[{"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-53":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},2343635,4581,"Chapter 53: Boyfriend Shirt Vibe","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-53",53,"\u003Cp>Rong Ci: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt a bit embarrassed, but not overly uncomfortable—after all, they were already married, and the things couples do had long since become familiar to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the years since their marriage, she had always hoped Feng Tingshen would fall in love with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she had never deliberately seduced him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that she hadn’t thought about it—she simply believed it wouldn’t work on him, so she never acted on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, the pajamas she normally wore at home were mostly loose, collared two-piece sets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The top she was wearing now happened to be loose and long enough that even without pants, it wasn’t particularly revealing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She genuinely had no intention of seducing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, to avoid any misunderstanding, she explained: “I just forgot to grab my pants...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci felt her top was loose and long enough that not wearing pajama pants wasn’t revealing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she forgot that her figure was exceptional—slender yet curvaceous—and the asymmetrical cut of the top, shorter in front and longer in back, perfectly showcased her fair, elegant legs while subtly revealing the triangle area...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Added to that, she had just showered—her face was soft and pale, her skin glowing white and clean, giving off an utterly pure, innocent vibe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, this pajama set made her look exactly like she was wearing a boyfriend’s shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More alluring than any sexy nightwear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen listened to her, glanced at her twice, then looked away and said coolly, “Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he hadn’t misunderstood, Rong Ci exhaled in relief, said nothing more, and turned toward the walk-in closet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dressing, when she stepped out of the closet, Feng Tingshen was still in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci, convinced there was nothing left to talk about between them, glanced at him briefly, then walked past him to sit at the vanity and begin her skincare routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen, meanwhile, got up, went to the closet for clothes, and headed to the bathroom to shower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already late, so after finishing her skincare, Rong Ci simply got into bed and went to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time she’d shared a bed with Feng Tingshen at the old mansion, her heart had been calm, and she’d fallen asleep quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because he’d agreed to help her last night, her emotions were now complicated, and even after lying down for a long while, she still couldn’t sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, Feng Tingshen had finished showering and stepped out of the bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, he turned off the lights and got into bed on the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci kept her eyes closed but could sense the distance between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen had no intention of speaking to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long after, Rong Ci’s awareness drifted from clarity into fuzziness, and she fell asleep without realizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Rong Ci woke up, she was alone in bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After freshening up and changing clothes, she went downstairs to find the grandmother already up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the grandmother was about to speak, Feng Tingshen walked in from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore gray athletic wear, his hair damp with sweat—he’d clearly just finished running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the grandmother and greeted, “Good morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grandmother looked at the two of them, her expression darkening: “You... both got up this early?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci found this odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waking up early and going to bed early wasn’t a good thing, wasn’t it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did the grandmother seem so displeased—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was thinking this, Feng Tingshen spoke coolly beside her: “I studied pharmacology. That soup of yours doesn’t work on me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he turned and walked upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci froze for a moment, then realized two seconds later—last night, the grandmother had slipped something into their soup...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was that kind of something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Feng Tingshen understood pharmacology—he saw through it, and apparently hadn’t drunk the soup last night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci never imagined the grandmother would do something like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She frowned, before the grandmother sighed discontentedly: “Sometimes, it’s not a good thing for a grandson to know too much. Sigh... I was hoping for another grandchild. Xiao Ci, if you have time, try harder with Tingshen, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Feng Tingshen had agreed to help her last night, she knew there was no future left for them together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything had actually happened between them last night, it would have been truly disastrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for having another child—it was even more impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was thinking this, Feng Jingxin came downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her, and remembering her admiration and affection for Lin Wu, Rong Ci’s expression grew colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At breakfast, Feng Tingshen automatically sat beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But neither of them initiated conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday, Rong Ci had taken Feng Jingxin to school; today, Feng Jingxin asked Feng Tingshen to take her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen replied, “Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grandmother glanced at Rong Ci and said, “Then Tingshen, take Xiao Ci too—it’s on the same way—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci interrupted: “No need, Grandma. He has many business engagements and rarely stays at the company. I don’t have a car, so it’s inconvenient.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the grandmother insisted: “Let him go to his engagements—he can send the driver to pick you up if you’re done working and don’t have a ride.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Rong Ci could respond, the grandmother declared decisively: “It’s settled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Feng Tingshen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His silence meant he agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After breakfast, Rong Ci had no choice but to get into Feng Tingshen’s car with Feng Jingxin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin climbed in as if she knew the routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With both Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen driving her, she was unusually happy today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Rong Ci couldn’t remember the last time she’d ridden in Feng Tingshen’s car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Feng Jingxin got in, Rong Ci was about to follow, when Feng Tingshen suddenly said, “Sit over there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci paused, embarrassed, but walked around to the other side and got in as the driver opened the door for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between her and Feng Tingshen sat Feng Jingxin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen seemed busy, scrolling through messages on his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci stared straight ahead, but Feng Jingxin crawled into Feng Tingshen’s lap, peeking over his chest at his phone: “Ah, it’s Aunt Wu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingshen’s eyes remained on his phone; he merely murmured, “Mm,” acknowledging Feng Jingxin’s comment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps remembering Rong Ci was there, Rong Ci noticed Feng Jingxin sneak a glance at her twice, then returned to staring at Feng Tingshen’s phone—without revealing any of the messages between him and Lin Wu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, Feng Jingxin, bored, climbed out of Feng Tingshen’s lap and opened the car’s storage compartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci wasn’t deliberately looking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her peripheral vision caught something inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was lipstick, a small women’s handbag, and Feng Jingxin’s old backpack—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was obvious the lipstick and handbag belonged to Lin Wu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, she finally understood why Feng Tingshen hadn’t let her sit on his side earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because that seat was the one Lin Wu always used.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t allow her to sit there.\u003C\u002Fp>",1189,"2026-06-20T23:57:54.242Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2f4fef03c49aa439f3f1840d8657cef77dfb086586b116a82cc3d60d865f1eac","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-54","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-52",611,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-cover.jpg"]