curtains were drawn tight…
Zhan Yao's eyebrows knitted tightly as he walked over, snatched the cigarette from the man's hand, and collected all the cigarettes and the lighter from the table, “Are you out of your mind? Don't you know you're still injured? Can you smoke at this time?”
Xiao Yebai's dark gaze seemed not to hear, or perhaps…
It seemed vacant?
“Yebai?” Zhan Yao's frown deepened, he lowered his head then reached out his hand…
Just to shake it a little.
Xiao Yebai had already looked up, “What are you doing?”
Zhan Yao withdrew his finger, “I damn well thought you were blinded by the smoke!”
The bedroom was hazy with smoke, and the man looked like an immortal being, his expression and tone indifferent, “Why are you here?”
“Damn it…” Zhan Yao couldn't help but curse, “I thought you were shocked. You seem quite normal. If you're so normal, why didn't you go back to the hospital? What are you doing here? Can you recover from your illness by staying here? Get up and come back to the hospital with me. The nurse said you need to change your dressing today…”
“Annoying.” After Xiao Yebai spoke, he leaned back and slowly closed his eyes.
Zhan Yao was furious, “Darn it, you think I like to nag? It's only because the Little Princess is traveling, nobody is keeping an eye on you, right?”
The handsome, carefree man didn't move an inch.
Zhan Yao looked at him, about to speak again…
“She won't care about me anymore.”
Zhan Yao was stunned, “What?”
Xiao Yebai, with eyes half-closed, continued, “She's gone.”
“You mean…” Zhan Yao frowned, “Little Princess?”
“She's gone.” Xiao Yebai finally lifted his head, his deep-set black eyes looking at him, his lips repeated, “She's left, and she won't come back.”
Chapter end
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