Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!-Chapter 591: This Man Actually Learned to Turn the Tables!
Of course he didn’t, Ye Fei was well aware of that.
But this man unexpectedly uttered the term ’mistress’.
Was he even thinking about it?
Even thinking about it was unacceptable!
Even if it were hypothetical, Ye Fei found it unsettling to hear.
"No, absolutely not!" This was going to stir up a hornet’s nest.
It wasn’t Zhao Gushen stirring up Ye Fei’s hornet’s nest.
It was Ye Fei stirring up Zhao Gushen’s.
Now Zhao Gushen didn’t just hold her hand and press his arm against hers.
He wrapped both arms around Ye Fei tightly.
They were like two human chains.
"How could you think of me that way? Why would I look for a mistress!" Zhao Gushen was anxious, "No one is better than you! I can’t look at anyone else but you!"
"If not, would I still be single at my age?" If he were that easy to settle down, would he have waited to meet Ye Fei and Xiao Mo?
At that time, even if Xiao Mo was his own son, he couldn’t possibly have divorced, could he?
"It’s just that I have high standards and don’t take a fancy to anyone easily! I just happened to like you." Zhao Gushen showed his loyalty and then switched his strategy.
Ye Fei didn’t expect to hear Zhao Gushen sound even whimpier: "You can’t wrong me like this! How aggrieved I am! I haven’t even married my wife, haven’t got the certificate, and my fiancée who’s about to get the certificate already suspects me of finding a mistress."
Zhao Gushen accused, "Tell me, are you saying this on purpose to avoid getting the certificate with me?"
Ye Fei: "..."
She was stunned!
This man even learned to counterattack!
Ye Fei’s eye twitched a few times: "I... I just said it without much thought."
"Do you know how much your thoughtless remark hurt me?" Zhao Gushen buried his face on her shoulder.
He felt awful!
Ye Fei: "..."
For someone as tall as Zhao Gushen, he really tried hard to bury himself in her shoulder.
Not only was his neck at an odd angle, but his back was also bent quite responsibly.
Ye Fei felt tired just watching him and said helplessly, "Then... what do you want? You mentioned the mistress yourself, and it made me uncomfortable to hear it."
Zhao Gushen felt defeated.
He quickly admitted defeat: "My fault, my fault, I shouldn’t have brought it up."
"Blame Xiao Mo!" Zhao Gushen quickly shifted the blame.
Xiao Mo was sitting in the hotel, when suddenly the blame dropped from the sky, and he wasn’t even aware of it.
Moreover, it was his own father who placed the blame.
Such a young kid, and he’s already shouldering too much.
While Xiao Mo was playing PUBG with his friends, he suddenly sneezed.
"Xiao Mo, what’s up?" Song Yu’s attention was immediately drawn, "Got a cold?"
With Zhao Gushen and Ye Fei not around, and Xiao Mo entrusted to them, Song Yu took it very seriously.
They couldn’t let anything happen to Xiao Mo while he was with them.
Xiao Mo sniffed and sensed, saying, "Doesn’t feel like a cold."
Song Yu: "..." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
So certain?
"I just sensed a hint of malice," Xiao Mo looked up at the ceiling, "Maybe it’s Dad bad-mouthing me again."
Song Yu: "..."
The interaction between Zhao Gushen and Xiao Mo as a father and son is truly unique...
Meanwhile, Ye Fei and Zhao Gushen stepped out of the elevator.
Zhao Gushen finally didn’t need to keep burying himself on her shoulder.
Though he was still clinging to her, at least he could walk normally.
Ye Fei continued, "What does this have to do with Xiao Mo?"
"Wasn’t it that day at lunch at home, I kindly showed Xiao Mo what we were eating for lunch, only to have him ask if I’d found a mistress." Zhao Gushen explained.
"It’s all his influence, I don’t know why, but I suddenly thought of this just now." Zhao Gushen continued shifting the blame.
Ye Fei silently felt sorry for Xiao Mo.
Poor kid, he didn’t even know his dad was blaming him here.
As they chatted, they got into the car.
Zhao Gushen quickly drove to the civil affairs bureau.
Fortunately, the civil affairs bureau was only closed on Sundays, it was still open on Saturdays.
It was just that a lot of people came to register on Saturdays.
Everyone was usually working, although some could take leave on workdays to come.
But for those who were too busy and couldn’t take time off, they had to come on Saturday.
Under normal circumstances, Zhao Gushen wouldn’t want to exploit any privilege.
But today was a special situation; they had to get back for the wedding.
They really didn’t have the time to wait in a long line, so he quietly apologized to the couples in line.
He had already made arrangements while on the way.
So when Zhao Gushen and Ye Fei arrived, they saw several people standing at the entrance, looking around expectantly.
One of them was Director Hao.
Zhao Gushen parked the car and got out with Ye Fei.
Director Hao’s eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Gushen and he hurried forward, "Mr. Shen, hello, hello."
"Director Hao," Zhao Gushen responded courteously, "I’m really sorry, today’s a special circumstance, so we wanted to cut a bit ahead, didn’t mean to bother you."
"I understand, please help me in passing on my congratulations to Mr. Wei and Miss Yan later." Director Hao smiled.
"Certainly," Zhao Gushen smiled back.
Director Hao didn’t bring many people along, just his assistant and a department head.
"I know you want to keep things low-key, so we didn’t bring a large group." Director Hao explained with a smile.
Having too many people come would attract too much attention and could easily lead to gossip.
"I was worried about letting subordinates handle this, in case something wasn’t properly managed." Director Hao smiled.
"Did you wait long?" Zhao Gushen inquired.
"No, no, just estimated the time and came over," Director Hao said as he gestured, "Let’s head this way, avoid the main entrance? Too many people out front, draws too much attention."
"That’s fine," Zhao Gushen nodded, having no particular request about it.
Coming to register for marriage, many might feel a bit anxious.
Seeing people cutting the line could provoke a more straightforward person into protesting, which might cause trouble instead.
Thus, Zhao Gushen and Ye Fei followed Director Hao through another entrance.
The whole process was accompanied by Director Hao, with individuals handling it quickly.
It didn’t take long before their fresh marriage certificate was issued.
When holding the certificate in hand, Ye Fei felt a bit hazy.
She was the one who suggested getting the certificate and was mentally prepared.
The journey here felt very real.
Yet holding the marriage certificate, Ye Fei felt as if she was floating, her feet on clouds, as if dreaming.
"Congratulations Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao." Director Hao said with a smile.
Seeing Ye Fei in a dreamy state, yet understanding her feelings.
Many newlyweds feel the same way.
"Thank you," Zhao Gushen said, "We’d love for you to attend the wedding, we’ll send you an invitation."
