Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 428: The Cursed Love 2

Chapter 428: Chapter 428: The Cursed Love 2

Xiahou Maolin’s lies were eventually discovered by Wang Wanjun.

Chu Feng’e personally brought the calligraphy drafts to her, asking if they belonged to her. Only then did Wang Wanjun realize that her drafts had never been sent out all this time.

Wang Wanjun returned home distraught.

Upon learning of the incident, Xiahou Maolin went straight home and had a huge argument with Chu Feng’e.

"What the hell are you thinking? My actions were entirely to avoid discouraging her mother’s enthusiasm for learning. Was there really a need for you to go and confront her about it?"

"Is it her mother’s calligraphy drafts? Those were actually her own!"

Chu Feng’e, not being a fool, immediately exposed her husband’s true motives.

"Moreover, do you think I don’t know, Xiahou Maolin, that all this time, you’ve actually been fixated on that young girl, haven’t you? If you like her that much, why don’t you just marry her!"

She ranted at him.

Xiahou Maolin’s face changed as soon as he heard this; without saying a word, he slapped the woman!

"I warn you, Chu Feng’e, if you still want your Chu Family to have a future, you’d better not talk nonsense. Without the Xiahou Family, your Chu Family is nothing!"

He harshly reminded her and stormed off.

Chu Feng’e covered her cheek, wanting to say something, but in the end, feeling threatened, she could only go and close the door and cry it out.

Indeed, hadn’t she married into this place for the sake of her Chu Family?

The conflict between the couple eventually died down.

Unfortunately, at the Wang Family, Xiahou Maolin was no longer able to see Wang Wanjun. When he inquired, he discovered the girl had fallen ill because of this incident.

"How could she fall ill just from learning a few characters? It can’t be that serious, can it?"

Xiahou Maolin could not comprehend.

Wang Meifeng, already suspecting her cousin’s odd behavior and feeling jealous of Wang Wanjun, began to stir the pot.

"That’s not necessarily the case. She put her heart into learning, and to find out in the end that it wasn’t your father who received her drafts—that’s quite a blow, isn’t it? It’s like a student in school idolizing a teacher, making a tremendous effort for them, but in the end, the teacher doesn’t even recognize her. You tell me, wouldn’t she be devastated?"

Wang Meifeng said.

After listening, Xiahou Maolin thought it over and found some sense in her words.

So, that afternoon, Xiahou Maolin still made a trip to the Wang residence and sought out his father, Xiahou Yi.

"What did you say? The girl wanted to learn?"

Xiahou Yi was quite shocked to learn about the incident.

Xiahou Maolin immediately nodded, "Yes, ever since she found out that you hadn’t received her drafts, she has been bedridden, and now she’s getting daily IV drips."

Xiahou Maolin hung his head in shame for having used his father’s name.

Fortunately, Xiahou Yi did not blame him.

And ultimately, after some thought, he surprisingly agreed to have Wang Wanjun come to the Wang residence to learn calligraphy from him in the future.

When the news reached the Wang Family, Wang Wanjun’s illness improved significantly.

Three days later, Wang Wanjun finally made her way back into the Wang residence.

This time, she dressed up specially, worried that Xiahou Yi wouldn’t like her appearing too young, so she deliberately bought a mature-looking dress to wear and styled her hair into soft curls.

To give a sense of age.

Xiahou Maolin, who came to meet her, quite liked it.

Usually accustomed to her young girl look, seeing her all grown-up gave him a different kind of charm.

However, when she entered the Wang residence and Xiahou Yi saw her, he took a long time to recognize her.

"Why are you dressed like this? Did you really fall ill?"

"..."

The not-too-dumb Wang Wanjun caught on that Xiahou Yi didn’t like her dressed this way.

Therefore, the next day when she went to the Wang residence, she reverted to her usual attire, and to curry favor with Xiahou Yi, she even specifically carried her school backpack.

Indeed, Xiahou Yi was very pleased seeing her student-like appearance.

"Although I don’t understand why you have to learn my calligraphy, now that you’ve come, you might as well take it seriously. Perhaps in the future, it might even help you manage your family’s finances."

As Xiahou Yi spoke these words, he actually felt a bit helpless.

After all, nobody had ever pestered him with such a request before, not even his own children, who revered him and would never dare to be so persistent.

Wang Wanjun obediently agreed.

From then on, in the great hall, whenever Xiahou Yi was working, the people of the Wang Family always saw a little girl sitting quietly next to him, diligently copying his calligraphy.

Of course, sometimes she would get up to pour tea for him.

Sometimes, she would also cut fruit for him, fill his pipe with tobacco, and eventually, even Xiahou Yi got used to having this little girl serving by his side.

"General, isn’t she here to study with you? Why are you ordering her around?"

One day, the butler Lao Zhong saw this scene, and after Wang Wanjun had left, he couldn’t help but remind his master.

Xiahou Yi was startled.

"Am I ordering her around?"

"Yes," Lao Zhong immediately nodded, "Haven’t you noticed, General? Sometimes, even the fruit I cut for you, you don’t eat."

"..."

Xiahou Yi finally realized that it wasn’t right.

So, when Wang Wanjun came over the next day, he formally proposed ending their study sessions.

"You’ve been studying with me for almost half a year now. What needed to be learned has been learned; you don’t need to come back anymore."

"What?"

In an instant, Wang Wanjun stood in front of this man, unable to accept what she had just heard; she nearly fainted.

Over the past half year, her infatuation with this man had grown uncontrollably.

But how could he just tell her to go back?

Wang Wanjun absolutely refused to agree.

"I won’t leave, I won’t study anymore. I can still serve you, General," she finally uttered these words in a pitiful, plaintive voice.

In that instant, upon hearing her, Xiahou Yi’s face darkened completely.

"Serve? What do you mean by serve? It’s not the old society anymore, why would I need your service?" he burst out furiously.

Wang Wanjun was terrified, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at him, but she dared not say another word.

Later, Wang Wanjun was still sent away.

And Xiahou Yi never mentioned the matter again.

However, in the days that followed, whenever he worked in the great hall, he would instinctively reach out for things.

Then, turning his head, he’d find nothing there.

No objects, and even fewer people...

He must be going mad.

Xiahou Yi was a bit irritated; that very night, he set off for the Northwest, where he stayed for several months.

By the time he returned, the Wang Family had already spread news about her matchmaking attempts.

Xiahou Maolin was a bit infuriated, so he came to Xiahou Yi first thing in the morning.

"Divorce? Everything is fine, why on earth do you want a divorce?"

Xiahou Yi, who had just come back, glared furiously at his son upon hearing this.

Chu Feng’e, seeing her father-in-law, immediately began to complain: "Dad, he wants a divorce to marry Miss Wang."

"Miss Wang? Who?" Xiahou Yi was momentarily confused; at that time, he had always called Wang Wanjun "little girl" in the Wang Family house.

Chu Feng’e then explained: "It’s Wang Wanjun, who has studied with you for half a year. From the beginning, his sending her over was to gain an early advantage by being close at hand."

"..."

Xiahou Yi’s pupils contracted sharply, and with one fierce kick, he struck his son in the chest.