Chapter 6: Give me freedom as a birthday gift
There seemed to be a hint of awkwardness in the air.
Wen Nanxi glanced at him indifferently and knew that he didn't remember his birthday at all.
Since they were getting divorced anyway, she heaved a sigh of relief, leaned back in her chair, and acted nonchalant:
"Give me freedom as my birthday gift. Thank you for taking care of me for the past three years."
Fu Ciyan's expression was somewhat unfathomable, and after a while he spoke:
"So you did all this just to get me to spend your birthday with you? You could just say it directly. There's no need to do this..."
He tapped the table with his fingers and said four words:
"Pretentious."
Wen Nanxi's eyes opened in an instant, and the whole person fell into an icy cave.
Her injuries, her pain, her grievances.
Fu Ci Yan didn't see any of it.
But thought she was just trying to get his attention?
Suppressing the sadness in her chest, Wen Nanxi felt completely exhausted:
"Whatever you think, Fu Ciyan, I just want a divorce. Please make time for it tomorrow morning..."
"I'm not free tomorrow morning."
He refused flatly.
"Then it'll be afternoon."
"I'm not free this afternoon, but I can come back to celebrate your birthday with you in the evening."
His condescending look dazzled her.
"I don't need you to celebrate my birthday with me."
Wen Nanxi felt a little angry, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Fu Ci Yan was filled with disappointment and gnashing of teeth.
He was always so self-righteous and ignored all her emotions.
"That's enough. Even if you make a fuss, you should know when to stop."
There was a hint of impatience in Fu Ci Yan's voice.
He had already given Wen Nanxi enough face: "I'm giving you a way out, you have to take it."
"ha……"
Wen Nanxi was so angry that he laughed:
"According to what you're saying, I should be grateful to you, right? Thank you for giving me a way out, thank you for suspending me for no apparent reason, thank you for hanging out with other women while I was in the hospital?"
"Wen Nanxi."
His cold gaze swept over, the warning was obvious:
"Don't be unreasonable."
He didn't understand why Wen Nanxi, who was always obedient, was speaking so sharply and harshly now?
Maybe she needed some time to calm down.
Wen Nanxi took a deep breath and just as she opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Fu Ciyan:
"I'll be back tomorrow to celebrate your birthday with you, just calm down."
Even a clay figure still has some temper.
What's more, Wen Nanxi is a living person.
She stopped Fu Ciyan and said word by word:
"I said, I want a divorce."
Fu Ciyan grabbed her wrist, a look of disdain flashing across his brows:
"It's just a divorce. It won't interfere with my birthday. You can get ready at home tomorrow and I'll think about it."
He went upstairs and Wen Nanxi stomped her feet in anger.
She tried hard to calm herself down.
"Forget it, I won't bother with this idiot who can't understand what people are saying."
That night, the two slept in separate rooms.
When Fu Ci Yan saw her enter the guest bedroom, he just looked at her coldly and didn't say much.
Wen Nanxi doesn't sleep well. She suffers from insomnia. She suffered from depression when she experienced school bullying in her early years.
After treatment, I was basically recovered, but my sleep was still affected.
She tossed and turned until midnight, then got up, took two melatonin tablets and swallowed them, barely managing to sleep until dawn.
But early in the morning, she was woken up by a knock on the door.
Not knocking on her door.
"Brother Yan, you lazy bum, get up! You promised to take me to work, didn't you forget?"
Wen Nanxi was so angry that she covered her head with the quilt.
No, is this person sick?
Aren’t you afraid of disturbing others so early in the morning?
The sound of the door opening was soon heard, and Ji Jiaojiao's coquettish voice was heard outside the door again.
"Brother Yan, Sister Yu made my favorite soup dumplings. Come and eat with me."
The footsteps passed Wen Nanxi's room and gradually disappeared.
Wen Nanxi felt a little sour in her stomach, but she didn't get up. She turned over and continued to sleep.
She didn't want to confront Ji Jiaojiao now, so as not to get herself into trouble.
In the restaurant downstairs, Ji Jiaojiao ran towards the restaurant lively, praising Yu Sao with bright eyes:
"Wow! Sister Yu, your cooking skills are getting better and better. I miss your cooking the most when I'm abroad!"
Unlike her dislike for Wen Nanxi, Yu Sao was much closer to Ji Jiaojiao, her eyes full of love:
"Miss Jiaojiao, you've been wronged for the past three years. From now on, I'll make whatever you want to eat! Come on, eat it! I didn't put any onions in it because I know you don't like it."
In the old house, Mrs. Yu used to take care of Ji Jiaojiao and knew her preferences very well.
Fu Ci Yan looked at this scene with a frown on his face.
As a live-in nanny, I can’t remember the hostess’s taste, but I can remember other people’s preferences.
Is it really time for him to change his nanny?
Ji Jiaojiao sat down next to Fu Ci Yan, picking up food for him and acting coquettishly with Mrs. Yu.
She looks more like the hostess than Wen Nanxi.
Fu Ciyan finished his meal, put down his chopsticks, and said:
"Sister Yu, remember to prepare a cake tonight, and don't make the cream too sweet."
He remembered that Wen Nanxi liked desserts, but not those that were too sweet.
Ji Jiaojiao paused her chopsticks and pretended not to care:
"Brother Yan, is it sister-in-law's birthday today?"
"Well, eat well and go."
Fu Ci Yan responded, stood up and picked up his coat, without noticing the gleam that flashed in Ji Jiaojiao's eyes.
…
Wen Nanxi took a nap and woke up at nine o'clock. The food on the table was cold. Mrs. Yu was sitting next to him watching videos very loudly and had no intention of heating up the food.
She knew that Mrs. Yu had taken care of Ji Jiaojiao before, and she treated Ji Jiaojiao as her own daughter.
Over the past three years, Mrs. Yu had often given her a hard time. If Fu Ci Yan was not around, most of the dishes she cooked would not suit her taste.
She mentioned it to Fu Ci Yan several times, but Fu Ci Yan didn't take it seriously.
She was not the type to do evil to others. She usually ate at the company most of the time, so she never bothered with Mrs. Yu.
But now, she really feels that it is becoming more and more annoying.
"Sister Yu, go make a bowl of clear soup noodles."
Wen Nanxi said to his sister-in-law, poured himself a glass of warm water and swallowed the stomach medicine.
Mrs. Yu was somewhat dissatisfied:
"Just eat wherever there's food. Why are you being so picky? You really think you're a rich lady."
Wen Nanxi's mouth corners drooped:
"I'm not a wealthy wife, are you?"
Mrs. Yu was annoyed and stood up reluctantly, mumbling something.
Of course it's not a good thing.
Wen Nanxi was too lazy to pay attention to her. After eating, he went to work.
After recovering a little, Wen Nanxi was full of inspiration today and devoted himself to his work. It was almost dusk when he finished revising the design draft.
No one knew where Mrs. Yu had gone and she hadn't even cooked dinner.
Today is her birthday and she doesn't want to treat herself badly, so she goes out and buys a cake.
It was already late autumn. The vast expanse of maple trees in the Maple Forest Garden were now as red as fire, looking very pretty. However, only a few lonely leaves were left on the branches of the poplar trees nearby. The cold wind blew, and the air was bleak and a little cold. Wen Nanxi couldn't help but shiver.
It was getting dark early at this time. Seeing that Mrs. Yu had not returned yet and no one answered the phone, Wen Nanxi decided to do it himself.
She is not very good at cooking and usually she can only cook noodles or something. It took her two hours to prepare four dishes and a soup.
The lighting in the restaurant was soft, and the strawberry bear on the cake was smiling innocently.
She lit the candle, clasped her hands together, but remained stunned for a long time.
She didn't even know what to wish for.
Wen Nanxi tilted her head and smiled: "Then I hope everything goes smoothly."
When the candle went out, she suddenly remembered that Fu Ci Yan said yesterday that he would come back today to celebrate her birthday with her.
If she ate it alone, Fu Ci Yan would probably find fault with him again.
They still have to talk about divorce, and she doesn't want to cause any more trouble.
It's almost nine o'clock and Fu Ci Yan hasn't come back yet.
Wen Nanxi curled her lips, cursed Fu Ci Yan in her heart, and scrolled through her phone out of boredom.
As I was playing, I felt a little tired and fell asleep on the dining table.
She woke up with a stomachache and took some medicine without thinking. At this time, the clock hands had already reached half past eleven.
The villa was empty and cold, and the food had already gone cold.
Wen Nanxi frowned.
Fu Ci Yan is a man who values his promises. I think he stood up this time because of something important.
But Wen Nanxi still felt a little uncomfortable.
"I didn't come back and didn't even tell you, am I some kind of despicable person?"
While she was scolding Fu Ci Yan, she suddenly saw Ji Jiaojiao's circle of friends.
[It’s so hard to be sick, but I’m glad I have you. ]
Wen Nanxi recognized at a glance that the hand that Ji Jiaojiao was holding in the picture was Fu Ci Yan's hand.
The maple leaf-shaped wedding ring is exquisite and handsome. It was designed by her herself!
Wen Nanxi suddenly felt as if his heart was being gripped by a pair of big hands, and the dull pain spread to every part of his body.
He wore a wedding ring he designed and held another woman's hand!
She was stunned for a moment, turned off her phone, picked up her chopsticks and ate the cold dishes in big mouthfuls, trying to suppress the uncomfortable feeling.
Her eyes were sore and she couldn't taste anything. She just wanted to suppress the embarrassment desperately.
His stomach, which had not yet recovered, began to ache again. Wen Nanxi covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom, vomiting violently.
The physical pain seemed to suppress the psychological sadness a little.
She smiled bitterly, looking at the face in the mirror that was so pale that it was almost transparent, feeling a little discouraged.
Life is so tiring...
The cell phone rang, and Xia Tian's voice came out.
"Baby~ Happy birthday! There's no signal in this damn place. I had to climb two mountains to get through to you!"
Xia Tian is a well-known agent in the entertainment industry. Today she was taking her artists to a job announcement. The filming location was in a mountain valley. There was no internet, not even a signal. She cursed for a whole day before she found a place with a signal and contacted Wen Nanxi.
Hearing the familiar voice, Wen Nanxi's eyes began to heat up again, but she still responded as if nothing had happened.
The moment Wen Nanxi opened her mouth, Xia Tian heard that something was wrong with her and asked anxiously.
Wen Nanxi couldn't stand her questioning, so he told her what happened today, and Xia Tian was furious.
"Damn it! This scumbag Fu Ciyan really dared to cheat on you? Damn it, just wait for me to go back and catch you in the act! You haven't even divorced yet, and he still dares to cheat on you? If you can't control that stubborn thing, cut it off as soon as possible!"
Wen Nanxi pulled the corner of her mouth: "No need to rush back, just be safe and don't worry about me, we're going to get a divorce anyway."
Xia Tian suddenly fell silent and asked cautiously:
"Bao, are you willing to give it up?"
Wen Nanxi is an introvert and not sociable, and has only a few friends.
Xia Tian understood how important Fu Ci Yan was in Wen Nanxi's heart.
Wen Nanxi rubbed her sore eyes and pretended to be relaxed:
"I don't have the hobby of being a cuckold. I don't want a cheating man."
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