Chapter 9

Wen Lin stared blankly at the woman before him, her eyes red, and his heart seemed to clench tightly.

But then anger rose—Mu Wanwan was simply unreasonable! She was clearly the one in the wrong. Not only did she refuse to apologize, but she even showed this kind of attitude.

He found himself unable to communicate with Mu Wanwan. She was still fuming, completely devoid of reason.

Moreover, in all his years, no one had ever lost their temper with him like this.

Especially Mu Wanwan—her attitude toward him now was like that of a completely different person compared to before.

Wen Lin gritted his teeth, turned, and walked out, not caring that it was still raining heavily outside.

At home, Song Tingyu had been sleeping when a knock on the door woke him. Irritated, he ruffled his hair.

“Who is it! A rainy day like this is perfect for sleeping, and someone has to disturb me?”

When he opened the door and saw Wen Lin standing outside with an umbrella, he was startled.

“What the—Old Wen, what’s wrong with you? Your face is so dark. Who ticked you off?”

Wen Lin didn’t reply, just pushed past him into the house.

Song Tingyu’s place wasn’t far from his, and since Wen Lin’s parents were rarely at home, he often came here.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Who made you angry? Don’t tell me it was that little village girl again! Did she cling to you? Or… do something to you?”

Song Tingyu’s gaze dropped to Wen Lin’s lower half. Given Mu Wanwan’s persistence in the past, she might very well have forced herself on him.

Wen Lin’s face darkened further. He raised his hand and punched Song Tingyu on the shoulder.

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

“Ah! Take it easy! Then what happened?”

Song Tingyu sucked in a breath from the pain.

Feeling stifled, Wen Lin didn’t bother to hide the matter and told him roughly what had happened.

As soon as Song Tingyu heard, he was furious.

“Just like a shrew—that’s exactly what country folk are like! She actually raised her hand against Huiru, and even dared to throw a tantrum at you? That jealousy is way too much! Old Wen, if you really live with her for life, you’ll never have a day of peace!”

He looked at his brother with sympathy.

Wen Lin also felt a headache coming on. He had already submitted the divorce application. What worried him was whether Mu Wanwan would regret it later.

If she did, then the divorce might not go through. And if not, he couldn’t go on living with someone like this.

He had promised Lin Jun that he would take good care of his sister, and he had to keep that promise.

If Mu Wanwan kept quarreling with him over this, and the divorce couldn’t proceed, then the trouble ahead was unimaginable.

Wen Lin rubbed his brow.

Seeing him like this, Song Tingyu sighed.

“I told you, you shouldn’t have listened to Old Master Wen back then. Now that you’re married, Mu Wanwan will never let go of you.

It’s not just that she likes you—now you’re a regiment commander. Following you gives her a much better life. You think she’d be willing to go back to the countryside?”

“Enough. Stop nagging me. I just want some peace and quiet here.”

Wen Lin closed his eyes, unwilling to think further. All he hoped was that when the divorce application was approved, Mu Wanwan wouldn’t have second thoughts.

He never wanted to marry in the first place. If he really divorced, he wouldn’t remarry. At that time, he planned to give all his savings to Mu Wanwan as compensation.

What he couldn’t foresee was that Mu Wanwan couldn’t wait to divorce him, and in the end, the one who regretted it would be him.

——

The next morning, Mu Wanwan still brought her braised goods to Guest Residence. Ju Boran had been waiting for her for a while, and when he saw her, he was full of excitement.

“Comrade Mu, you don’t know how popular your braised goods are. I had someone sell them at the door, and the aroma drew in a crowd. They sold out in no time.

Those who didn’t get any said they wanted to try it too. I’m sure there will be many people coming again today!”

Ju Boran was thrilled. This restaurant had cost him all his savings. The location and decor were good, but for some reason business was always lackluster.

Few customers came daily, and losses had already started piling up. If the place went under, he would definitely be mocked by his family after going home.

After all, his entire family was talented in business. Why was he the only one failing?

But now Ju Boran saw hope—Mu Wanwan was his turning point.

Her braised dishes were so delicious that they could attract many customers. Over time, the restaurant’s traffic would surely grow.

Mu Wanwan, however, was unsurprised. She had full confidence in her cooking.

“Here’s today’s batch.”

Ju Boran didn’t even bother weighing them, and readily gave her twenty-four yuan.

As Mu Wanwan took the money and prepared to leave, he called her back.

“Comrade Mu, I’d like to discuss something. Could you supply your braised goods exclusively to our restaurant? Don’t worry, I’ll raise the price. I won’t let you suffer any loss. How about thirty yuan for twenty jin?”

Ju Boran indeed had a head for business. If his place was the only one selling these braised goods, the restaurant would naturally stand out among the rest.

Mu Wanwan had thought of supplying to multiple places before, but for now, she couldn’t produce that much on her own.

The price he offered was generous and showed sincerity. After a brief thought, Mu Wanwan agreed.

“Great! Then today we’ll count it at thirty yuan too. But tomorrow we should sign a contract. That way both sides are protected.”

“No problem.”

Mu Wanwan nodded, took the extra six yuan, and left for home.

Wen Lin was sitting on the living room sofa. The moment she came in, he stood up quickly.

“Grandfather’s checkup results came out. There’s an issue with his stomach, and he’s already been admitted. He wants to see you. I’ll take you over.”

Mu Wanwan’s heart sank. Could it already be too late?

She hurriedly asked, “How is Grandfather now? What’s wrong with his stomach?”

“Don’t worry. He’s fine. The doctors said he has a tumor in his stomach, but luckily it’s still benign. As long as they remove it surgically and he recuperates well, there’ll be no problem.”

Hearing this, Mu Wanwan finally breathed a sigh of relief. If surgery was done in time, then Old Master Wen wouldn’t go on to develop stomach cancer.

“Take me to the hospital immediately.”

She was still anxious.

Wen Lin nodded and took her there on his bicycle.

Inside the hospital ward, Old Master Wen wore a stern expression. Sitting by his bed were Wen Xin and a well-kept woman, none other than Wen Lin and Wen Xin’s mother, Song Meijuan.

At the sound of footsteps at the door, Old Master Wen looked up. Seeing Mu Wanwan enter with a worried face, his expression lit with a smile.

“Wanwan!”

“Grandfather, how are you feeling now?”

Mu Wanwan walked up to the bed and asked.

“I’m fine. This time it’s really thanks to you urging me to get a checkup, or else this old man might have gotten much worse!”

The doctor had told him plainly—if not for the exam, the benign tumor could have turned malignant, leading to cancer.

That thought alone had terrified Old Master Wen.

“Grandfather, it’s Heaven watching over you. You’re sure to live a long, healthy life!”

Mu Wanwan’s sweet words made Old Master Wen beam with joy.

At the side, Wen Xin couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“Flatterer!”