The 99th Divorce

Little Yue’er glanced at him and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

Shen Zhilie grinned from ear to ear. He asked, “Where’s your Auntie?”

The little boy’s big, bright eyes twinkled. He pointed to the room and said, “Auwntie.”

“It’s ‘Auntie.’ You have to lift your tongue.” Shen Zhilie pinched his chubby cheeks. “Repeat after me, Aun-tie.”

“Auwwntie.” Little Yue’er was smiling. His little body squirmed with excitement and he cried, “Uncle.”

“Hmph, you little brat,” Shen Zhilie settled him on the sofa. He looked up and saw Shen Manting come out of the kitchen with a bowl of fruits in her hands. “Sister-in-Law, Qianqian and I are going back to Yun Town.”

“All right. Yun Town is Qianqian’s hometown, isn’t it?” She handed him a piece of watermelon. “Qianqian told me about it before. Go ahead.”

“Then I’ll retire to my room first.” Shen Zhilie took a bite of watermelon, stood up, and headed toward his room. He pushed the door open and said, “Honey, I’m back.”

Ye Qianqian was sleeping. Hearing Shen Zhilie’s call, she covered her head with the blanket and shouted, “Be quiet.”

Shen Zhilie took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. He pulled the blanket away and teased her, “Going to bed so early? Too tired from last night?”

“You still have the nerve to say that,” Ye Qianqian said angrily as she lifted the quilt. “I haven’t been feeling well for a few days, yet you deliberately messed with me.”

“I didn’t,” Shen Zhilie protested with an innocent look on his face. He leaned over and whispered, “Don’t you see I’m working hard for our future happiness?”

“Go away!”

Shen Zhilie laughed and pulled her up. “Let’s go. If we rush back to Yun Town right now, we can take Dad out for dinner. I’ve informed him already.”

“What time is it now?”

“Four o’clock. The plane leaves at five-thirty.”

She immediately got up and said, “Wait for me.”

By the time Ye Qianqian finished washing up, ten minutes had passed.

Shen Zhilie was ready. He dragged the suitcase to the door and waited for her there.

On his way out, Shen Zhilie noticed that Shen Manting seemed to have glanced at him twice.

He couldn’t help but ask, “Sister-in-Law, is there anything you want to say to me?”

Shen Manting shook her head and replied, “No.”

“Oh.”

Shen Zhilie shifted his gaze away. But after a while, he could feel that she was looking at him again.

He looked up at her and Shen Manting immediately glanced away.

Shen Zhilie felt a little odd. Ye Qianqian soon walked out of the room.

After the couple walked out the door, Shen Zhilie whispered, “Do you think Sister Manting is acting a little strange today?”

Ye Qianqian was surprised, but she pretended to keep her composure. “What’s the matter?” she asked nonchalantly.

“I think she’s stealing glances at me,” Shen Zhilie said uncomfortably. “You said she’s a 12-year-old girl in her mind. She wouldn’t have fallen for me just because I’m handsome, would she?”

“Shut up,” Ye Qianqian shot him a disdainful look. “How can you be so vain? I think… she might have wanted to ask you something.”

“What would that be?”

“She had been pestering me and asking me questions the whole day, so I passed her a CD.”

Shen Zhilie immediately had a bad feeling in his gut. “What CD?”

“The one that you brought home last time…” Ye Qianqian muttered in embarrassment and rushed forward.

Shen Zhilie was stunned. He ran after her and yelled, “Are you out of your mind? Big Brother is going to kill me!”

“No, he won’t. Big Brother will thank you!” Ye Qianqian laughed out loud. “Manting is young and ignorant right now, so he couldn’t make a move. Let her take the initiative then.”