[{"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-89":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},2343671,4581,"Chapter 89: The Person on the Other End of the Phone","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-89",89,"\u003Cp>After Feng Jingxin left, Rong Ci found her book and, instead of returning to her room, sat by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor to read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later, Grandma Feng brought up a pot of freshly brewed herbal medicine: “Xiao Ci, so you’re here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci put down her book and stood to take it: “Grandma, why did you bring it up yourself? You could’ve just called me down to drink it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your body is weak; it’s better to move as little as possible.” The old lady sat on another sofa, frowning. “I originally wanted Ting Shen to bring it to you, but he’s been typing away in his study—even on the weekend—still so busy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier in the dining room, Feng Ting Shen had been teaching Lin Wu about some project matters; Rong Ci assumed he preferred typing on the computer, which was why he went into the study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci thought about it silently, lifted the bowl, and began drinking the medicine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weather was cold now, and the medicine was no longer hot; Rong Ci held the bowl and drank it down in gulps, making Grandma Feng frown: “This medicine is so bitter, Xiao Ci, drink slowly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci set the bowl down: “It’s fine, not that bitter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After letting her rinse her mouth with water, the old lady handed her a piece of candy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci didn’t take it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dinner was nearly ready, but Rong Ci had already eaten and couldn’t eat more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandma Feng went downstairs to eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than half an hour later, Grandma Feng and Feng Jingxin came upstairs, but neither looked happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old lady’s face was cold: “It’s this late, and Ting Shen still goes to the company? He’ll work himself to death!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci had been so absorbed in her book that she hadn’t noticed the sound of a car outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Ting Shen going out so late at night must mean something had gone wrong with Lin Wu’s project—he’d gone to help her handle it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin pouted, lying on Rong Ci’s lap: “Dad didn’t take me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Ting Shen would never take her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he took her, everyone at Quanxun would know he was married and had a daughter this old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where would Lin Wu save face then?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could Feng Ting Shen possibly let Lin Wu suffer gossip?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nudged Feng Jingxin: “Mom’s still sick; go sit somewhere else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin: “...Okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still not fully recovered, Rong Ci couldn’t stay awake past ten and took a bath, falling asleep early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she woke the next day, she learned Feng Ting Shen hadn’t come home that night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Zhang’s medical skills were indeed excellent; her illness had nearly cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandma Feng had Old Zhang examine her again; he prescribed two more doses of tonic herbs for qi and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci planned to return to work normally; when Grandma Feng saw she couldn’t be persuaded otherwise, she said she couldn’t brew the medicine herself and insisted Rong Ci come back home to drink it at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Grandma Feng’s expression—she wouldn’t let her leave unless she agreed—Rong Ci reluctantly consented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin asked her to drive her to school; Rong Ci refused: “Mom didn’t drive back; next time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin didn’t care: “Then Mom can drive Dad’s car—I’ll call Dad, he’ll definitely agree.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Rong Ci could speak, Feng Jingxin dialed Feng Ting Shen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other end, the call connected quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the voice, Feng Jingxin nearly instinctively called out the person’s name—but seeing Rong Ci looking over, she swallowed the words and said: “Never mind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she hung up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin thought she’d hidden it well, but Rong Ci instantly realized that when the call connected, Feng Jingxin had instinctively been about to call out Lin Wu’s name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant the person answering the phone was Lin Wu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Jingxin felt uneasy lying to Rong Ci face-to-face: “Mom, then you’ll drive me to school next time, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci said: “Okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci and Feng Tingyi were going the same way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They left in the same car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingyi had missed morning recitation, so he recited his lessons in the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing him stumble, Rong Ci reminded him of two or three words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Tingyi gave Rong Ci a thumbs-up: “Sister-in-law, your memory is amazing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car arrived first at Feng Tingyi’s school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci had also graduated from this high school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the familiar campus stirred memories from her past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before she could dwell on them, Feng Tingyi got out and said: “Sister-in-law, goodbye!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, goodbye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car re-entered the flow of traffic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at Changmo, Yu Moxun pinched her cheek: “Why so pale? Are you sick?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, had a high fever yesterday.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You came to work today after a fever?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m fine now,” Rong Ci said dismissively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re heading over to Quanxun soon—come?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci, glancing at the latest test data, replied: “Sure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I’ll come get you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci noticed two sets of data had issues and went to find Su Yuquan to have him fix them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was about to sit down and review the documents on her desk when Yu Moxun came over, saying they were ready to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Quanxun, they exchanged no pleasantries with Tang Zong and immediately got to work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over an hour later, most tasks were handled, time was no longer tight, and Tang Zong handed each of them a cup of coffee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Moxun took a sip: “This coffee’s good—richer than before. Your company’s benefits are getting better.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Tang Zong’s face lit up with gossip: “That’s all thanks to Miss Lin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Moxun rolled his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected this to involve Lin Wu too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He set his coffee cup down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Rong Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Ci said: “I’m thirsty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She drank hers without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Moxun: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Zong’s gossip instincts still flared: “Didn’t General Feng assign Miss Lin full authority over a project?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Moxun: “...Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Zong: “Miss Lin’s probably handling a project this big for the first time—worried she’ll mess up, so her whole team worked overtime on weekends. Heard they stayed until past ten last night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Moxun’s tone was cold: “Oh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honestly, Miss Lin’s really diligent and responsible—she didn’t treat the project like a joke just because she’s General Feng’s girlfriend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Moxun laughed bitterly: “Isn’t it because she’s incompetent and needs everyone to stay late to cover for her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Zong understood his meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone needs to grow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps.” He said it dismissively, glancing at Rong Ci: “When our Xiao Ci first led a major company project, she handled everything smoothly from start to finish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Zong had only recently realized, through these recent interactions, that Rong Ci was even more capable than Yu Moxun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he believed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said: “At least she has the right attitude. With that attitude, plus General Feng’s willingness to invest in her training, her future achievements will surely be high.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1165,"2026-06-20T23:57:54.242Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3074e896f7b7e1506279fcf34f15c5a4d9463d48b48169c81aa1366cc905ce38","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-90","mr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-chapter-88",611,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmr-feng-your-wife-has-wanted-a-divorce-for-a-lon-cover.jpg"]