The day before learning that Lin Yirou was coming back, Lin Yiwan had already prepared the divorce agreement.
This marriage, which lasted for fourteen years, had completely eliminated her obsession with Song Huaiqing.
Song Huaiqing didn't know what Lin Yiwan was thinking. After receiving Lin Yirou's call, he quickly packed up and said to Lin Yiwan, "Yirou is back. Go to the airport to pick her up. Clean up the room and buy some groceries to cook a meal to welcome her back."
When he mentioned Lin Yirou, even his eyes became particularly gentle.
If it were in the past, Lin Yiwan would have been so upset that she couldn't sleep, but now she was calm.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly with a hint of disappointment, and she said lightly: "You ask Aunt Liu to come over."
Aunt Liu is an hourly worker, and she is usually the one who comes to cook when Lin Yiwan is busy.
Song Huaiqing was a little disappointed that his usually obedient wife would reject him.
Stopping, he looked back at her.
The woman, who was only forty years old, looked a little vicissitudes of life. She had been dealing with crops for many years, and her clothes were gray. She was not as glamorous as other chairpersons, let alone compared with Lin Yirou.
"Yirou rarely comes back. You know she can't get used to the food cooked by 늌面. She only likes the food you cook."
Song Huaiqing said impatiently, his words full of dissatisfaction with her willfulness.
Lin Yiwan sneered in his heart.
How could Lin Yirou like to eat the food she cooks? She was clearly enjoying having me serve her like a nanny.
Lin Yiwan has already decided to divorce Song Huaiqing, so how can she compromise for him?
"Sorry, I'm busy at work and don't have time."
Being rejected again, Song Huaiqing felt very unhappy and even frowned.
"What is more important than your sister coming back? She has been away from home for many years. As a sister, don't you feel sorry for her?"
Lin Yiwan smiled slightly.
"Isn't it enough that you feel sorry for her?"
"Yiwan, what do you mean by that?"
Song Huaiqing looked at his unfamiliar wife in front of him, and besides feeling irritated, he also felt a little uneasy for some reason.
Why did she say that?
"Yiro is your sister, it's normal for you to take better care of her. You're not going to be jealous of this, are you?"
She did feel uncomfortable and unhappy in the past.
After being hospitalized twice alone, Lin Yiwan's heart had completely become indifferent, without even the slightest ripple.
Not wanting to argue with him, Lin Yiwan was about to take out the divorce agreement when suddenly, the phone rang.
Song Huaiqing had no choice but to put aside the argument and go answer the phone first.
As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard my mother's majestic voice coming from the other side.
"Huaiqing, your grandma sprained her foot, please come back quickly."
Hearing this, not only Song Huaiqing was shocked, but even Lin Yiwan became a little nervous.
"What happened to grandma?"
After she married Song Huaiqing, she went back to her hometown to work in the countryside for a few years. Chen Fangying sent her things from time to time, which helped her to avoid such suffering.
Now that she heard that Chen Fangying had fallen, how could she care about the divorce?
Song Huaiqing hung up the phone, his face looking a little solemn.
"She fell and sprained her ankle. Mom said she needs someone to take care of grandma. You go first, and come back after you pick up Yirou and Maxiao."
Lin Yiwan: ...
Lin Yirou, who has lived in Beijing for decades, will not get lost even with her eyes closed.
In order to pick someone up, he even threw aside his own grandmother who had sprained her foot?
Considering this, there is nothing much to say for a wife like me who is not well-liked to begin with.
Song Huaiqing went out, and Lin Yiwan didn't delay and took the bus back to Jingshi Compound.
The bus stopped at the Military District Compound Station. Lin Yiwan pulled her old cotton-padded jacket tighter around her and got on the bus against the cold wind. Winter in Beijing always comes suddenly and fiercely, with the cold wind scraping her face like a knife. She subconsciously shrank her neck and quickened her pace.
The sentry standing guard at the gate recognized her and gave her a standard military salute: "Hello, Researcher Lin!"
Lin Yiwan smiled and nodded in return, then walked towards the courtyard with anxious steps.
Just as I reached the door and hadn't entered, I suddenly heard a steady and powerful sound of footsteps behind me.
Lin Yiwan unconsciously turned her head to look.
A tall figure was walking towards this side, he was wearing a straight military uniform, with epaulettes with shining gold stars, and his figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist was as straight as a pine tree, and the years had left a solemn look between his brows.
Seeing him, Lin Yiwan straightened up subconsciously and shouted, "Hello, uncle!"
Hearing this, Xie Lin stopped, his deep gaze stayed on her face for two seconds, then he paused and nodded slightly.
"Um."
After saying that, as if he felt he had said too little, he added another sentence.
"I heard that Aunt Ying was injured, so I rushed back to see her."
As he finished speaking, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the attendant behind him.
The leader, who is always frugal with words, would actually explain his itinerary to others?
"oh."
Lin Yiwan responded awkwardly, and then said, "That's right, let's go in together?"
"good."
Xie Lin nodded again before he took the lead and walked into the yard.
Feeling the powerful pressure dissipate as the man left, Lin Yiwan realized that her palms were slightly sweaty.
She sighed softly, then quickly followed.
As soon as I walked into the living room, I heard Chen Fangying's angry voice.
"I told you it's okay, why are you making such a fuss?"
In the living room, Chen Fangying sat on the sofa with a bandage on her ankle, but she was still directing the nanny to clean up the house.
"Grandma!" Lin Yiwan walked over quickly and squatted in front of the old woman. "Why are you so careless? Does it still hurt?"
As soon as Chen Fangying saw Lin Yiwan, the anger on her face immediately turned into a loving smile.
"Wan girl is here! She's fine, she just sprained her ankle, but your mother-in-law is making a fuss about it."
As she spoke, she looked up and saw Xie Lin, her eyes suddenly lit up, "Ah Lin is back too?"
Xie Lin stepped forward and respectfully called "Aunt Ying", then carefully checked the old woman's injuries: "It's badly swollen, you have to take good care of it."
"Why do you need to raise it? You still have to attend the birthday party of your uncle's old comrade-in-arms!" Chen Fangying said unconvinced, but let Lin Yiwan help her adjust the position of the cushion.
Lin Yiwan skillfully took out the herbs from the cloth bag: "Grandma, I brought mugwort and safflower. I'll give you a hot compress tonight to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis."
Chen Fangying patted the back of her hand and said, "Wan Nian is still considerate, much better than those unfilial descendants."
Sheng Yuelan couldn't help but frown when she saw Lin Yiwan coming over alone.
"Where's Huaiqing? Why didn't he come with you?"
Hearing this, Lin Yiwan said honestly: "Huaiqing went to pick up Yirou, let 놖 come over to take care of grandma first."
When she heard that they were going to pick up Lin Yirou, the gloom on Sheng Yuelan's face disappeared, and was replaced by surprise.
"Is Yirou back?"
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