[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon":3,"chapter-mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-11":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Mr. Feng, Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2343593,4581,"Chapter 11","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-11",11,"\u003Cp>Rong Ci listened, nearly laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wu and Feng Tingshen met only after her marriage to Feng Tingshen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wu knows about her and Feng Tingshen’s relationship; she doesn’t believe Lin Lihai doesn’t know Feng Tingshen is her other daughter’s husband!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He definitely knows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he still shamelessly tries to bring Lin Wu and Feng Tingshen together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, in Lin Lihai’s heart, how utterly indifferent he is toward his own daughter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged a few more pleasantries; Rong Ci waited until she saw Feng Tingshen see Lin Lihai off into his car and the car drive away before getting in her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Feng Tingshen’s current status and position, only a handful of elderly Feng family members could elicit such deference from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Feng Tingshen clearly respects Lin Lihai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply because he is Lin Wu’s father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, she recalled how Feng Tingshen had treated her grandmother and uncle and auntie—cold, indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even when she had carefully mentioned it to him in the past, he refused outright to help her uncle…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet his attitude toward those Lin Wu cares about is entirely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His treatment of her versus his treatment of Lin Wu is worlds apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the difference between love and no love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, Feng Tingshen left too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Much later, Rong Ci turned and entered Yanhao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon, after work, Rong Ci went home to collect the gifts she had prepared for the Feng family’s grandmother and grandfather, then drove to the Feng ancestral home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Feng ancestral home lies near the outskirts of Ducheng, where mountains are clear and waters are green, the environment tranquil—perfect for the elderly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its only drawback is its distance from the city center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci drove for an hour and a half before arriving at the ancestral home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She parked, lifted the gifts, and had not yet stepped inside when she heard her daughter Feng Jingxin’s cheerful laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng’s grandmother, facing the entrance, noticed her immediately and smiled broadly: “Xiao Ci is here? Quick, come sit by Grandma.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only Feng’s grandmother smiled; Feng Tingshen’s mother, her mother-in-law, and Feng Tinglin and her son’s smiles faded the moment they saw her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci noticed, but no longer cared as she once had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pretended not to see, smiled, handed the gifts to the butler who came forward, then walked toward the grandmother: “Grandma.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah!” The grandmother beamed, pulling Rong Ci down beside her, then frowned: “Why have you lost so much weight? Has Tingshen been mistreating you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci lowered her eyes and shook her head: “No, I’ve just been busy lately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was half-true, half-false.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen hadn’t mistreated her, but her mood had often been affected by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, for the past half-month, every day after work she had focused entirely on studying artificial intelligence, often working until dawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was also why she had lost weight during this period.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the grandmother could speak, Feng Tinglin scoffed: “You say that like no one realizes how vital your job is—as if the entire Feng Corporation couldn’t function without you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sang Qian, Feng Tingshen’s mother, sat nearby, exuding the elegance of a noblewoman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sipped her tea and said coldly: “If your job at the Feng Corporation is too tiring, just quit. After all, no one’s begging you to work there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tinglin laughed: “Exactly! Someone probably can’t bear to leave—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grandmother couldn’t stand others criticizing Rong Ci and opened her mouth to speak—but Rong Ci spoke first: “I’ve already submitted my resignation. After completing the handover, I’ll leave the Feng Corporation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, Sang Qian and Feng Tinglin both froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grandmother frowned: “Xiao Ci—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom’s here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin had just taken the elevator upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now she came down, saw Rong Ci, and was delighted—after all, she hadn’t seen her mother in over half a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She interrupted the grandmother’s words and rushed into Rong Ci’s arms: “Mom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci paused, gently hugged her, murmured “Mm,” but said nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grandmother didn’t truly want Rong Ci to leave the Feng Corporation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But seeing Feng Jingxin, she let the previous topic drop and smiled at Rong Ci: “Xiao Ci, Grandma hasn’t had tea you brewed in ages—could you brew two cups for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since childhood, Rong Ci had been raised by her grandmother; as a girl, she was quiet and composed, patient, and naturally gifted—over the years, her tea art had become excellent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, but dinner’s almost ready…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tinglin preferred coffee and disliked tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She also disliked watching Rong Ci demonstrate tea art and cut in: “Yes, we’ll eat soon—once Tingshen and Tingyi get back…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had she finished speaking than Feng Tingshen returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon entering, he greeted the grandmother and Sang Qian first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Rong Ci, he glanced at her briefly, then looked away, sitting alone on a sofa far from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin saw Feng Tingshen and immediately left Rong Ci’s arms, running over: “Dad!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.” Feng Tingshen hugged her, glanced around, and was about to speak when Feng Tingyi arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingyi, much younger than Feng Tinglin and Feng Tingshen, was still a minor, bright and cheerful; he entered, leapt lightly over the sofa arm, and landed neatly on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing so many people, he grinned: “Are you all waiting for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tinglin tapped his head: “Yes, we’re all starving waiting for you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen was quiet and reserved, Feng Tinglin was hot-tempered, and Feng Tingyi was the family’s joy—closer to his parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arrival brought a visible smile to Sang Qian’s otherwise cold face; the grandmother grew even happier. Seeing it was late and everyone was hungry, she ordered the meal served.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were only nine people; they moved to the small dining room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seating order: grandmother, Feng Tingshen, Feng Jingxin, and Rong Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grandmother smiled and waved to Feng Jingxin: “Xinxin, switch seats with your father—let him sit with your mother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grandmother always went out of her way to bring Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone else was used to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all thought the grandmother was wasting her effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, no matter how hard she tried, over the years Feng Tingshen’s attitude toward Rong Ci had never changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing full well that the grandmother’s efforts were useless, Feng Tinglin sneered and didn’t even bother to join in—she simply sat wherever she pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Feng Tingshen disliked the grandmother’s arrangements, as long as it wasn’t a major matter, he never embarrassed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was tacit approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci no longer felt joy at the grandmother’s matchmaking, as she once had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression was calm; when she looked at the grandmother, her smile was gentle: “It’s fine, Grandma. Let’s just sit like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1129,"2026-06-20T23:57:54.242Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","cdb22b233d3c46c29da43ca5414e663d99091eea35bbaa5cf19ea603b9adb27d","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-12","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-10",611,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-cover.jpg"]