Chapter 129 Divorce

Ulanxun pushed up his glasses sheepishly, his smile somewhat awkward.

Gu Zuozuo looked around the courtyard house.

"Uncle, why are you alone? Where is Aunt?"

As soon as he finished speaking, not only Wulanxun, but even Qi Meng's expression was quite interesting.

Ulan Xun didn't even have time to correct her address. He, who had just been sitting there looking like a refined and gentlemanly man, was now slumped on the sofa with his eyes glazed over.

Qi Meng noticed Gu Zuozuo's knowing look and quietly moved closer to her, whispering gossip about her uncle. She even covered her mouth with her hand, afraid that Gu Zuozuo would hear.

"My aunt-in-law must have been triggered by something. She said she was against arranged marriages and wanted to pursue free love. She divorced my uncle and remarried."

Gu Zuozuo's pupils dilated in shock, and she exclaimed inwardly, "Wow!"

Qi Meng curled her lip, her gaze disdainful.

"Hmph, what free love? Isn't it just an excuse he came up with after the university closed down, seeing that his uncle was rejected by his original biological research institute, and he was afraid of suffering with him?"

Back then, it was that woman who pursued her uncle relentlessly, finally winning over this pure-hearted, artistic young man who only knew how to look down at a microscope and look up at an incandescent light all day.

And now, her child is already sixteen, and she says she's found true love. What a joke!

Gu Zuozuo pursed her lips, thinking she had guessed why Wulanxun had been rejected.

Because of his teacher, who was also her nominal mother, Xie Jingyao.

She was a biology professor, majoring in biological research. Although the stigma against her and her father was cleared back then, some people who were close to them were still implicated.

For example, the original owner, the Meng family, and now there's another one, Ulan Xun.

Ulan Xun brushed a stray hair from his forehead, and a smile returned to his face.

"Junior sister, don't worry, it's alright."

This girl has been sensitive since she was little. If I don't explain things clearly, she'll probably overthink it and blame herself for other people's misfortunes.

“We’ve long since lost our marital bond. She loves romance and small surprises in life. As for me, I’m good at experiments, but I’m really not good with words in real life. I can understand why she left for someone better.”

Seeing the bitterness that he couldn't hide on his face, a sudden idea flashed through Gu Zuozuo's mind.

"Small……"

Bang!

Gu Zuozuo had just started speaking when the door was kicked open with great force, startling everyone in the room.

A boy wearing a floral shirt walked in with slicked-back hair that looked like it was going to do a split if it went up there.

"Oh, we have guests at home? What's going on here? A blind date?"

"Wulanyu! Can't you speak properly?!"

Qi Meng immediately lost her temper and was about to rush up and scratch him, but Li Mo, who had been quietly listening to them talk, quickly stopped her.

Wu Lanyu scoffed and trotted in, giving Qi Meng a disdainful look as she passed by; the provocation was obvious to anyone.

Ulan Xun rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

He truly felt powerless to help his son.

I used to be so busy with research and classes that I had no time to discipline him. I could only spare a day or two to spend with him occasionally.

I don't know what his ex-wife taught him, but now he's so arrogant and contemptuous, even kicking a dog that just walks by. He's a complete scoundrel who's hated by everyone and everything.

Wulanyu threw herself onto the sofa, the strong smell of hair oil hitting Gu Zuozuo's nose, almost making her faint.

"Wulanyu, have you fallen into a vat of oil? The smell is pungent!"

These words weren't spoken by Gu Zuozuo, but by his own father.

Wu Lanyu proudly touched his new hairstyle, his smug gaze falling on Qi Meng, who was glaring at him from across the room.

"What do you country bumpkins know? This is the latest hairstyle from the port city! I'm just keeping up with the trend!"

Gu Zuozuo glanced at his floral shirt and then at his shiny hair, and really wanted to ask, "Aren't you cold?"

It's March, and the snow in Beijing hasn't even melted yet, and this guy is swaggering around in a shirt.

Do you feel like you're the center of attention whenever you step out the door?