Chapter 340 - Chapter 340: Divorce

Chapter 340: Divorce

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Clap!’

The passersby on the street were shocked. Many of them stopped and looked over.

At a table by the window, a blue-robed man of medium height raised his hand and slapped a round-faced woman in her early thirties.

“Madam Sun,” the blue-robed man reprimanded the round-faced woman with disgust, “are you deliberately trying to burn Wu Niang’s hand?!’

On the table, a white porcelain teacup toppled over, spilling the tea.

“I didn’t…” A red palm print appeared on Madam Sun’s left cheek. The wooden hairpin on her bun was askew, and a few strands of hair were scattered messily on her cheek. Her eyes were filled with tears.

Beside the blue-robed man, a charming young woman with an oval face covered her stomach with one hand. Her beautiful face turned pale as she cried out, “Aiya, husband, I feel a little pain in my stomach.”

‘Wu Niang, are you alright?” The blue-robed man held the young woman in his arms, his heart aching, “How’s your stomach?”

The young woman bit her lower lip and said coquettishly, “Perhaps our child was frightened and was kicking me just now… He’s fine now.”

As she spoke, the young woman glanced at Madam Sun indifferently, her description carrying the complacency of a victor.

The blue-robed man heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. When he turned to look at Madam Sun again, his expression was filled with disgust and anger. He scolded, “Madam Sun, you’re a hen who doesn’t know how to lay eggs. What if you scare the child in Wu Niang’s stomach? Can you afford it?!” “I should divorce a woman like you who has no tolerance!”

His voice rose to a crescendo that carried almost halfway down the street. More and more people turned to look in their direction.

Madam Sun covered her swollen left cheek. The tears in her eyes fell uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes. Her body trembled non-stop, and her head lowered lower and lower…

“Eh? Isn’t this Boss Li of the Eight Qian House?” The waiter remembered and clapped his hands.

“It’s Li Baqian!” Beside him, an old woman spat on the ground in disdain. ‘This Li Baqian is heartless. Back then, he was poor. He relied on his wife’s skills to save money and open the Eight Qian House.”

“Now that business is booming and his days are good, he’s despising his wife for not being able to have children and even has a concubine.

“Hmph, for a concubine, he actually hit his wife. This Li fellow has no conscience. He’s really heartless!”

Another middle-aged woman sighed. “Women still have to be able to have children.”

Her words attracted the approval of many people around her. They looked at Madam Sun with sympathy and disdain for her husband.

An Le grew up in the palace and was well-protected. No one would tell her about these conflicts between wives and concubines.

“Do I have to be beaten if I don’t have a child?” The little girl in the wheelchair muttered softly, ‘Then I’d better not find a husband!”

Her voice was very soft. Only Gu Yanfei and Chu Yi, who were beside the wheelchair, heard it.

“Of course not.” Gu Yanfei leaned over to An Le’s ear and said mockingly, “Even a beast wouldn’t do this.”

“An Le, in the future, you have to choose a husband who only cares about you.”

An Le nodded obediently. She covered her mouth with her hand and whispered to Gu Yanfei, “Father said that he would choose an obedient son-in-law for

Gu Yanfei burst out laughing and nodded seriously. “Yes, it’s good to be obedient.”

‘When the time comes, I’ll help you check if he’s really obedient.” She teased the little girl.

‘Yes!” An Le was even happier. She pursed her lips and nodded.

Chu Yi looked at the two of them whispering to each other, and his lips curled up slightly. His pensive gaze landed on Gu Yanfei’s face.

More and more people flocked over to watch the commotion. They pointed at the three people in the hall, but no one was guessing the riddle.

Seeing this, Boss Li, who was in the lobby of the restaurant, felt a little awkward. He casually threw a piece of silver on the table and said, “This is the money for the wine.”

He carefully helped the oval-faced young woman up and hugged her slender waist as he said gently, “Wu Niang, let’s go. We’ll go shopping and wait for the lights. There are fireworks at Dazhao Temple tonight.’

He ignored his wife, Madam Sun, and only walked out of the restaurant with her beautiful concubine in his arms. Madam Sun covered her face and followed behind stiffly with her head lowered, in a daze.

The three of them walked past the wheelchair.

Gu Yanfei held onto the wheelchair. As she straightened her body, she said, “An

Le, leave it to me. Don’t worry, my judgment is very accurate. For example, this

Madam will have a son and a daughter in her life..”