Chapter 958: Chapter 955: One Point Five Cups of Milk 3
Huang’s mom was taken aback, "Why?"
"I think the air is better abroad. You’re getting older, and the smog and pollution here are severe. It would be better to live somewhere with a higher quality of life. I think cities like Ausland or Lan City are pretty good. If you agree, I can immediately arrange the paperwork for you..."
Huang’s mom immediately protested, "Son, absolutely not. Your dad and I have lived here all our lives, and all our relatives and friends are here. Moreover, no matter how good it is abroad, your dad and I don’t understand a word of the language, and there’s no family or friends there. We’ve never even heard of places like Lan City. Wouldn’t we just be staring blankly at each other if we went? What would we do there?"
"Mom, listen to me..."
"Enough, son, stop talking. Everyone talks about smog and pollution; it’s not that I don’t know. The thing is, I’ve gotten used to it a long time ago. Plus, your dad and I are both in our early sixties. How much longer can we live??? Even with good air, if you’re not happy, it doesn’t matter, right?? I’d rather stay here happily and live for as long as I can than go to a foreign country chasing lonely longevity..."
"Without your children around, what’s the point of living to a hundred?"
Huang Xiaojue couldn’t say anything further.
Huang’s mom suddenly asked cautiously, "Son, tell me honestly, have you always been dissatisfied with Zhou Ting?"
Huang Xiaojue sat up, his expression very serious, "Mom, I will eventually break up with Zhou Ting!"
Huang’s mom was shocked, whispering, "Son, you still can’t forget Yan Xixi?"
Huang Xiaojue sighed internally, "This has nothing to do with her."
"But, son... what exactly is wrong with Zhou Ting?"
"Mom, don’t you think Zhou Ting is terrifying?"
Huang’s mom wasn’t a fool. Ever since Zhou Ting started searching for and completely removing the items Yan Xixi had left with her son, she secretly felt scared too. She always found Zhou Ting too frightening, unlike a girlfriend—she didn’t know how to describe this relationship, but it felt like the calculated intent of a spy. Once they caught you in a small mistake, you’d be doomed.
She cautiously said, "Zhou Ting, maybe she just cares too much about you... Think about it, she was born into such a privileged background, grew up like a princess, and everyone around her fawns over her. So, it’s normal that she can’t tolerate any flaws..."
Huang Xiaojue’s voice was strangely weary, "Today she could burn my scarf; tomorrow?? If I slightly displease her, will she burn me as well? Even you, what would she do if you slightly defied her one day??"
Huang’s mom was startled and panicked, "Son... what... what can be done?"
Huang Xiaojue rubbed his temples, forcing a smile, "Mom, I’m just chatting with you, don’t worry too much. Alright, I’m tired, I’ll go rest."
Huang’s mom watched her son leave, slumped into the sofa, losing interest in all the gifts filling the room.
The phone remained on, but no miracle occurred until dawn.
Wan Donglin seemed to have vanished suddenly—but she knew he was always there. This time, there was no disappearance or any shooting incidents.
In fact, she kept in touch with Empress Dowager Liu all along, without interruption.
She thought, Wan Donglin, he’s just too busy.
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