Chapter 4 Tomorrow I'm going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce...

Chapter 4

Grandma didn't know that Chu Xingli had been injured in a car accident and hospitalized. She only thought that he had been busy with work and flying around the world recently. So ever since Chu Xingli was discharged from the hospital a few days ago, the old lady would complain to him from time to time, "Hug, you've been busy with work and you've lost so much weight."

As she spoke, she turned back and glared at Chu Lianqing: "Did you make Baobao drink and stay up all night to keep someone company again?"

Chu Lianqing had no words to express her suffering, so she smiled and shrugged, indicating that she was innocent.

Grandma's thoughts were unusually clear, and no one present dared to refute or interrupt her.

"Huh?" Grandma leaned closer to look at Luo Xiaoran. "Why have you lost so much weight, Ranran? Did hugging you upset you?"

Chu Xingli had just pulled his wrist out of Luo Xiaoran's grasp when he heard his grandmother's words. He quickly shook his head: "How could that be, Grandma? We're doing just fine."

Luo Xiaoran received another distress signal and readily cooperated.

Grandma loved to scrutinize her two well-behaved children, looking Chu Xingli and Luo Xiaoran up and down several times.

Finally, she put the two children's hands together, saw the rings on their ring fingers, and smiled even more happily: "That's right, that's how we should live harmoniously and peacefully, and have a good life together."

Luo Xiaoran placed his hand on Chu Xingli's cool hand, making Chu Xingli feel a little uncomfortable.

He instinctively tried to pull away, but Luo Xiaoran gently closed his fingers around his palm.

Just as Chu Xingli was about to look up at him, he heard Luo Xiaoran whisper in his ear, "Grandma is happy."

The young man's voice was gentle and patient, and Chu Xingli's ears tingled slightly.

She forgot about pulling her hand away and let Luo Xiaoran hold it while talking to her grandmother.

"Oh, Hug is back," Ye Yan, wearing pajamas, came out of her room on the second floor. "Xiao Ran is back too."

Chu Xingli and Luo Xiaoran looked up together and greeted, "Big Sister."

Chu Xingli and Chu Lianqing's eldest sister, Ye Yan, recently moved back home after giving birth to her second child. The reason is that her former mother-in-law brings her ex-husband, who cheated on her during her pregnancy, to apologize every day and beg her to change her mind.

Ye Yan immediately filed a lawsuit, showing no mercy whatsoever, which ruined her ex-husband's entire family's reputation. As a result, his company's stock was affected by the incident, and it fell to the daily limit for more than ten consecutive trading days.

Her ex-husband was heartbroken and knelt down at the entrance of the Chu family's old house, slapping himself in the face to apologize to Ye Yan.

Chu Xingli still remembered what her older sister said when she chased it away at the door—

“If you get out now, you’ll still be my ex-husband. If you delay me for even a second longer, I’ll turn you into a boatman.”

Chu Xingli quickly went up the three steps at a time to help his older sister, actually wanting to take this opportunity to get rid of Luo Xiaoran's hand.

Luo Xiaoran withdrew his hand, expressionless, and followed Ye Huihui to the dining table to set out the bowls and chopsticks, keeping his head down the whole time.

"Old Chu is still in Paris," Ye Huihui said regretfully as she served everyone soup, "He won't be able to enjoy some soup today."

"The soup my mom made?" Chu Xingli's eyes widened slightly.

...Help! The soup Ms. Ye Huihui made takes three days to heal after just one dose. He's getting a divorce tomorrow, so we can't afford any problems.

Due to muscle memory, before Chu Xingli's brain could come up with a suitable solution, her hand had already pushed the soup bowl in front of her to Luo Xiaoran.

Realizing what he had done, he paused for a moment, then reached out to secretly pull the bowl back, but Luo Xiaoran had already noticed him, and then raised his hand to hold the rim of the bowl: "I'll drink it."

Chu Xingli had no right to ask someone who was practically a stranger to do this for her: "No, no, no, you can't handle two bowls of wine."

"That's enough, you two!" Ms. Ye Huihui was furious at being pressed so close to her face, gritting her teeth. "Is my soup really that hard to swallow?!"

Chu Xingli and Luo Xiaoran took a deep breath, no longer wanting to pretend, and nodded in unison in silence.

Ye Huihui: "..."

After dinner, Ye Yan went straight to her room to rest, and asked the young men to look after her child.

She just gave birth to her second child and got so upset, so she's currently in the recovery period and is being pampered and cared for by the whole family.

Her two younger brothers, in particular, were treated like livestock by her.

Chu Lianqing's personality was even more irritable than Chu Xingli's. He disliked children crying the most, and it was harder than climbing to heaven to coax a child.

“You don’t want to, but I do,” Chu Xingli said, clearly fond of her two chubby little nieces and nephews, holding one in each arm with practiced ease. “They’re so well-behaved, so easy to coax.”

Chu Lianqing looked at his younger brother and sighed, "Indeed, you can trust your family servants."

Chu Xingli: "..."

"Would you like to try giving me a hug?" Chu Xingli didn't want the atmosphere to become awkward, so she turned to Luo Xiaoran and smiled, "It's very cute."

Luo Xiaoran carefully took the child from Chu Xingli's hands.

He suddenly remembered the reason why Chu Xingli and he had argued before the car accident.

Luo Xiaoran lowered his gaze in silence, looking somewhat dazed.

Ye Yan and Chu Lianqing sighed silently in their hearts.

.

Seeing that it was almost time, Chu Xingli was worried that if he didn't speak up soon, Luo Xiaoran would be invited to stay at his house by Ms. Ye Huihui that night.

Judging from Ms. Ye Huihui's demeanor, if Luo Xiaoran is allowed to stay overnight, she will most likely arrange for him to "make do" in his room for the night.

Just as Chu Xingli was hesitating about how to ask him to leave, she heard Luo Xiaoran say from the side, "It's about time, I should go."

Chu Xingli looked at him in surprise.

Did I just blurt out what was on my mind?

"Xiao Ran..." Ye Yan and Chu Lianqing exchanged a glance, clearly wanting Luo Xiao Ran to stay, but they dared not ask him to stay because of their younger brother's illness.

Luo Xiaoran could tell what his older brother and sister were thinking: "Big sister and big brother, get some rest. I'm leaving now."

Chu Xingli seemed lost in thought, only snapping out of it after his older brother nudged his kidney.

"Ah, I'll go see him off." Chu Xingli took the coat her older brother handed her, quietly closed the nursery door, and chased after him.

Luo Xiaoran is tall and has long legs. In the time it took Chu Xingli to put on a coat, he had already entered the villa's underground parking garage and was reaching out to open the car door.

"Wait, wait," Chu Xingli said, quickly catching up with him. "You're going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce tomorrow, don't forget."

"No, I won't." Luo Xiaoran nodded and repeated, "I won't forget."

"Okay, then drive carefully on your way back," Chu Xingli instructed. "I'll drive there myself tomorrow..."

Before Chu Xingli could finish speaking, Luo Xiaoran interrupted her: "I'm here to pick you up."

"Huh?" Chu Xingli wanted to say no.

Luo Xiao started the car.

The roar of the engine masked the bitterness in his voice: "We went to the wedding together, and we should get a divorce together too."

Although Chu Xingli couldn't empathize with Luo Xiaoran's current feelings for her, she could barely understand the heartache of not being able to let go.

Upon hearing this, he didn't argue with Luo Xiaoran anymore: "Then I'll wait for you tomorrow."

Chu Xingli felt that her memory was really bad.

Watching Luo Xiaoran roll up the car window, she suddenly remembered what she wanted to remind him: "Remember to take your medicine on time!"

Although he didn't know what medicine Luo Xiaoran was taking, the one he had on hand must be very important. It wouldn't hurt to remind him so as not to delay the important matter of treating the illness.

Luo Xiaoran slammed on the brakes, but didn't roll down the window to answer him. He turned the car around and sped away.

Watching Luo Xiaoran's car leave, Chu Xingli felt a complex mix of emotions.

...What kind of medicine is Luo Xiaoran taking?

He vaguely saw a few words.

Chu Xingli took out her phone and called Gu Zezhou, who answered quickly.

"Wow, Mr. Chu is quite the strategist," Gu Zezhou's voice sounded tired, but he had a good attitude. "I just stepped off the stage and haven't even had dinner yet, and you're already calling."

“I’ll order you some food,” Chu Xingli said. “I have a question for you.”

Gu Zezhou knew that Chu Xingli never allowed anyone to contradict his good intentions, so he smiled and thanked him, "Young Master Chu is so domineering, what's the problem?"

Chu Xingli silently organized her thoughts, pondering how she should say it.

While thinking, he habitually rubbed the base of his ring finger, only to touch the cold metal.

Chu Xingli looked down and saw that Luo Xiaoran had put the ring on his ring finger.

"..." Chu Xingli closed his eyes in frustration.

I forgot to return it to him.

Gu Zezhou was getting impatient on the other end of the phone: "Xingli, what's wrong? What do you want to ask?"

“I want to ask you about the name of a medicine,” Chu Xingli added, “and its medicinal properties.”

"No, Mr. Chu, isn't it a bit like using a cannon to kill a mosquito when you ask me this question?" Gu Zezhou said irritably.

Chu Xingli pretended to hang up the phone: "Never mind then, I'll ask someone else."

"Hey, hey, hey," Gu Zezhou hurriedly called out to him, clearing his throat dramatically, "I'm very satisfied that you can seek help from me, the associate chief physician, when you encounter problems."

Chu Xingli didn't want to listen to his nonsense, but she had no choice but to ask for his help.

Moreover, Gu Zezhou's recently published SCI paper has achieved a good impact factor, so it's reasonable to let him enjoy his mood. Therefore, Chu Xingli patiently waited for Gu Zezhou to finish muttering before saying to him, "But I forgot the full name of that medicine."

“I can bet my career that if you say just two words, I can tell you its name and ingredients.”

Gu Zezhou sounded very confident.

"Really?" Chu Xingli was actually quite unsure of what she was about to say.

"If I don't tell you the name of this drug today, I'll be reporting to the emergency room tomorrow," Gu Zezhou said, becoming even more arrogant and overbearing. "Say it!"

Chu Xingli believed it to be true and calmly spoke:

"capsule."

Gu Zezhou: "..."