Chapter 25: A Failed Marriage
Lin Xi sneered: "I have already made it very clear, the vixen outside the door, there is her without me, there is me without her." ā
Dean Wen looked at her sideways: "You forgot all the things you promised me back then?" For so many years, you haven't taken care of my affairs, what are you crazy about this time? ā
Referring to the past, Lin Xi's fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly, she clenched her sleeves with both hands, turned her back, and said coldly: "I promised not to divorce back then, but don't forget that I have the conditions to leave that woman." Now what are you going to do with another Shen Qiang? Do you make alternatives? ā
Although Lin Xi did not mention Shen Wei, Dean Wen knew who Lin Xi was talking about. Thinking of Shen Wei, Dean Wen sighed dejectedly, after so many years, there is not much left to say that the feelings have faded. Shen Wei is the root cause of the breakdown of his relationship with Lin Xi, at first Lin Xi knew that it was just trouble, but then he suddenly went crazy and wanted to kill Shen Wei, even if he died together, so that everyone knew about it. As a last resort, he could only temporarily separate from Shen Wei, and Shen Wei was also frightened by the red-eyed Lin Xi, and after a long time, no matter how deep his feelings were, they were consumed. Dean Wen sighed: "What did you do back then?" Just because the name is a bit like? I just took the name casually, are you like that? ā
Lin Xi glanced back at him, and his eyes were so cold that Dean Wen couldn't hide for a moment: "Can you say that you don't have a little thought?" She paused, her gaze becoming colder and colder, "If hatred could kill people, that woman would have been cut by a thousand knives a long time ago, and I would never tolerate anything related to her - even if the name is similar!" ā
"And what do you want?" Dean Wen asked with a lack of energy.
"Let her go! If not for me, for your son's sake. ā
It's okay not to mention his son, but when he mentioned his son, Dean Wen immediately exploded: "When did that stinky boy think about me, and when did he have me in his eyes!" ā
Lin Xi didn't expect him to react so violently all of a sudden, and he was a little stunned for a while.
Dean Wen glanced at the thermos cup on the desk, and asked in a calm voice, "What's on the table?" ā
"The chicken soup I boiled for my son will be sent to school in a while."
Dean Wen's eyes lit up, he reached out and took the chicken soup, opened the door and walked out.
"What are you doing!" Lin Xi chased after him, "You dare to give the chicken soup I boiled to that vixen-" Before the threatening words of the second half of the sentence could be spoken, Lin Xi saw Dean Wen go out around Shen Qiang's table.
Dean Wen walked quickly at his feet, and muttered in his mouth: "Give that kid chicken soup, so you can anger me early!" ā
Along the way, the staff in the hospital saw President Wen carrying a thermos flask, with a fierce face and walking like a fly. When he walked to the door of the real yĆ n room, Dean Wen's fierce face immediately became gentle and kind, and he walked into the real yĆ n room with a light pace.
Several pairs of eyes in the room looked at Dean Wen who was smiling, and Dean Wen raised the thermos flask in his hand: "Professor Ji, this is chicken soup, drink more to make up for your serious illness." After speaking, he stuffed the thermos flask into Yun Shu's hand.
Ji Rong was still holding a test tube in his hand, and he couldn't react for a while. And Dean Wen had already walked out talking to himself: "Then you are busy." Assistant Yun, don't forget to give Professor Ji chicken soup. He went out with a smile on his face.
Several people in the room glanced at each other and continued to bury their heads in their work.
Dean Wen returned to the office again, Lin Xi was still sitting there, and when he saw him coming back, he asked with a cold face, "Where is the chicken soup?" ā
"It's for Professor Ji."
Lin Xi wanted to speak and stopped.
Dean Wen said: "Okay, you go back first, and we'll talk about it in the evening if you have a problem." ā
"You think about it carefully, I won't tolerate it this time, either divorce or let that vixen go." Lin Xi put down his words, took the bag and walked out of the office.
Dean Wen glanced at her, saw Lin Xi leaving angrily, and left this matter behind him in a blink of an eye.
After work, in order to prevent Lin Xi from coming to the hospital to make trouble again, Dean Wen obediently went home. When the car entered the yard, I saw a little boy of five or six years old leaning against the door, and when he got out of the car, his pretty little face immediately wrinkled, and he said loudly: "Wen Zhong, did you quarrel with my mother again today?" Snatched my chicken soup too! Did you give it to the vixen? You old pervert who has no interest and only knows how to pick up girls all day long. ā
Dean Wen was beautiful in front of people, and he didn't know how many times he had been insulted by this stinky boy, and when he heard such words, he didn't raise his eyelids and entered the house.
The little boy was wearing a small brown and yellow coat with a cartoon rabbit embroidered on it, with a childish look, seeing that Wen Zhong ignored him, he followed his footsteps and asked: "When will you divorce my mother, I should change my father early!" ā
Wen Zhong finally stopped, looked at the little boy who was less than his waist from top to bottom, and reprimanded loudly: "Can a different father put up with you like me?" I'd already thrown you out to feed the pigs, go back to your room and study. ā
"You just need to roll, I use to walk, you stupid guy with no interest, no wonder my mother doesn't want you." The little boy said with a wrinkled nose.
"Wen Nan, if you talk too much, I will lock you up in school tomorrow, and don't come back for the rest of your life!" Wen Zhong said as he walked inside.
The little boy walked on his short legs and followed Wen Zhong's footsteps: "So that I don't have to see you again, a worrying pervert, if it weren't for missing my mother, I wouldn't want to come back." ā
Lin Xi heard the bickering of one big and one small from afar, and pulled his son into his arms: "Good, go to the room to do your homework, I have something to say to my father." ā
"I don't want this idiot to be my dad." Wen Nan took Lin Xi's hand and said in a milky voice, "Mom, don't be polite to him, divorce him, let him wear pants and sweep the street, and see how he picks up girls." Wen Zhong, who was angry, raised his fist and wanted to beat him, but Wen Nan saw that the situation was not good, and ran away.
Lin Xi crossed his waist and glared angrily: "You dare to touch my son and try it!" ā
Dean Wen lowered his fist: "They are all good sons you taught." ā
Lin Xi sneered: "It's not thanks to your words and deeds, otherwise how could my son be so reasonable." ā
Dean Wen couldn't say a word when he was blocked, so he breathed a sigh of relief before saying, "In the future, don't go to the hospital again, be embarrassed, and let the staff in the hospital think of me." ā
"If you wanted face, you wouldn't do those things." Lin Xi threw out a piece of paper, "Sign the divorce agreement." ā
"What kind of divorce are you getting when you're old, you don't interfere with me, I don't interfere with you, isn't it good?"
Lin Xi said coldly: "I can ignore you, but that woman can't." ā
"Then there's not much to say." Dean Wen shook his hand and opened the car door, got in and started the car.
Lin Xi watched the silver-white streamer drift away, and a sad tear suddenly fell.
Dean Wen looked at the woman in the rearview mirror, and although she couldn't see her expression clearly, her shoulders shrugged, and a smell of sadness shrouded her body.
Dean Wen is also uncomfortable, the marriage has come to the point where it is now, maybe he is more wrong, but he can't start all over again.