Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 370: Divorce (2)

"I just think that men should at least have basic respect for women, let alone they are husband and wife." Mi Jing was always direct when speaking to people she was familiar with, so she didn’t shy away from expressing her true thoughts bluntly. "If he’s unhappy, some things can be said in private, but he scolded Mrs. Su loudly in front of us outsiders. Such behavior is really lacking in grace." Completely contrary to his age.

It’s often said that men become more mature and steady as they age, but in Mi Jing’s view, Mu Hongwen was an exception.

"..."

Hearing this, Shen Xing’er fell silent.

What Mi Jing said wasn’t without reason, but it was too subjective. Just like before, she always liked to judge a situation or a person based on what she saw, neglecting to understand the essence of the problem.

"I... I think I said too much."

Suddenly, Shen Xing’er’s silence made Mi Jing feel a bit awkward. Her eyes flickered, and Mi Jing awkwardly said, "Just pretend I didn’t say anything. It’s not good to gossip about our elders behind their backs."

"It’s alright." Shen Xing’er comforted her with a smile, "We all know Second Uncle and Second Aunt don’t get along, but that’s their own business, and no one in our family will interfere." Including her mother-in-law, Song Jialing, even though she had the best relationship with Second Aunt, she never interfered in their marital matters.

Then she really was meddling in other people’s business.

Hearing Shen Xing’er’s words, Mi Jing immediately felt a bit ashamed. She thought, "Why should I, an outsider, meddle in things their own family doesn’t concern themselves with?"

"It’s really okay." Noticing Mi Jing’s embarrassment, Shen Xing’er continued to comfort her with a smile, "It just shows that you are a person with a strong sense of justice. I used to be like you, couldn’t stand how Second Uncle treated Second Aunt so coldly and unfeelingly. But after I got to understand Second Uncle better, my view of him gradually changed."

"Then I must have misunderstood him," Mi Jing said quietly.

Mi Jing trusted Shen Xing’er completely, not for any other reason, just because she was Shen Lingxing’s own sister. She could be sure that Shen Xing’er wouldn’t deceive her or deliberately hide anything from her. So, after their conversation, Mi Jing no longer felt the original aversion towards Mu Hongwen’s behavior and no longer felt the strong sympathy she had for Su Aiping.

If in a matter involving two people, one side appears to be at fault but is considered reasonable, then the other side must also have corresponding responsibilities. Therefore, Mi Jing felt that she shouldn’t worry too much about other people’s family matters. Today, she came with her grandmother to visit Xing’er and Little King Kong, so she should focus on making her grandmother happy!

Back in the house, the chess game between the old lady and Mu Hongwen had already ended, and the family doctor had also visited, saying that Song Jialing’s back injury was just a minor sprain and nothing serious. So when it was time for lunch, Song Jialing was there, chatting away, showing great hospitality. In contrast, Su Aiping was exceptionally quiet and barely noticeable.

Indeed, there is always a noticeable gap between a happy woman and an unhappy one. The former has a radiant face, with every word and action brimming with confidence, while the latter looks dejected, despite occasionally smiling politely, but appearing both dim and forced.

Why force herself?

Mi Jing silently sighed in her heart, but since it was not her concern, she didn’t dwell on it, letting that sigh dissolve in her heart, and continued to enjoy the delicious dishes.

After lunch, they sat for a while, then Mi Jing left the Mu Family with the old lady. Afterwards, Su Aiping and Mu Hongwen didn’t stay long either and went home together.

In the car, no one spoke. The atmosphere seemed to be frozen by cold air, eerily quiet. Fortunately, the driver had been with Mu Hongwen for many years and had seen such scenes many times, so he was used to it. Otherwise, in such an atmosphere, no matter how strong one’s psychological endurance, it would be hard not to feel nervous.

"Huang, take the car out for a wash." As soon as the car stopped in the front yard, Mu Hongwen unhurriedly unbuckled his seatbelt and then said in a deep voice.

"Alright." The driver readily agreed. Although the car had just been washed yesterday, the driver keenly didn’t mention it because he knew that every time the Madam had been in the car, Mu Hongwen would have him take the car for a thorough cleaning and disinfection, as if the Madam always carried harmful viruses.

They got out of the car one after the other. After a short while, the driver drove away with the car, and Mu Hongwen and Su Aiping entered the house one after the other. Their faces were both gloomy. Seeing this, the servants quickly turned and walked away, smartly hiding themselves.

A storm was coming!

If they didn’t leave now, they would surely get caught up in it!

"Mu Hongwen, what do you mean by this?" As soon as the servants left, Su Aiping’s long-suppressed emotions erupted, and she yelled at Mu Hongwen.

"..." Mu Hongwen didn’t say a word, didn’t even look at Su Aiping, and walked straight to the sofa in the living room to sit down.

"Speak up!" Mu Hongwen’s silence made Su Aiping even more furious. It was like she had thrown a punch with all her might, only to hit a sandbag, making a muffled sound with no response.

"What do you want me to say?" Mu Hongwen looked up coldly at Su Aiping, "Do you want me to question why you pulled Sister-in-law into the pond, or are you feeling guilty, afraid I might fancy Mrs. Shen’s granddaughter-in-law?"

"I pulled Sister-in-law into the pond?" Su Aiping looked hurt, her eyes red with grievance, "In your eyes, am I really that despicable?"

"That’s an understatement." Mu Hongwen spoke without mercy, his eyes cold as ice, each word cutting into Su Aiping’s heart like sharp blades, hurting her, making her heart bleed.

"Ha, how could I forget, you, Mu Hongwen, are kind and noble, whereas I, Su Aiping, am vicious and evil. Indeed, I’m just asking for humiliation." Su Aiping struggled to hold back her tears, staggered a few steps, and then collapsed heartbrokenly onto a single sofa.

But her state did not elicit the slightest sympathy from Mu Hongwen. Instead, it brought more heartless ridicule, "After all these years of acting, you’ve really honed your skills."

"..."

Hearing this, Su Aiping closed her eyes in despair, thinking that if she fainted at this moment, Mu Hongwen would certainly think she was faking it!

"It’s been nearly thirty years, but you’re still holding onto the past, Mu Hongwen, aren’t you being too petty?" Su Aiping murmured, her voice filled with resentment.

"Petty?" Mu Hongwen’s eyes glittered with frost, his face exceptionally cold, "You have the nerve to say that?"