[{"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-5":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},2343587,4581,"Chapter 5: Madam Went on a Business Trip","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-5",5,"\u003Cp>Yu Moxun and Rong Ci have rarely seen each other these years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet after just a few meetings, Yu Moxun could see how far she had fallen from the confident woman she once was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling the old Rong Ci, he never imagined the word “insecure” would ever apply to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Moxun knew little about Rong Ci’s marriage to Feng Tingshen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had his suspicions, but said nothing outright—only said to her with serious intent: “Falling behind for a while doesn’t matter. Your ability and talent are beyond ordinary geniuses. Xiao Ci, as long as you still have the heart to walk this path, it’s never too late to start over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t forget, you were the student my teacher was most proud of in his entire career.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci smiled: “If my teacher heard that, he’d sneer and say he was forced to pick the tallest among dwarfs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of her once elegant yet sharp-tongued teacher, Rong Ci’s smile faded slightly: “I just saw on the news that he returned for the anniversary celebration. How is he?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s fine, but us old students keep showing up out of the blue and driving him crazy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci laughed, her heart filled with nostalgia for the days when her master forced her to write papers every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Moxun said: “Come back, Xiao Ci.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci gripped her teacup tightly, took a deep breath, and nodded: “Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began studying artificial intelligence as a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She truly loved this field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had abandoned her own dreams for Feng Tingshen for six or seven years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being away for six or seven years, catching up will take considerable time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she believed that as long as she worked hard, it was still possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Moxun asked again: “When exactly will you return?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My current job still needs someone to take over—it’ll take some more time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine. No need to rush.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she was coming back, what was another wait?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two chatted a while longer. Yu Moxun checked the time and said: “Someone recommended me an algorithm genius—apparently he just returned to the country. We’ve arranged to meet. Since we happen to be here, want to come with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci shook her head: “I don’t know your people. Maybe next time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Yu Moxun left, Rong Ci saw Feng Tingshen’s sister, Feng Tinglin, walking toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci had seen her on the news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she never expected to run into her here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She greeted her: “Sister Tinglin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tinglin didn’t respond, frowning at her: “Why are you here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today’s T University anniversary—I came back to see it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci didn’t mention it, but Feng Tinglin had forgotten she was also a T University graduate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet aside from current faculty and students, everyone returning today were honored alumni invited by the school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was a nobody like Rong Ci doing here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as she didn’t say anything foolish and embarrass the Feng family, Feng Tinglin didn’t care to scold her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Feng Tinglin got straight to the point: “Xiao Ming said he misses your cooking. I’ll send him over to you and Tingshen later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Ming was Feng Tinglin’s son, one or two years older than Feng Jingxin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tinglin and her husband had a bad relationship. She was too busy with work in recent years to care for her child, and now her son had grown increasingly rebellious—she wanted to control him, but couldn’t anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Learning her son liked her cooking, Feng Tinglin had been sending him to Rong Ci and Tingshen’s place whenever she had free time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for the old lady, no one in the Feng family took Rong Ci seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half-grown children imitate what they see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Xiao Ming liked her food, he looked down on her as his aunt-in-law and treated her like a servant whenever he came over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, because of Tingshen, Rong Ci had treated Feng Tinglin’s child with utmost care and never minded his disrespect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now that she and Tingshen were preparing for divorce, she no longer wished to humiliate herself for his sake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Rong Ci replied directly: “Sorry, Sister Tinglin, I’m busy tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since she was returning to her field, she’d devote all her time to real work from now on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was Tingshen or Feng Tinglin, after the divorce, she’d have nothing to do with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wouldn’t waste another moment on them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tinglin hadn’t expected Rong Ci to refuse her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Rong Ci had once lowered herself repeatedly to please the Feng family for Tingshen’s sake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Feng Tinglin didn’t think much of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci had never refused her before. Now that she said she was busy, Feng Tinglin assumed she truly was—otherwise, how could she possibly pass up a chance to please her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she wasn’t pleased: “Tingshen and Jingxin aren’t around you anymore. What urgent matter could you possibly have?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci couldn’t help but smile bitterly inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For years, she had abandoned herself, centering her entire life around Tingshen and her daughter, always revolving around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To hear such a remark from Feng Tinglin now was truly deserved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she wouldn’t be like that anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Rong Ci was about to speak—when a few people approached them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Feng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They clearly came looking for Feng Tinglin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Rong Ci, they glanced at her and asked: “Miss Feng, who is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tinglin didn’t say Rong Ci was her brother’s wife—only replied coldly: “A friend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, a friend…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all back at T University for the anniversary, all of high status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Feng Tinglin meet someone, they assumed it was someone important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that they saw Feng Tinglin’s attitude toward Rong Ci, aside from one man who noticed her beauty and couldn’t help staring at her long, pale legs, no one gave her another glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They surrounded Feng Tinglin and quickly walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tinglin refused to acknowledge her as her brother’s wife. In the past, Rong Ci might have been heartbroken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Rong Ci didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Feng Tinglin left, she picked up her bag and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, past ten, Feng Tingshen and Feng Jingxin’s flight landed on time at the airport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They arrived home near midnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin fell asleep before they even reached the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen carried Feng Jingxin upstairs. Passing the master bedroom, he noticed the door was open—but the room was pitch black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carried Feng Jingxin to her room, returned to the master bedroom, and turned on the dim light. His gaze flicked to the bed—empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci wasn’t there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, the butler brought up his luggage. Feng Tingshen loosened his tie and asked: “Where is she?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler hurried to reply: “Madam went on a business trip.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a month ago, when Rong Ci packed and left, he happened to be away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other servants said she had taken luggage with her—she must have gone on a business trip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was strange: Rong Ci rarely traveled, and when she did, it was usually only two or three days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, she’d been gone for half a month and still hadn’t returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen grunted and asked no more.\u003C\u002Fp>",1215,"2026-06-20T23:57:54.242Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","218f374340b60cf43a18cb620d964df0dfb6643ebd261bad6f0aea61f0514f25","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-6","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-4",611,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-cover.jpg"]