Chapter 900: Regretting the Wife-Abuse, Heading to the Crematorium to Win Her Back 3
The next day.
Jian Yining came again.
But he didn't dare appear in front of Wan'er; instead, he hid in the corner of a wall, watching longingly as his wife and daughters got all dressed up and climbed into Jin Zhenzhou's car!
The car drove off, and he followed.
They didn't stop at the outdoor playground; it was too cold outside.
They went to the playground inside the mall, the two of them guarding the slide, one on each side, catching the three little ones as they slid down.
Wan'er and the children were wearing matching parent-child outfits: sky-blue T-shirts and jeans.
Jian Yining had one of those T-shirts too, but he hadn't even tried it on after buying it!
During that time, he had been running to Huang Qin's place every day after work, even on weekends, and had absolutely no time to accompany his wife and children to go out and play in matching outfits.
Jin Zhenzhou wasn't wearing a suit today; he was also wearing a sky-blue T-shirt. Although it wasn't the same style, it still looked quite similar at a glance.
The two of them worked together very tacitly to take care of the children. Wan'er used a tissue to wipe the sweat from the children's foreheads, and Jin Zhenzhou handed them water to drink. They looked like a real family of five, while Jian Yining hid behind a pillar to peek, feeling like an outsider even to himself.
The three little ones' joyful laughter reached his ears from time to time, and Jian Yining was furious!
He pounded his fingers against the pillar and cursed hatefully in a low voice: "You heartless little things, you don't even know your own surname when someone else is playing with you."
"They can take the surname Jin. Wan'er and I share the same surname, which is just perfect."
"Hey, are you a ghost? When did you come out?" Jian Yining was startled.
Jin Zhenzhou handed him a bottle of water: "Actually, I discovered you a long time ago. That's right, Wan'er discovered you too. She asked me to come over and tell you to stay away from us and not to disturb us."
Jian Yining refused to be outdone: "What a joke. Is the mall owned by your family? I'll be wherever I want to be, is that any of your business? I don't want to waste my breath on you; I know exactly what your purpose is in approaching Wan'er."
"I won't expose you, I'm saving face for you. Name your price—how much will it take for you to leave Wan'er? I guarantee I won't haggle and will write you a check immediately."
Jin Zhenzhou's smile was very punchable: "That's not right, is it? You left with nothing when you got divorced. I'm afraid you don't even have much money for food now, so what are you using to bribe me? Besides, there's one thing you need to know: the mall is owned by my family."
Jian Yining:...
He had thought Jin Zhenzhou was a man living off a woman, but he hadn't expected him to be a rich second generation.
"Since you have money, you could find any kind of girl you want. Why insist on snatching my wife?"
Jin Zhenzhou didn't yield at all: "Not everyone is as blind as you, unable to see the priceless treasure right beside you, while treating a dead fish's eye as a gem."
"Wan'er is single now, not your wife. I have the right to pursue her, and of course, you do too. But looking at it now, you have almost no advantage, so I advise you to give up and stop bringing humiliation upon yourself."
Jian Yining:...
His words, while infuriating, were indeed reasonable.
It was indeed his own doing; otherwise, no one could have possibly come between Wan'er and her feelings for him.
But he would absolutely not give up.
Since he had squandered his own reputation, Jian Yining prepared to find "external aid."
Jian Yixin's office.
Her younger brother entered, but she pretended not to see him and continued looking at her documents.
"Sis, do you have time at noon? Let's grab a meal together." He snatched the document from his sister's hand and offered his own smiling face.
After all, one doesn't hit a person who is smiling.
"No time. I'm full just looking at you."
Jian Yixin didn't give him a pleasant look and reached out to snatch the document back, but grabbed nothing.
"Sister, don't be angry anymore. I've become a lonely man now; no one wants to pay me any mind. If you don't care about me either, I'll be too pitiful!"
Instead of sitting on the sofa, he sat on the office desk, acting shamelessly just like when he was a child: "Sis, you have to help me. I don't care, you must help me!"
Jian Yixin:...
"Can you have a little bit of backbone?"
"I can't. I can't live without Wan'er, but she's about to be snatched away by someone else. What do I do? Sis, what do I do? You have to help me!"
Jian Yixin: "Can you have a little backbone and be calm?"
"I can't, I can't. I admit it's all my fault, but I want to change now. Can't you give me a chance?"
"It's no use talking to me. This matter still requires Mom to help you..." Jian Yixin finally softened and offered her brother advice.
Jian Yining hesitated: "I haven't told them about my divorce. Mom and Dad are old, and I'm afraid their hearts won't be able to take it if they hear this news."
Sister: "Besides Mom, no one else can help you with this. There are no walls that don't leak; you can't keep it hidden forever."
Jian Family.
Jian Yining arrived at his parents' house and bowed without saying a word.
"Hmph! What are you doing?"
"Our character is no good, we only know how to bully the weak, so we can't afford such a grand gesture from you. Why don't you wait until I'm dead to bow?" Jian Xiansheng's lingering anger had not yet subsided; he was still angry at his son, so naturally, he had no kind words.
Lady Jian was anxious and kept winking at her husband from the side, meaning for him to say less and not be so harsh to their son.
"Mom, Dad, I know I was wrong. If you're angry with me, just give me a beating to vent your anger; please don't keep it bottled up inside."
This was one good thing about Jian Yining: he knew how to correct his mistakes, and he was very quick to admit them—though he would just commit them again after changing, tempered through a hundred trials.
They were his own flesh and blood after all; regardless of who was right or wrong, and regardless of how angry they were at the time.
Now that their son had just admitted his mistake, Lady Jian immediately forgave him.
"Alright, son, don't just stand there, come over and sit. It's only been a few days and you've already lost a whole circle of weight. Mom is going to the kitchen to cook. In a while, you call Wan'er and ask her to bring the children over. I haven't seen them in many days..."
Jian Yining held his mother back: "Mom, don't trouble yourself. I came here because there's something I want to tell you."
"What is it?"
Jian Yining's thoughts turned a hundred times in his mind, but he still couldn't bring himself to say it.
"Forget it, it's nothing."
"That's not right, something must be wrong. Tell Mom. If you don't tell me, I'll go ask Wan'er; I'll find out sooner or later."
"I, I divorced Wan'er!"
"What? You troublesome thing..." Jian Xiansheng clutched his chest, his face full of pain.
The person who couldn't take it first was not Lady Jian, but Jian Xiansheng.
"Old partner, don't get agitated, you must not get agitated." Lady Jian hurriedly helped her old partner catch his breath and directed her son to get the quick-acting heart-saving pill.
She poured twenty or thirty pills out of the small bottle and stuffed them into her old partner's mouth, letting him hold them under his tongue.
Fortunately, there was no major issue. Jian Xiansheng recovered and gave his son a death order—he must win his daughter-in-law back, otherwise, he would no longer acknowledge him as his son.
Lady Jian didn't wait for her son to plead; she took full responsibility: "Don't worry, Son, Mom will help you. I will definitely help you drive away that man who is pursuing Wan'er. Your mom doesn't dare claim much, but if I dare to claim second place in causing trouble, no one else can be first."
Indeed, based on Lady Jian's past combat effectiveness, she was the most suitable person for this kind of thing.
End of Chapter
