My Ex-Wife Disappeared for Years and Had My Babies-Chapter 155 - 116: Uncle, Propose to My Mom
Chapter 155: Chapter 116: Uncle, Propose to My Mom
Tang Shaosheng gave a response, his voice much gentler than the icy tone from before: “Be good, as long as you listen to me, I will give you anything.”
Ziyan lowered her eyes, realizing that a prodigal’s return is indeed a rare occurrence in real life; even if the person is present, their heart is not.
Ziyan raised her head to check the IV bag, which had just run out.
She wanted to press the call button, but she feared that it would take some time for the nurse to come, so after a moment’s thought, she removed the needle herself and wiped away the small drop of blood that seeped out with a tissue.
Then she got out of [bed] and changed out of her hospital gown, packed up her belongings, and when she opened the door, Tang Shaosheng was sitting on a chair in the hallway, with that woman sitting on his lap, nestling in his arms.
Ziyan’s gaze was like one looking at a couple unrelated to herself, with no trace of a lawful wife’s fury towards the mistress.
Upon hearing the door open, the woman raised her head to look and felt a secret unease.
The woman in front of her had long, straight black hair and delicate features. Her face was not stunning, but it was appealing and grew more attractive the more one looked. Tang Shaosheng having such a woman by his side was definitely a huge threat to her.
Thus, the envy in the woman’s eyes was replaced by hatred, and clinging to Tang Shaosheng’s neck, she looked at Ziyan with an expression full of ostentation, then feigned innocence and asked Tang Shaosheng, “Tang, who is she? Why is she standing here all the time?”
Tang Shaosheng gently pushed the woman off his lap and stood up, asking Ziyan indifferently, “Have you finished packing?”
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Ziyan nodded, not giving him or that woman another glance, gesturing with her hands: [I can go home on my own, you go ahead with your business.]
A gleam of malice flashed through the eyes of the woman in the red dress. Beautiful she is, but a mute? It’s like heaven is on my side!
Tang Shaosheng’s temper flared up at the slightest provocation, and without another word, he grabbed Ziyan. Not waiting for the other woman to react, he dragged Ziyan towards the elevator.
By the time the woman in the high heels caught up, the elevator doors had already closed, angering her to the point of stomping her foot! A mute, after all! Thinking she could compete with her?
Inside the elevator, no one spoke. Ziyan fixed her gaze on the numbers.
“Song Ziyuan.”
She turned to look at him, and seeing that he wasn’t speaking, turned her head back in confusion.
“That woman just now, she’s my new secretary,” Tang Shaosheng explained.
[I understand.] She turned and gestured.
Tang Shaosheng was about to burst with anger! She says she understands, understands jack shit!
Her silence was even more infuriating than when she could speak!
He did not take her to her home but brought her to the apartment they used to share as a married couple.
She paused for a moment, said nothing, and stepped inside.
Upon opening the shoe cabinet, she was slightly surprised to see that all her shoes were still there.
She had thought that this house would have been defiled by his unsavory women’s presence long ago.
“Go and run the bathwater for me.”
Without a word, Ziyan put down her luggage and silently went upstairs.
The room was exactly as it had been when they lived together, as if no other woman had been there since she left.
During the shower, she couldn’t escape and was dragged into the bathroom by him, leading to an inevitable ritual.
After he was satisfied, unlike in the past, he didn’t leave her nearly unconscious in the bathtub; instead, he lifted her up and wrapped her in a bathrobe.
This time he noticed that he was much gentler than before, considering she had just been discharged from the hospital, he didn’t bother her too much and after placing her on the bed, she automatically turned her back to him and slept on her side.
After turning off the light, he felt the pitch-black night was not so cold.
“Is your birthday next Friday?”
Ziyan’s body stiffened; she had even forgotten herself, yet he actually remembered. She turned her head to look at him, puzzled, and nodded.
He reached out to hug her and asked, “What gift would you like?”
Ziyan stared at him in shock, feeling that this man could not be Tang Shaosheng, actually remembering her birthday and asking what gift she wanted…
“Hmm?”
Ziyan came back to her senses, sat up, and gestured in the darkness toward him: [Can I ask for anything I want?]
Tang Shaosheng sat up following her, and in the moonlight, he saw her gestures clearly and nodded, “Hmm.” He had never bought her anything before, suddenly he wanted to see her genuinely happy smile when she received something she liked.
She was silent for a few seconds, her gaze fixed steadfastly on him, as if she had made up her mind amidst hesitation, and seriously gestured to him: [I want to divorce you…]
The previously gentle expression on Tang Shaosheng’s face vanished in an instant: “Song Ziyuan, if you don’t want to be admitted back into the hospital right after being discharged, then don’t make me unhappy!”
