Chapter 583: A Short Separation is Better Than a New Marriage

Watching Chen Meng and the others enter the stairwell, I backed the car out and drove away in a flash.

I didn't want to go back to the office; a request was just a matter of minutes for me. My so-called working overtime was actually to find an opportunity for Chen Meng and the others to come out. Now that they were safe, I could only go home.

Stepping into the house, the first thing that rushed over was Huang Weiwei, shouting loudly, "Chen Feng, your son is too bad!"

I hugged her shoulders and kissed her on the forehead, saying, "Wife, how did my son offend you?"

"Your son peed on me three times today!" she said, pulling at her clothes, "I'm going to punish this kid by starving him."

"Starve him?" I looked at her full chest with a smile and, taking advantage of her not paying attention, touched it and said, "If I punish my son by starving him, wouldn't his father starve to death?"

She didn't expect me to do this, was so scared she broke free from my hug and jumped to the side, her face flushed as she whispered, "Hooligan!"

I laughed and called for Xi Meizhu to bring me slippers.

Ever since I hugged Xi Meizhu on New Year's Eve, she had told me a few times that from then on, she was my person!

I had always held a "let it be" attitude toward Xi Meizhu's statement; I had a beautiful wife at home, so I wouldn't be in a hurry to steal a bite, not to mention she was already a member of my family, and if I caused a fire in the backyard, I wouldn't even know how I died.

Huang Weiwei heard me calling Meizhu, stared at me, and said, "You treat Meizhu like a maid!"

She brought me slippers herself, bent down to help me take off my shoes and put them on. I leaned on the sofa incomparably enjoying it, closing my eyes and savoring the sweetness of the past.

Xi Meizhu in the room heard me calling her and came out holding my son.

She also saw Huang Weiwei helping me change shoes and shouted in surprise, "Brother, you are really an old master, wanting sister-in-law to change your shoes."

She shoved my son Niannian into my arms and bent down to pull Huang Weiwei, muttering, "Master Chen, I'm going to tell Mother."

Huang Weiwei smiled lightly, "Meizhu, don't make a fuss, Chen Feng is my husband, it's nothing for a wife to change shoes for her husband."

I was overjoyed but didn't dare to show it, just saying, "Son, Daddy is hungry, time to eat."

Huang Weiwei glared at me, took my son from my arms, and said, "Son, shall we starve your father to death?"

My son laughed, and my mood was also incomparably happy.

Xi Meizhu had already helped my mother to the dining room, and the family sat around; I scanned the room and felt full of happiness wandering around my body.

My wife Huang Weiwei was a typical virtuous wife and mother. After I received the news that I was going to work at the Municipal Petition Bureau, I told her the news immediately.

I thought she would be furious, but who knew she would be calm. Instead, she comforted me, saying, "When heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it will surely test their muscles and bones, and labor their body and skin."

I was a cadre trained at the Provincial Party School, and my classmates were all promoted after training. Only I, the monitor of the training class, was transferred at the same level, and went to the department that was the least visible in terms of achievements.

Being arranged like this showed that I had failed, and failed miserably.

There are two situations where a man can best reflect his value in front of a woman: either have an official position or have money.

The official position disappointed her, and money disappointed her even more.

Huang Weiwei was a woman who didn't love money. From the first day I met her, we had never talked about money. Her expenses were also very small; I almost never saw her spend any money in front of me.

The five million yuan from the share withdrawal that my aunt told me about last time, I estimated it was definitely not in her hands. She was a woman who couldn't hide words or things; if there was such a thing, she would tell me immediately.

Since the money from the share withdrawal was not in her hands, nor in mine, the only explanation was that the money was in her mother's hands, which was my mother-in-law Chen Yazhi.

But my mother-in-law had never talked to me about this, as if this matter didn't exist at all.

After dinner, Mother wanted to go back to her room to rest. My mother now liked sitting less and less; apart from the time for meals, she lay in bed the rest of the time. I once asked Xi Meizhu to push my mother downstairs in a wheelchair to walk and get some air. After walking a few times, my mother firmly refused to go downstairs again.

Xi Meizhu was cleaning up the table, and I was holding my son on the sofa watching TV.

After Huang Weiwei teased my son for a while, she whispered in my ear, "I bought a new set of clothes, do you want to see?"

I laughed, "Wife, of course I want to see."

She stood up, left me, and went straight to our bedroom.

After Xi Meizhu cleaned up the table, she took Niannian from my arms and teased him, "Niannian, let's go to sleep."

My son had been helped by Xi Meizhu since he was born, and he had always slept with her at night. Therefore, judging from my son's current performance, his feelings for Xi Meizhu were greater than for us.

My son was taken away, and the TV was boring, so I got up and prepared to go back to the bedroom.

As soon as I pushed open the door, I saw someone lying diagonally on the bed, her figure rising and falling like mountain ranges, a thin gauze covering her beautiful body. She had a smile in her eyes, shy like a ripe persimmon, hanging on the branch.

My heart felt like it had been set on fire, and it burned up.

This was my wife Huang Weiwei; she had already taken a bath and put on the new clothes she wanted me to see.

I rushed to the bed in a few steps and pressed my body down without hesitation.

After my son was born, this was our first time having marital life. The emotions suppressed for nearly a year burst out like a broken dam, unstoppable.

Huang Weiwei panted, her hands hugging my waist, her eyes like silk.

After a burst of intensity, we lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, counting the grid plates.

"Husband!" she turned over, pressed her upper body on my chest, looked into my eyes, and asked, "Is work okay?"

I sighed and said, "It's just like that."

She rubbed my earlobe and blew a breath on my neck, saying, "Husband, don't be discouraged. You are not an ordinary person, I believe in you."

I hugged her smooth back and kissed her on the cheek, saying, "Wife, as long as I have you, I am willing to be a farmer."

She smiled with satisfaction, suddenly exclaimed, "Husband, look, your chest is wet."

I propped myself up and saw that my chest was indeed wet, cool like the spring breeze in March.

She covered her mouth and giggled, wiping it with a tissue, saying, "This is your son's ration!"

So seductive, how could I be a pool of stagnant water?

I turned over, hugged her in my arms, and said, "Wife, my son's father is full, and he should eat too."

Just then, I heard my son crying heartbreakingly outside the room.

We hurriedly put on our clothes in a mess, opened the door, and saw Xi Meizhu holding the child and coaxing him anxiously.

My son was really hungry! This kid was more powerful than me; as soon as he saw his mother, his eyes didn't leave his mother's chest. I took my son from Xi Meizhu's arms and said, "Meizhu, I'll do it."

Xi Meizhu laughed, "Brother, don't act like a master, Niannian doesn't recognize anyone but his mother at this time, even if the Heavenly King came."

My son was indeed struggling in my arms and wouldn't stop crying. I slapped his little butt lightly and said, "Little thing, get to your mother."

My son fell asleep while eating milk, but Huang Weiwei wouldn't let go. She simply directed me, "Husband, I'll sleep with my son tonight, you sleep on the sofa."

I shouted, "This is unreasonable, the three of us can sleep together."

Huang Weiwei shook her head and said, "No, I'm afraid you'll crush my son."

She hugged my son into the room and locked the door tightly.

I stood by the door, with no way at all.

Xi Meizhu quietly pulled me and said, "Brother, listen to sister-in-law, you sleep on the sofa. I'll go get you a quilt."

She brought me a quilt, helped me spread it on the sofa, and smiled lightly, "It's okay."

My mood was extremely depressed; my wife, who was just like dry wood and fire, now had a son and kicked me out the door. Was there any justice in this?

Lying in the quilt, I turned on the TV and suddenly saw a rebroadcast of the city news.

My heart was shocked, remembering what happened at the Petition Bureau in the morning, I quickly sat up from the quilt, found my mobile phone, and called Chen Meng.

The phone rang for a long time without anyone answering, and I stared at the news, afraid of missing a second.

I watched the news with fear and trepidation, and didn't find any news about the Petition Bureau, so my hanging heart finally let go. I knew that news in Hengyue City generally wouldn't be broadcast on the same day, because technical means and other reasons caused the news to become old news when it was broadcast.

But I absolutely couldn't take it lightly now; not broadcasting today didn't mean not broadcasting tomorrow. The mayor's reception visit itself was big news, and the news unit wouldn't let go of such a piece of good news.

TV news not broadcasting didn't mean newspaper news wouldn't be on.

As the chief reporter of the Hengyue Daily, Chen Meng had always emphasized the "newness" of news. Would she report the news of the mayor's reception visit in the newspaper?

TV news might not broadcast Su Ya's footage after editing, but would Chen Meng not reproduce the scene of Su Ya crying injustice in text?

I became restless and called Chen Meng several times in a row. The phone connected, but she didn't answer, and in the end, she simply turned it off.

Cold sweat ran down my back; if Chen Meng's reported news appeared in the Hengyue Daily tomorrow morning, the Municipal Petition Bureau would fall into an abyss of no return.

I must find her! I made up my mind and started to put on my clothes and get out of bed.

Just as I was about to open the door, Xi Meizhu came out of the room, saw me going out, and asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

"Urgent matter." I couldn't care about explaining in detail, opened the door, and ran out.

It must be inappropriate to break into my cousin's house in the middle of the night; I must call He Jiaxiao first.

He Jiaxiao's side was very noisy, and after hearing my meaning clearly, he told me loudly, "Mengmeng is at the newspaper office tonight!"

My heart was happy, and I drove straight to the newspaper office. ===== CHAPTER 584 =====