My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day - Chapter 339

Chapter 339= 339, Little Aunt

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Surrounded by the bewildering medley of toys in the department store, juxtaposed with the sounds of chirping children and parents, plus the clamor of the toys themselves, Su Wanwan felt utterly lost.

Then, she spotted a young boy playing a remote-control video game in front of

a large screen.

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He was quite good at it too.

The boy looked about five or six, with hair cut into a bowl shape, an expressionless but cool facade.

Su Wanwan went over for a closer look, then asked the sales clerk, “How much

for this video game system?”

The clerk glanced over, “Fifty-eight thousand.

Su Wanwan:”…”

Can’t afford it, better skedaddle.

However, just as she was turning around, she heard a familiar female voice, “Xiaoye, can’t you play this at home?

It turned out to be Chu Jingyi.

“Mummy, don’t rush me!” The little boy’s tone was quite impatient, answering in perfectly fluent English.

Chu Jingyi noticed Su Wanwan at that moment and paused before slightly

curving her red lips.

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Su Wanwan nodded lightly and walked away.

Who would’ve thought that Chu Jingyi had such a big child?

Why would she still want to seduce her husband being a mother already?

Where on earth does she get that confidence from?

**

In the end, Su Wanwan bought a set of idiom dictionaries and a large red envelope as gifts.

Ahem.

Not expensive, but practical, she hoped that the little guy would appreciate her kind intention!

When she arrived at the mansion in District X, it was eleven in the morning.

Even before she stepped foot inside the villa, she could hear the voices of children, more than one at least.

Once inside, she saw Fu Ziyang sitting on the living room sofa, with a multicolored birthday hat perched on his tiny head.

It should have been an adorable look, but his little face was so somber that the effect was completely lost.

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On either side of him, a child was seated.

One was Shi Luoluo, dressed in a red corduroy shirt with white overalls for the indoor setting, with her hair done in double Dutch braids, looking incredibly cute.

The other was a chubby boy with a sticking plaster on his button nose, a sight that was somewhat comical.

Seeing Su Wanwan, Fu Ziyang called out, “Auntie.

“Ziyang, this is a birthday gift from your Auntie. Do You like it?” Su Wanwan promptly handed over her painstakingly chosen gifts.

Fu Ziyang’s face twitched slightly, “Thank you, Auntie, I like it very much.” “What a good boy.” Su Wanwan patted his head and chuckled before taking out the red envelope. “Here’s an extra gift.”

“Thank you, Auntie.”

“Hello, Sis.” Shi Luoluo obsequiously greeted.

Seeing this, the little fat boy bobbled his head and followed suit, “Hello, Sis.” Just as Su Wanwan was about to hand over the gift, Fu Ziyang’s voice rang out, “You can’t call her Sis.”

Shi Luoluo tilted her wee face, asking curiously, “But Huanhuan said it’s polite

to call pretty ladies ‘Sis’.”

“Yeah, yeah.” The chubby boy chimed in.

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Fu Ziyang firmly set his little face into a serious expression, “She’s my auntie so you can’t call her Sis, it’ll mess up the familial relations.”

Su Wanwan could almost see dark lines crisscrossing over her head.

Familial relations?

What on earth…?

Shi Luoluo now asked innocently, “Then what should I call her?

The chubby boy echoed, “Yeah, what should I call her?

Fu Ziyang said earnestly, “You should call her Auntie too.

So, Shi Luoluo said obediently, “Hello, Auntie.”

The chubby boy aped her, saying, “Hello, Auntie.”

Su Wanwan was speechless.

She was just twenty, why did she suddenly end up with so many nephews and nieces?

Thankfully, Granny Huo came out then, “Wanwan’s here, these are Ziyang’s classmates, they came to celebrate his birthday.”

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Su Wanwan nodded and was about to speak when…

“No, Great-Granny you’ve got it wrong.” The chubby boy who had so far just echoed others finally spoke, “Shi Luoluo is Fu Ziyang’s girlfriend and I am his good buddy!”

Shi Luoluo looked at him dumbfoundedly.

Fu Ziyang maintained his serious expression.

Granny Huo couldn’t help but laugh out loud, “AU right, all right, she’s the girlfriend, sorry about that, Granny’s old, she momentarily forgot.’ The chubby boy went on to explain, “Once when Fu Ziyang and I had a duel, I couldn’t beat him, so I let him have Shi Luoluo as his girlfriend!”

Su Wanwan:”…”

So this chubby boy was the other protagonist of the duel that day, no wonder he had a sticking plaster on his nose.

“My father says that a man should keep his word, right, Fu Ziyang?

Fu Ziyang gave a small nod, “Yes.”

“My dad also says that a girlfriend is someone you will marry and bring home in the future, so Shi Luoluo is going to be my sister-in-law!”

Fu Ziyang’s solemn face finally displayed a smile, “Your dad’s not wrong here.”

Su Wanwan:

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What the hell!

You two little brats, did you ever ask the girl in question?

Looking at Shi Luoluo, she sat holding a rainbow lollipop, still with a blankly adorable expression on her face.

She seemed oblivious that her life was being decided so cavalierly. **

Despite there being only three children, the birthday party was warmly celebrated and ended on a high note.

After lunch, Su Wanwan played with the three little ones for a while, in actuality, she mainly played with Shi Luoluo and the chubby boy, joined occasionally by Granny Huo.

Fu Ziyang sat solemnly on the sofa the entire time, staring off into space, occasionally locking eyes with Grandpa Huo who was leisurely reading the newspaper in his grand Taishi Chair.

Around three in the afternoon, the chubby boy received a call from his dad and was taken away by a servant.

Looking at the time, Su Wanwan asked, “Are you being picked up by your mother, Luoluo?”

Shi Luoluo shook her head, “No, Huanhuan will come and get me..”