Lu Cong and Wang Cuilan looked at each other.
Wang Cuilan: "Why would you need to take a week off for a minor illness? Jiang Ting, she's not seriously ill, is she? You should go and ask her clearly."
"Pah." Without waiting for Lu Jiangting to say anything, Lu Cong spat directly, "If she really had a serious illness, wouldn't she have asked us to take care of her right away? I think she is just pretending, trying to make Jiangting soft-hearted and not divorce her."
“Ah? This… can’t be possible?”
Wang Cuilan looked at Lu Jiangting.
Lu Jiangting frowned slightly, lowered his head and said nothing.
To be honest, he has been worried since he left Fang Qing's house.
I have the same idea as my mother. There is no need to take leave for minor illnesses. Even if you have a cold, you cannot take a week off. I am afraid you have a serious illness.
But Fang Qing didn't say anything.
But now, listening to his father's words, he felt that there was some truth in it.
Fang Qing agreed to the divorce so readily, but he felt something was wrong and always felt that there was some trick waiting for him.
So that's how it is.
He pretended to be seriously ill, hoping that his wife would soften her heart and not divorce him.
Lu Jiangting sneered and said, "Whatever, pretend if you want."
No, he won't be fooled again.
Wang Cuilan still felt that no matter what, Fang Qing could not deliberately lie. She disagreed with Lu Cong's statement and kept speaking for Fang Qing.
"If she doesn't want a divorce, she can just say so. I don't believe you saying she pretended to be sick. Old man, don't make wild guesses. The child is still here. His mother must be upset if you say that."
"Bah! She doesn't even care about the child, she doesn't even think about the child, and yet you're helping her care about the child."
"What you said is so ridiculous. What mother wouldn't love her child?"
"Oh, if she cared about the child, she wouldn't have deliberately made the child sick."
Um?
Lu Jiangting looked at Lu Cong in confusion, "Dad, why do you say that?"
"I...ah! I didn't want to say this, but I got caught up in the conversation."
He pushed Wang Chenchen and said, "Chenchen, tell your Uncle Lu how your mother treated you."
Wang Chenchen held the pistol, looking at a loss.
Lu Jiangting pulled him so that his eyes were level with his.
"Chenchen, what's going on? Tell uncle."
Wang Chenchen shook his head. "No, my mother said that my uncle must not know."
Lu Jiangting: “…”
Lu Cong sneered, "See? That widow Fang Qing is very cunning. Jiang Ting, you have been deceived by her."
Lu Jiangting clenched his fists and coaxed Wang Chenchen patiently.
"You tell uncle, but uncle won't tell your mother."
Wang Chenchen still insisted and shook his head, "Impossible, I promised my mother."
Lu Jiangting gritted his teeth and smiled again, "Okay, then if you don't tell uncle, can you tell grandpa? Did mom tell you not to tell grandpa?"
Wang Chenchen shook his head. "No, I'll talk to Grandpa."
"Okay, then uncle will plug his ears. I won't listen."
After saying that, Lu Jiangting covered his ears with his hands.
Then Lu Cong coaxed him and repeated what he had said to Lu Cong and the others before.
Lu Jiangting's face turned pale when he heard this.
Only now did he realize that there was a reason why Wang Chenchen was always sick.
Xia Tian Fang Qing made him jump until he was sweating, then immediately gave him a cold shower and fanned him hard.
In summer, he would wear thin clothes and go to the window to enjoy the cool air.
That’s why every time Fang Qing wants to see him, he doesn’t want to go and Chenchen gets sick.
Thinking of Jianjun's only root, he would still go even though he knew that Yuyao would be unhappy if he knew about visiting Fang Qing and her son.
Just like this, time and time again, Yu Yao became completely disappointed in him.
She got together with Fu Huaiyi and found a man who was inferior to him in every way, so he didn't even have a chance to get her back.
Thinking that all the tragedies were caused by Fang Qing's scheme, Lu Jiangting was so angry that he almost crushed the stool.
Wang Cuilan was frightened by his expression, "Jiang Ting, don't be angry, don't get yourself hurt. What happened in the past is in the past, just divorce her and find a decent girl to live a good life in the future."
Looking at his mother's wrinkled face, Lu Jiangting suppressed his anger.
My parents are old and they can’t afford to worry about me.
He didn't want to delve into the past any further. Now, he just wanted to break up with Fang Qing as soon as possible.
Lu Jiangting took a deep breath and said, "Chenchen, let's go. I'll take you back."
Lu Cong said, "Forget it, don't send him back, just keep him at our house."
Wang Cuilan looked at Lu Cong and said, "Your father is right. I don't know if her illness is real or fake. If it is real, won't the child be infected? She is not a good mother. I don't think she can take care of the child if he is sick."
"Okay, Chenchen, can you sleep with uncle tonight?"
"Okay." He didn't dare to go back. He was afraid to be alone with his mother.
There are many secrets between him and his mother, which his mother won't let them tell.
But sometimes he would forget, and sometimes he couldn't help but tell his grandparents.
His instinct told him that being alone with his mother would bring disaster.
Fang Qing waited until late at night but Lu Jiangting still hadn't brought Chenchen back, so she fell asleep in a daze.
The next day, Lu Cong and his wife were seen taking Wang Chenchen to school.
She stood by the window and asked weakly, "Chenchen, why didn't you come back last night?"
Wang Chenchen subconsciously hid behind Lu Cong.
Lu Cong stepped back and said, "I asked him to stay at our house, so what?"
"Uncle, I just asked."
"Well, I'm telling you now. If you're sick, take good care of yourself. Chenchen won't go back for the next few days, lest you infect him and then call Jiang Ting for help."
Fang Qing: “…” What’s wrong with this old man?
It seems like there's something else behind his words.
And what about Lu Jiangting?
She was sick and needed to stay in bed for at least seven days, so why did he just ignore her?
Sister Zhao came to see her and brought some apples.
Tsk, just three apples?
So stingy.
"Sister Zhao, I'm very happy that you came to see me, why are you bringing anything?"
"It's just a few apples, not worth much. Why are you saying this when we're colleagues? We still have many years to work together and we'll retire together."
Fang Qing curled her lips and thought, who wants to retire with you?
I have already thought of a way that I don't have to take care of two old guys and can be comfortably supported by Lu Jiangting. Is it worth it for me to sweep the streets with you?
But although he thought so in his heart, he still said polite words.
"Sister Zhao, please sit down. I'm sick and there's nothing at home, not even a cup of tea. I'm really sorry."
"It's okay, it's okay. Just lie down. I'm not thirsty."
Sister Zhao sat down, looked at Fang Qing on the bed and asked, "Fang Qing, what's wrong with you? Why do you need to take a week off?"
Fang Qing bit her lip and said awkwardly, "It's nothing. The doctor told me to take a week off."
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