Chapter 425 Is This a Misunderstanding?
Lin Jing took her own situation into consideration and felt that it was not appropriate for her to take action, but she also did not want to let the couple get away with it, so she nodded.
"I'll go home first, sort out the documents, and have the lawyer draft a divorce agreement. Tomorrow morning, you and Lin Mo will come to my house to find me, and we'll do it together."
"Okay!"
Lin Huizi rubbed her hands excitedly.
Lin Mo smiled helplessly.
Having a wife who loves to fight is not a very good mood.
Lin Jing said, "Hui Hui has a good personality. She's the only one who gets to hit others and won't stand being bullied. I like that."
Lin Mo could only think so.
I'm just afraid that one day she will meet someone stronger than her and get bullied by him.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo's eyes turned cold.
Anyone who dares to bully his wife will be beaten to death.
Mu Yansen was a little anxious because he couldn't find Bai Chuxian's whereabouts.
He knew that Bai Chuxian was not the same Bai Chuxian as before. She was now a lunatic who could do anything.
He was worried that she would do something bad to Wenxi.
Wenxi hasn't told her parents-in-law and grandfather about the fact that Bai Jingjing is Bai Chuxian, for fear that they will worry.
Just told them not to take the two children outside.
Bai Mengsheng waited and waited in Mingling Garden, but Wenxi still didn't come to recognize him.
He would check his phone many times every day, waiting for Wenxi to call him.
But the phone never rang.
No, it rang twice, both were harassing calls.
Seeing that he was worried, the housekeeper Wang Bo checked his phone when he had nothing to do.
He advised: "Sir, the results may not come out so quickly, please wait a little longer."
Bai Mengsheng frowned. It had been more than a week.
"Uncle Wang, tell me, could this be a misunderstanding? Miss Wen is not my daughter."
"Sir, it doesn't matter if it's not. You and Miss Wen hit it off right away and got along very well. I think Miss Wen likes you very much too. Even if you're not father and daughter, you're still friends."
Uncle Wang felt that since there had been no news for so many days, it was highly likely that Miss Wen was not his husband's daughter.
This was the only way he could comfort Bai Mengsheng.
Bai Mengsheng nodded.
"What you said is that we are fine the way we are now. I shouldn't force more."
But there are still some regrets in my heart.
He had been searching for Huanhuan for so many years and finally got some news.
Is hope now to be dashed again?
Bai Mengsheng stood up, put away the three jewelry boxes and locked them in the drawer.
Uncle Wang then said, "Sir, why don't you take the initiative to call Miss Wen and ask her?"
Bai Mengsheng shook his head.
"How can I ask? What if this is all a misunderstanding? If I ask, it will be awkward for everyone and how will we meet in the future? Forget it."
"Sir, you don't have to ask Miss Wen directly about this. You could give her a call and ask a few words, or invite Miss Wen to your home and ask her indirectly to see how she reacts."
His husband is completely focused on painting and doesn't understand any of the twists and turns, so he has to give some advice.
Bai Mengsheng felt that Uncle Wang was right.
He laughed and said, "Uncle Wang, your brain works faster than mine."
Uncle Wang smiled.
It's not that he thinks faster, it's that what's in his head and in his husband's head are different.
Her husband's thoughts are filled with paintings and art, but his mind is filled with trivial matters.
He left Bai Mengsheng's room without disturbing him again.
After Uncle Wang left, Bai Mengsheng took out his cell phone and called Wenxi.
Wenxi looked at Bai Mengsheng's call and her eyes flashed.
She hasn't decided whether to tell Bai Mengsheng that Bai Chuxian is still alive.
When the phone was about to stop ringing, Wenxi answered the call.
"Mr. Bai."
"Miss Wen, are you free today?"
"Mr. Bai, is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing important. I just wanted to invite Miss Wen to my house and take a look at my latest paintings. I'm not satisfied with them, as if they're missing something. Miss Wen could give me some advice."
Wenxi laughed and said, "Mr. Bai, I know nothing about painting. I'm just a layman and can't give you any useful advice."
Bai Mengsheng thought for a moment and said, "You don't have to understand painting to offer suggestions. Sometimes, a casual remark from an outsider can inspire me."
Wenxi had the feeling that Bai Mengsheng was trying hard to persuade her to go to Mingling Garden.
She felt that it would be bad if she refused again.
Just agreed.
"Mr. Bai, I'm sorry to bother you."
"Don't bother me, I'm very welcome. I've asked the kitchen to prepare lunch, please come over early, Miss Wen."
Wenxi replied gently, "Okay."
Bai Mengsheng hung up the phone and hurried downstairs to ask Uncle Wang to instruct the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Uncle Wang knew that Miss Wen was coming when he saw his husband's happy look, so he immediately went to the kitchen and asked someone to prepare lunch.
After Wenxi hung up the phone, he called Mu Yansen.
She couldn't make up her mind and wanted Mu Yansen to help her make a decision.
Mu Yansen was originally listening to Zhao Yi's work report.
Seeing that it was Wenxi calling, he waved at Zhao Yi. Zhao Yi understood immediately and left the office immediately.
Mu Yansen then answered the phone with a smile.
"Xixi, do you miss me?"
Wenxi replied perfunctorily, "Yeah."
Let’s get down to business.
"Mr. Mu, Mr. Bai asked me to go to his house. Do you think I should tell him about Bai Chuxian?"
Mu Yansen was a little unhappy when he heard that she was going to Bai Mengsheng's house.
Coming to his senses, he realized that Wenxi was asking for his opinion, which meant that Wenxi treated him as her own, was relying on him, and wanted him to help her with ideas.
He was happy again.
Wenxi could feel his mood swings from the phone call.
"Speak up!"
She came to ask him because she really had no idea.
Mu Yansen then said, "Tell him. Bai Chuxian already knows that we know she's still alive, so it doesn't hurt to tell Uncle Bai. Maybe Uncle Bai can help us find Bai Chuxian."
"But isn't this too cruel? I just found out my daughter is alive, and now I have to face the reality that she's going to be taken away."
"For him, it would be easier for his daughter to be taken away alive than to die."
Wenxi nodded.
"I know what to do. It's okay. I'm hanging up."
"etc!"
"What's wrong?"
"When...are you going to Uncle Bai's place?"
"At noon, Mr. Bai asked me to come over for lunch."
"I'll go with you. I haven't had lunch yet. Do you mind if I come with you?"
Wenxi: ...
Could he just not go if he minded? Besides, the person he should ask was Mr. Bai. He wondered if he had prepared lunch for him.
Seeing that Wenxi didn't answer, Mu Yansen asked again, "Where are you? I'll come pick you up."
Wenxi hung up the phone speechlessly. Just as Mu Yansen was about to get angry, he received the location information sent by Wenxi.
He smiled, picked up his coat, stood up and walked out.
Zhao Yi saw him come out and asked, "Mr. Mu, where are you going? Do you need me to come with you?"
"No, you don't need to order lunch."
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