[{"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-12":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},2343594,4581,"Chapter 12","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-12",12,"\u003Cp>The old lady felt helpless, thinking Rong Ci was too passive, too yielding and indulgent toward Feng Tingshen, squandering countless opportunities and leaving them stuck in stagnation for all these years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since Rong Ci had said so, she didn’t press her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The banquet officially began; everyone chatted and ate, the atmosphere quite pleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci rarely spoke, quietly lowering her head to eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been over ten minutes since Feng Tingshen entered the room, yet the couple had exchanged not a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single exchange the entire time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was their usual dynamic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone had grown accustomed to it; no one found it unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Feng Jingxin wanted something to eat, she used to rely on Rong Ci to serve her, but now she was used to asking Feng Tingshen directly to pick food for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet when she wanted shrimp, she looked toward Rong Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in the past, whenever they ate shrimp, Rong Ci would always peel them for both her and Feng Tingshen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, I want shrimp.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci wanted a divorce and had no intention of fighting for custody of Feng Jingxin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, Feng Jingxin was still her daughter; she had an obligation and responsibility to treat her well and fulfill her needs as much as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when Feng Jingxin now asked her to peel shrimp, Rong Ci replied, “Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She put down her chopsticks and began peeling shrimp. The old lady watched her hands and suddenly paused: “Xiao Ci, where’s your ring?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her words, everyone—including Feng Tingshen—turned to look at Rong Ci’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After their marriage, though their marital life had been as cold as ice, Rong Ci had always worn the wedding ring the old lady had prepared for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In contrast, Feng Tingshen had never worn his once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wedding ring had vanished somewhere, no one knew where.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the years, Rong Ci had worn the ring wherever she went, unwilling to take it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone had grown used to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tinglin had mocked her countless times over this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, she wasn’t wearing the ring, and no one noticed at first—after all, no one normally stared at her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So if the old lady hadn’t mentioned it, no one else would have realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci’s motion of peeling shrimp paused imperceptibly, then she spoke calmly: “I left it at home this morning in a rush.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, she had taken off the ring when she first prepared the divorce agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had placed it inside the envelope with the agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they hadn’t officially divorced yet, and she knew the old lady would never agree to their divorce—if she mentioned it now, she and Feng Tingshen wouldn’t be able to divorce anytime soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Rong Ci didn’t tell the old lady the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old lady smiled: “Oh, I see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, everyone resumed eating as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, everyone moved to the living room, eating fruit and desserts while chatting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old lady had always wanted to bring Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She made them sit together again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen still gave Rong Ci not a single glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci didn’t want to sit beside him, but she couldn’t keep refusing the old lady, so she sat down beside Feng Tingshen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time in months they had sat so close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci could clearly smell the faint, familiar male perfume on Feng Tingshen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now her heart was still as still water; she ate her fruit pudding in small bites, showing no intention to initiate conversation with Feng Tingshen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old lady was delighted, smiling at them: “You two are so well-matched.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was tall, handsome, and striking; the other quiet, gentle, and exquisitely beautiful—on the surface, they were indeed a perfect pair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only on the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In every other regard, Rong Ci fell far short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, seeing the old lady so happy, Feng Tinglin and Sang Qian, though unconvinced, refrained from dampening her spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, they stayed overnight at the old mansion as the old lady wished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around eight-thirty, Feng Tingshen and the old lady went to the study to discuss business, while Feng Jingxin took Rong Ci’s hand and said she wanted to bathe and sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci went upstairs with her to give her a bath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting in the small bathtub, Feng Jingxin looked at Rong Ci and asked tentatively: “Mom, are you busy tomorrow morning?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could make a concession—let her mother take her to school tomorrow morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But deep down, she still hoped it would be Aunt Lin Wu who accompanied her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So if her mother were busy tomorrow morning, that would be better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci shook her head: “Not busy. Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Feng Jingxin pouted, disappointed: “Never mind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t say anything, and Rong Ci didn’t ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Feng Jingxin finished bathing, Rong Ci gently blow-dried her hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as her hair was dry, Feng Jingxin said she wanted to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci noticed her eyes fixed on her phone and said: “Just a little while, then sleep. Don’t stay up too long, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since her mother was free tomorrow, she’d have to tell Aunt Lin Wu about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin feared Lin Wu would feel hurt and disappointed, so she kept pondering how to tell her properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Already annoyed, and now tired of Rong Ci’s nagging, she pushed her out the door: “Mom, go out. I’ll turn off my phone and sleep by nine-thirty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin was indeed disciplined in this regard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Rong Ci wished her goodnight and left the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin immediately shut and locked the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci had just taken a step when she heard the sound of the lock clicking—she naturally heard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci didn’t think she was guarding against others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was guarding against only her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was guarding against her because she wanted to discuss something with Lin Wu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And indeed, that was exactly the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Feng Jingxin locked the door, she rushed back, opened her phone, found Lin Wu’s WeChat, and sent a message: 【Aunt Lin Wu…】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What they discussed, Rong Ci had no way of knowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t dwell on it, nor did she care to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned and returned to her room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old lady liked her and often invited her back for meals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the years, she had left many daily essentials here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She found a nightgown and went into the bathroom to bathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After bathing, she sat on her usual side of the bed. Seeing it was still early, she picked up the book she had placed in her bag and read quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know how long had passed when her eyes began to ache; she closed the book and checked the time—it was already eleven-thirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Feng Tingshen hadn’t returned yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, even if Feng Tingshen had once believed she had manipulated him, by the third year of their marriage, though he still wasn’t close to her, their relationship had improved somewhat from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But shortly after that, Lin Wu appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell in love with Lin Wu and began distancing himself from her again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since then, he had barely touched her at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she didn’t know whether he wasn’t coming back to the room tonight because he had no intention of returning, or because he was occupied with something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she thought about this, Rong Ci unconsciously left the bedroom and went downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a voice came from nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone’s asleep. It’s so late—why aren’t you going back to your room? Is it because Rong Ci is here, and you don’t want to go back?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1283,"2026-06-20T23:57:54.242Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","957774a0fa780eabe2731bbc59b16a06f4205970fab0606a5d8e701b420c749b","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-13","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-11",611,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-cover.jpg"]