Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1622 - 1444: Epilogue

Chapter 1622: Chapter 1444: Epilogue

"So Xiaobei ended up going to Capital City, huh? To think he’s almost a high-ranking official there, it’s really beyond our expectations," said Uncle Wang.

"Not at all, I had guessed a long time ago that Xiaobei would surely be a promising child, didn’t I? Look at how superb his medical skill was, right? He cured many difficult and complex diseases," Auntie Wang said.

"Xiaobei’s return this time is to see Auntie Zhao, right? Who should go inform Auntie Zhao? She’ll be delighted to see him."

"Should we also inform the village chief? The chief did you a huge favor back then."

"..."

The villagers kept talking nonstop around Tian Xiaobei, but as soon as Tian Xiaobei finally saw Xia Dabao, he just kept staring at her.

But Xia Dabao didn’t even glance at Tian Xiaobei, merely waving at Mo Wenxuan from a distance, "Come here."

Mo Wenxuan was startled and hurriedly walked over to Xia Dabao.

Tian Xiaobei also wanted to follow, but a look from Mo Wenxuan stopped him.

Tian Xiaobei thought about Mo Wenxuan’s insistence on having patience, so he did not follow.

It was the villagers who seemed to have noticed something, "Xiaobei, back in the day you and Dabao got along so well, have you ever thought about marrying her?"

"She’s not yet married, but I’ve heard that Matchmaker Wang has been visiting her house quite often lately. If you like her, you’d better seize the opportunity."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Xiaobei is going to the Capital City to become a high-ranking official. If Dabao is to marry him, she’ll have to live in Capital City. Who knows if her brother Ye and Nan Feng would agree?"

"..."

Tian Xiaobei didn’t respond much, simply taking some things off the cart to share with the villagers, before hurrying off to the village chief’s house.

When he left, he had been living at the village chief’s house. Now, as Xia Dabao was ignoring him, he had no choice but to visit the village chief under the pretense of staying there for a while.

...

"Dad, Mom, Uncle Mo is here," Xia Dabao called out after bringing Mo Wenxuan into the courtyard.

Mo Wenxuan couldn’t help but laugh, "Girl, I’m younger than your dad. Why are you calling me uncle?"

"It’s just a formality since we’re not related by blood. It makes no difference how I address you," Xia Dabao said, while moving a stool out for Mo Wenxuan to sit on.

Ye and Nan Feng also came out.

Nan Feng stared at Mo Wenxuan for a good while, memories from the past surfacing—an arrogant son of the village chief who always bullied her, the little scholar who wanted to shake her off, and even after he had gone to the county town, he would occasionally come over to sweet-talk her, even jumping into a water vat to ask for her forgiveness for the past wrongdoings.

She remembered that she had forgiven him later on. Since she had forgiven, they were fellow villagers, so there shouldn’t be any grudges or resentments left.

"Nan Feng..." Mo Wenxuan looked at Nan Feng.

Her appearance was more refined than that of the women he had just seen entering the village, her figure hadn’t changed much, still quite slender, and because she knew how to take care of herself, her skin was still fair. Apart from a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes, she looked almost the same as in the past.

Unlike his own wife, who had put on weight early and, like a white steamed bun, had become plump.

And then there was Ye.

Even though he had been living a reclusive life in the countryside, his righteous aura was still as strong as before, a presence that was rooted deep within him. Having been an official for many years, he was accustomed to the deception and trickery of Officialdom, the duplicity of ministers who were one way in front of others and another behind their backs, and those who preached benevolence and morality in public but were only concerned with creating wealth for themselves in private. He always felt that people like Ye were rare.