Chapter 107: Why the Divorce?

Hearing his grandfather's unreasonable words, Tan Zhixu laughed in anger.

"No, sir, I didn't do anything to offend you, did I? You've been urging me to find a partner ever since I turned 18. Aren't you tired of it?"

"Besides, this isn't a feudal society anymore. I'm not 22 yet, so the girl can't marry me."

Tan Zhixu's voice had a slight Beijing accent, and as he spoke, his gaze was focused on the building blocks in his hands, looking rather lazy.

Speaking of this, Old Master Tan felt a little guilty, because what this brat said was the truth.

At his age, he can't give a young girl a proper title.

But there was nothing he could do; he himself didn't know how much time he had left.

His only wish is to see Tan Zhixu get married and have children.

The reason was simple: his wife died while he was giving birth to Tan Zhixu's father.

Thinking of his deceased wife, Mr. Tan's eyes welled up with tears.

He angrily slammed his cane on the floor: "So what?!"

"Why don't you just get together with her first, and then get the marriage certificate later?"

"Anyway, our family is rich, so we can just give her a bigger share!"

The old man became less and less confident as he spoke.

Tan Zhixu was so angry that her heart ached. She waved her hand and said, "Go back quickly, go back quickly. Don't make me angry here. With this time, why don't you go and urge my wicked parents? They're only in their forties. Who knows, they might be able to give you a pair of grandsons."

When Grandpa Tan heard this, his face turned green.

"What are you saying?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you. I'm going back now." Old Master Tan made a move to get up and leave.

Tan Zhixu didn't stop him: "Hurry up."

Grandpa Tan glared at Tan Zhixu one last time before turning and leaving.

As soon as the door was opened, Lu Anlan and Xu Yihuan appeared in the doorway.

Lu Anlan greeted him politely, "Grandpa."

Old Master Tan was upset by Tan Zhixu, and he turned around and disliked Lu Anlan as well.

He was so angry he kept snorting.

"What are you looking at? And your love-struck mother, I don't even want to talk about her."

After saying that, Grandpa Tan left, leaning on his cane.

Lu Anlan's lips twitched.

It's as if his mother's romantic obsession wasn't inherited from him.

She hadn't forgotten what her mother had said before: when her grandmother died, the old man cried his eyes out, almost to the point of dying with her.

But his uncle had just been born, and he still couldn't bear to part with him.

The deceased wife's son, unable to bear leaving him to be cared for by others, barely survived.

Pushing open the ward door, I saw Tan Zhixu lying on the bed, looking utterly hopeless.

"Is Grandpa pressuring me to get married again?" Lu Anlan gloated.

Ever since Tan Zhixu came of age, his grandfather has been urging him to find a partner, wishing he could get married and have a baby within a year.

But Tan Zhixu is disappointing. Over the years, he hasn't shown any signs of early romance and just loves to play.

Xu Yihuan found a place to sit down. She had heard it at the door earlier; it was indeed a call for marriage.

"Are you being pressured to get married so early? How old are you?"

Xu Yihuan was a little curious. Before coming to Beijing, her father had told her not to have a relationship too early.

Hearing the familiar voice, Tan Zhixu turned his head and looked over, only to see the figure sitting in the chair.

His eyes lit up immediately.

I subconsciously sat up straight and tidied my appearance.

She replied obediently, "I don't know either. Maybe he's getting old and wants to hold his little grandson."

Mr. Tan is only just over seventy years old, but he is very healthy and has a very good physique compared to his peers.

Moreover, none of his peers seem as eager to have a little grandchild as he is.

No one understands what he's thinking.

After saying that, Tan Zhixu jumped up.

The summoned slaves were of no use; he packed his things all by himself, huffing and puffing.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

Lu Anlan glanced at Tan Zhixu and understood his thoughts almost instantly.

He chuckled twice.

Considering that Tan Zhixu treated them to dinner.

She should send him another message.

Lu Anlan cleared her throat and asked, "Brother, I heard there will be club recruitment during evening self-study. Which club are you planning to join?"

Tan Zhixu wasn't particularly interested in any particular club, and upon hearing this, he simply replied, "The student council, I guess."

"And you?"

Lu Anlan said, "I don't know yet. I plan to listen to their presentation during evening self-study tonight."

"Where is Xu Yihuan?" Tan Zhixu asked almost as soon as Lu Anlan finished speaking.

Xu Yihuan was about to answer when Tan Zhixu called her out.

The phone rang again at that moment.

The words "Foreign Language Association" were thrown out as if they were burning one's tongue.

Then he picked up his phone to answer a call.

It is Pei Yanzhi.

Xu Yihuan paused for a moment.

Pei Yanzhi... what does he want with me?

Xu Yihuan answered the phone.

"What's wrong?"

"Not at school, at the First Municipal Hospital."

"No, I'm not sick. I'm here to visit my classmates."

Xu Yihuan didn't know what the other person said, but she replied with an "okay".

"Okay, I'll come over now."

After hanging up the phone, she turned around and saw Tan Zhixu and Lu Anlan staring straight at her.

Xu Yihuan pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes lowered slightly, a hint of apology flashing across them.

"I'm sorry, I have something to do today, so I won't be able to have dinner with you."

Upon hearing this, Tan Zhixu's originally bright eyes immediately dimmed.

His disappointment was palpable, and his tone softened: "Okay."

Xu Yihuan felt a little reluctant, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "Next time, I'll treat you next time."

After saying that, Xu Yihuan immediately turned around and left, taking the elevator downstairs.

Xu Yihuan left.

Tan Zhixu immediately composed himself and returned to his usual nonchalant demeanor.

Lu Anlan was taken aback: "Wow, a master of face-changing?"

Tan Zhixu glanced at Lu Anlan and retorted lightly, "Don't talk nonsense."

Xu Yihuan came downstairs from the hospital, but before she could see Pei Yanzhi, a familiar figure walked over first.

Pei Yuli was nowhere to be seen doing nearby.

Wearing a suit, he casually strolled up to Xu Yihuan as if he were just passing by.

However, Xu Yihuan acted as if she didn't see it and didn't react at all.

His gaze went straight past Pei Yuli and landed on the other side of the road.

In the end, it was Pei Yuli who couldn't hold back his anger any longer.

"Hey, what are you doing at the hospital? Are you sick?"

"You don't look like it at all; you look stronger than an ox."

Xu Yihuan then raised her eyelids and looked at him directly.

Just as he was about to speak, Pei Yuli seemed to have guessed what was going on.

He suddenly realized and said, "I know, you have evening self-study tonight, so you came here on purpose to get a sick leave certificate, right?"

"Just to skip evening self-study, Xu Yihuan, you really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve."

Xu Yihuan calmly gazed at Pei Yuli.

He sneered twice upon hearing this, uttering a classic Chinese phrase: "Idiot."

Upon hearing this, Pei Yuli took two steps back in disbelief.

She screamed in surprise: "Xu Yihuan, who taught you to swear?!"

"Is it Pei Yanzhi?! Does he often say these things in front of you?"

He knew that Pei Yanzhi's approach to Xu Yihuan was definitely not for good reasons.

His sister used to be so obedient and gentle; she would never say such things.

Pei Yanzhi suffered an undeserved disaster.

Xu Yihuan raised her eyes and looked at Pei Yuli.

Speaking of Pei Yanzhi, she suddenly remembered something.

His expression suddenly turned serious: "Do you know something?"

Seeing Xu Yihuan's serious expression, Pei Yuli's eyes darted away: "What did you say?"

"Do you know anything about your mother's amnesia? How did she lose her memory? How long has she had it?"

"Also, do you know anything about your father and mother's divorce?"