Chapter 147 Don't Rush
Wen Yu rushed home early after receiving a call from Assistant An.
She didn't agree with the idea that you can be friends after breaking up, let alone after a divorce. So after the divorce, she blocked all of Xia Yu's contact methods. Anything about Xia Zhen was either relayed by Assistant An or arranged by the old man.
After returning home, Wen Yu glanced at Xia Zhen sitting on the sofa.
Xia Zhen was looking down, staring intently at her phone, and it was unclear who she was messaging.
Looking at the other side, Xia Yu sat upright, and he even made himself a cup of tea, which he was drinking elegantly. If outsiders didn't know better, they would think that he was the master of this house.
Upon seeing Wen Yu return, Xia Yu calmly raised his eyes and said, "You're back."
Whose home is this anyway?
Wen Yu casually tossed her bag aside and walked over slowly. "You said you had something very important to say about Zhenzhen. What is it?"
Xia Yu didn't rush to answer, but instead said, "Zhenzhen has stayed here with you for so many days, as her mother, haven't you noticed anything wrong?"
Wen Yu looked at Xia Zhen.
Xia Zhen nervously raised her face, "Mom..."
It seems that Xia Zhen doesn't want to talk about it either.
Wen Yu asked Xia Yu, "I have never denied that I am a bad mother. Are you saying this now because you intend to take Zhenzhen back?"
Xia Yu: "No."
Realizing he had answered too quickly, Xia Yu paused for a moment before putting down his water glass and adopting his usual businesslike demeanor. "I just feel that, as Zhenzhen's father and you as her mother, we need to reach a consensus on the matter of educating Zhenzhen to have the right values."
Wen Yu chuckled. "Xia Yu, Zhenzhen is turning eighteen, not eight. Do you know what eighteen means? She's going to be an adult, a normal adult, not someone who'll be manipulated by her parents anymore. Don't you think it's too late for you to start educating Zhenzhen about her values now?"
Wen Yu truly lives up to his name; his words are always so incisive and to the point.
If Wen Yu was always speechless before the divorce, then Xia Yu was always speechless after the divorce.
But who is Xia Yu?
Even if he suddenly felt a pang of fear in his heart, his expressionless face wouldn't show much emotion.
Xia Yu said matter-of-factly, "This time the situation is different. What Zhenzhen is doing now will affect her future life."
Xia Zhen had sent Lu Jin many messages, telling him not to come over, but she hadn't received a reply from him yet, and she was currently very upset.
Don't let Xia Yu's seemingly aloof and unattainable demeanor fool you. When he was young, he went to negotiate a business deal. The atmosphere was initially quite good, but then something happened, and Xia Yu smashed the other person's head open with a wine bottle.
In the end, it was Grandpa Xia who stepped in and resolved the matter.
Xia Zhen heard about this from Grandpa Xia when she was very young, which shows that if Xia Yu gets angry, he will never be soft-hearted.
But all she did was date, right?
Why does it make it seem like she did the worst thing in the world?
Xia Zhen couldn't take it anymore. Since she was going to die sooner or later anyway, she might as well concentrate her firepower on this first!
“Dad.” Xia Zhen stood up, her expression serious, unusually solemn.
Xia Yu's initial 50% certainty suddenly increased to 80%. He calmly asked, "Have you thought about how to defend yourself?"
Xia Zhen: "I know you've always had high expectations of me, but there are certain things I can't compromise with you on. I don't think what you said about my values is right, especially when it comes to relationships..."
Wen Yu: "Zhen Zhen."
Xia Zhen was interrupted, and she looked at Wen Yu, who had spoken.
Wen Yu smiled slightly, "Don't be in a hurry."
Xia Yu frowned slightly and stood up, his aura becoming much stronger. "Wen Yu, you heard that too."
Wen Yu nodded. "I heard you. Do you think there's something wrong?"
"Didn't you hear the word 'love'?"
"I heard that, but isn't it normal for someone Zhenzhen's age to be interested in romance?"
Xia Yu's forehead twitched. "You think it's normal for her to like watching those kinds of things?"
Wen Yu asked, "Those things?"
"Those domineering CEOs fall in love with my things!"
Wen Yu looked at Xia Zhen with a smile.
Xia Zhen: "..."
It was her mistake to have an overly high opinion of her father.
Wen Yu smiled, her eyes sparkling. She was already beautiful, and when she smiled, it was captivating, regardless of whether it was genuine or not. "What's wrong with Zhenzhen reading stories about domineering CEOs falling in love with me at her age? When I was her age, I was reading erotic novels."
Xia Yu's breath hitched, and he glanced at Xia Zhen first.
Xia Zhen immediately raised her hand to cover her ears, pretending that she hadn't heard anything.
Yes, she's still her father's innocent daughter. What are those erotic books? She doesn't understand them at all!
Xia Yu looked at Wen Yu again, his face tense. "Wen Yu, what are you saying?"
Wen Yu was not affected by Xia Yu's imposing manner. She smiled casually again, "Why are you so surprised? You don't think that young girls nowadays are still like those of the last century, do you? You men are allowed to watch porn under the covers, but women are not allowed to read erotic novels under the covers?"
Xia Yu: "You used to always say on your phone that you went to bed at nine o'clock..."
"Oh, I was reading a novel."
Xia Yu almost couldn't catch her breath.
That was shortly after their engagement. Wen Yu would occasionally send Xia Yu messages, for example:
How's my dress today?
[Does my makeup look good today?]
I think this new dress is really pretty. Do you think it looks good on me?
Xia Yu's reply was:
The fabric is too little; it's not very good.
Are you wearing this makeup because you think you're not eye-catching enough already?
"If it doesn't look good, you can wear this."
Xia Yu sent Wen Yu a picture of an outfit, a completely black ensemble from neck to ankle, which was both dull and tasteless.
Wen Yu replied, "Great, I think I can wear this outfit next time and bring a bouquet of flowers when I visit you."
Xia Yu thought to himself that this woman was truly deeply in love with him; she was already thinking about seeing him again after only a day apart. But he still feigned composure and replied, "Just come in person, why bring flowers?"
Wen Yu: [Because that would look more like going to a funeral.]
Xia Yu fell into a long silence.
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