Peng family, at the dinner table.
The family gathered together for dinner, and Zhuo Qiang complained, "Son, has your wife been going to her dance studio too often lately?"
"Ever since she came back this time, your wife has not loved home. She really only cares about her own beauty. I have never seen anything like this."
Peng Nuan coaxed Zhuo Qiang, "Grandma, don't be angry. Mom must have our family and you in her heart. If she doesn't come home, it might be because of me. Mom has never liked me."
After saying this, her face fell and she fell silent. This was her usual tactic, and it always worked.
Seeing his wife's dissatisfaction and his granddaughter's loneliness, Peng Zhendong said to his son.
"You have to take care of your wife. After so many years, even if she were a piece of stone, she would have melted by now."
"Nuannuan is a smart and hardworking child. Why is she so stubborn?"
"A woman who doesn't even care about her children, what does she want to do?"
"She's getting happier and happier, but what about the child? Look how much Nuannuan misses her mother's love?"
The whole family came to him to denounce Wan Jingjing. Peng Bo opened his mouth, but it was as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.
He wanted to tell them that Wan Jingjing was probably not a stone, she just seemed unable to accept Peng Nuan.
She even adopted a goddaughter, and the two of them get along better than real mother and daughter, full of maternal love.
As for what his mother said about Wan Jingjing only caring about her own beauty, that's not true. Wan Jingjing clearly dressed up her goddaughter beautifully and took care of her meticulously!
But he subconsciously knew that he couldn't say these words.
I could only evade the question by saying, "Dad, Jingjing is just too busy lately."
Peng Zhendong said, "What are you busy with? Do we need money? We can support her even if she doesn't work!"
Bloomberg...There are only two digits left in his bank card, he is very short of money!
Peng Nuan blurted out as if unintentionally: "It would be nice if I had a different mother."
Zhuo Qiang immediately responded, "If you don't want to live a good life and your mind isn't here, you might as well find someone else. I'm already so old, when will I be able to enjoy the blessing of having a daughter-in-law?"
"With our family's financial situation and your professional military status, you can find any woman you want. Your wife really doesn't know how to appreciate her good fortune. Peng Bo, you have to toughen up."
Peng Bo listened to her mother's words and began to feel a little bit concerned.
He thought he was treating Wan Jingjing well, but this woman only cared about him. She couldn't see the whole family.
Now he spends all day in that courtyard and doesn't even want to go home.
Most importantly, she had been ignoring him since she came back. If he hadn't gone looking for her, she probably wouldn't have bothered to come back.
Thinking about this, he gradually became angry. He put down his chopsticks, put his hands on his chest, and his face turned ugly.
Peng Nuan said, "Dad, please don't quarrel with Mom. Nuannuan loves you the most, so don't get yourself upset."
"No matter what, I still can't leave my mother."
She didn't want a stepmother. If she came in and whispered something in her ear or gave birth to a younger brother or sister, where would she be in the Peng family? That would be more trouble than it would take.
She couldn't bear to see Wan Jingjing having a good life, but she was also unwilling to drive Wan Jingjing away.
Peng Bo temporarily suppressed his anger and comforted his daughter, saying, "Don't worry, I'm just trying to reason with her. Adults have to correct their mistakes."
It was already midnight when Wan Jingjing returned from Yu Rou's dinner party.
All the lights in the house were turned off, not a single one was left on, and it was pitch black everywhere.
Wan Jingjing groped her way up to the second floor in the dim moonlight and entered the equally dark bedroom.
With a click, the light cord was pulled and the room suddenly became bright.
Wan Jingjing was startled and said, "Why didn't you say anything? You suddenly turned on the light and scared me."
Peng Bo snorted coldly and said, "Then why didn't you tell me you came back so late?"
Wan Jingjing walked to the bedside, put down her bag and said, "Didn't I tell you when I left this morning? Yueyue's family is treating us to dinner tonight, so I'll be back a little late."
This sentence seemed to touch Bloomberg's sore spot.
"Yueyue, Yueyue, Yueyue! You only have eyes for this goddaughter! What about our daughter? Don't you care at all?"
"And this home, I think you don't want to come back anymore!"
Wan Jingjing paused, turned to look at her furious husband, and chewed on four words: "Our daughter?"
Bo Dao: "Yeah! If you have all these thoughts, why don't you spend them on Peng Nuan? Or in your heart, your goddaughter is more important than Peng Nuan?"
Wan Jingjing straightened up and spoke in a soft but powerful voice.
"Yes, Yueyue is the most important in my heart. She is my only daughter!"
"I have Yueyue and you have Peng Nuan, isn't that great? That's fair, isn't it?"
Peng Bo shouted, "Fairness! How could you love someone else instead of your own daughter? Wan Jingjing, are you mentally ill?"
"I'm putting this on the line today. You can only choose between this family and your goddaughter!"
"Starting tomorrow, you should stay home. I'll ask a friend to sell that courtyard house later."
"You have to know that you are not only yourself, you are also the daughter-in-law of the Peng family."
Wan Jingjing looked her husband up and down.
Back then, she was pursued by him relentlessly and doted on by him to the extreme, and she thought she had found a good home.
Later, the child was lost, and he tolerated her for several years. She thought they could spend the rest of their lives looking for the child together and licking their wounds together.
Later, he gave up and took a child back, and even asked everyone in the family to forget about their child.
She didn't know who was right or wrong, and could only passively start living in a daze.
Now, the child was found, but he couldn't recognize him, or he hadn't looked at him carefully.
It wasn't until today that she realized that this man had changed his attitude towards her. Or rather, this man didn't care enough about her and her. He cared most about himself.
Wan Jingjing didn't want to dwell on issues like I love you but you don't love me enough, or that the love between us had long since died.
She only knew that her daughter was more important now.
She stared into Peng Bo's eyes and confirmed again: "You want me to choose between the Peng family and my goddaughter?"
Peng Bo felt uncomfortable with the look in his wife's eyes, but Wan Jingjing was too willful, so he had to say something harsh to her.
"Yes, you choose!"
Wan Jingjing opened her mouth and whispered, "Then, Yueyue!"
Peng Bo scratched his ears and asked in surprise, "What did you say?"
Wan Jingjing's voice became louder: "I say, let's separate!"
Bloomberg said in disbelief: "Are you crazy? In your heart, I am not as good as an outsider!"
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