Chapter 110

"Just wait patiently until Tong Wenjie's anger cools a bit, then go apologize, be sweet-tongued, buy her some jewelry or something to cheer her up—maybe she won't divorce you..."

"Heh!"

Fang Yuan let out a cold laugh: "Impossible! Qiao Weidong, listen to me—I'm definitely divorcing you!"

"Fine!"

Qiao Weidong rose silently,

heading toward his bedroom: "Good words can't save a doomed soul; stay here by yourself!"

Early in the morning,

Qin Feng got up to wash up,

while Qu Xiaoxiao beside him was still fast asleep.

After washing up,

putting on his military training uniform,

Qin Feng left home and boarded the bus to school.

More than half an hour later,

Qin Feng got off the bus and had just reached the school gate,

when suddenly a horn blared behind him.

He turned around,

and saw Xu Qin lowering her window,

smiling at Qin Feng: "Get in, I'll drive you in."

Although Qingbei University doesn't allow student cars or civilian vehicles inside,

Xu Qin, as a seconded doctor,

had already obtained a one-month temporary pass,

so the campus guards let her through directly.

After driving into the campus,

Xu Qin glanced at Qin Feng,

then asked with a hint of pique: "Where have you been these past two days? Why didn't you show up for military training?"

"I had some things to handle."

Qin Feng replied with a smile,

turned to look at Xu Qin, then asked: "Missed me?"

"No."

Xu Qin immediately denied it, yet shot Qin Feng a fierce glare.

Qin Feng laughed heartily,

then noticed

that today Xu Qin was wearing a white sleeveless dress reaching her knees,

with two cute bobble-head hair clips in her hair,

dressed like a Gao Zhongsheng.

So,

Qin Feng said in surprise: "Doctor Xu, why the sudden change in style? Didn't you used to go for the mature, elegant vibe?"

"Mind your own business?"

Xu Qin turned and glared at Qin Feng,

then said slowly: "These past two days you weren't around, Yu Zhouzhou came to see me twice."

"She said it was for a follow-up and to pick up medicine, but everywhere she turned, she was asking about you."

"I saw how cute and childish her outfit was, so I decided to switch styles too."

"Qin Feng, I'm a few years older than you, but sometimes, I'm just a little girl who needs company and care..."

"Somebody takes a two- or three-day leave without even telling me—I thought maybe they were already bored, no longer liked the elegant vibe..."

As she spoke these words,

Xu Qin's face clearly showed traces of pining and disappointment,

clearly, during these two days Qin Feng didn't come,

Xu Qin had imagined far too many scenarios!

Seeing this,

Qin Feng smiled faintly,

then said: "No way, Doctor Xu—I like the elegant style, I like the cute style, as long as it's you, I like them all."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Xu Qin's lips immediately curved into a smile,

yet she couldn't help pressing: "No matter what style, you like them all?"

"Of course."

Qin Feng nodded,

then grinned: "Corporate white-collar worker, law firm power woman, airheaded maniac, scheming little loli—I like them all!"

"Qin Feng!"

Xu Qin instantly gritted her teeth,

She wanted nothing more than to grab Qin Feng's hand and bite it.

But once they reached their destination,

after Qin Feng got out of the car,

Xu Qin suddenly called out to him: "Qin Feng, shall we have lunch together?"

"Sure."

Qin Feng nodded, then walked toward the large playground.

Xu Qin instantly beamed with joy, the worry between her brows completely smoothing away...

Shuxiang Yayuan,

Song Qian's home,

after registering for divorce with Fang Yuan,

Tong Wenjie arrived at Song Qian's house.

Upon entering, she began to complain: "Qianqian, I just don't get it. Who invented this rule that a consensual divorce requires a month of cooling-off period?"

Hearing this, Song Qian shook her head wordlessly: "Did you really divorce?"

"Yes."

Tong Wenjie changed her shoes and walked over,

picked up two cherry tomatoes from the plate in front of Song Qian and ate them,

then said: "We're divorced. We've already agreed: the house is mine, the car is his, custody of Fang Yifan is mine, and he'll give us 2,000 for living expenses every month."

"Only two thousand?"

Song Qian shook her head: "In these times, what can two thousand yuan even buy?"

"No choice. Fang Yuan just doesn't have money."

Tong Wenjie sighed helplessly and ate a few more tomatoes,

then looked at Song Qian and asked seriously: "Qianqian, are you really pregnant?"

"Whose child is this, exactly?"

"Do you plan to keep it?"

"If you absolutely must keep the child, how will you explain it to Yingzi?"

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