The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 608 - 608 609 The Dilemma of Whether to Beat Up the Husband of the Goddess Mu

608: Chapter 609: The Dilemma of Whether to Beat Up the Husband of the Goddess Mu 608: Chapter 609: The Dilemma of Whether to Beat Up the Husband of the Goddess Mu Night.

Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan were at the Purple Garden Pavilion.

The ground floor living room.

“Ah, my son-in-law, how could you just leave like that?

Miss, don’t worry, I’ll call him right away.” Aunt Lan, having circled the villa’s entrance twice and chased more than a thousand meters beyond the villa without catching sight of Lin Fei, returned to the villa only to find Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, still standing there with her head bowed in a daze.

While comforting her, Aunt Lan immediately indicated that she wanted to call Lin Fei.

“No need, Aunt Lan.

Since he wants to leave, let him go.

Once gone, never to return!”

Mu Shanshan, her face etched with tears, gently grasped Aunt Lan’s hand as she firmly rejected the suggestion to call Lin Fei back with a cold voice.

Seeing Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, her beautiful face set in a frosty expression, Aunt Lan, aware of her temperament, couldn’t help but anxiously advise, “Miss, now is not the time to act out of spite!

You and your husband have come so far, if you allow a trivial matter to make you refuse his return, you will definitely regret it in the future!

Many couples—”

“This is not a trivial matter!

Aunt Lan, he has already left!

Can’t you see, Aunt Lan?

He simply doesn’t hold me in his heart!

If he really cared about me, how could he have left so easily?

Aunt Lan, he has crossed the line this time!

He has the right to leave, and likewise, I have the right to refuse his return!

Aunt Lan, from now on, this home is no longer welcoming to him!”

These words were less a rebuttal to Aunt Lan, and more of a tearful complaint.

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.

By the end, though she was expressing her resolute intention to Aunt Lan, she could barely suppress her sobs.

Were it not for her naturally aloof demeanor, Mu Shanshan might have already been weeping uncontrollably.

Even so, tears continued to well in her eyes like spring water.

Clearly, Lin Fei’s departure had deeply wounded Mu Shanshan.

Women are emotional creatures, especially when it comes to matters of the heart, and no woman could look upon this indifferently.

Had this happened when Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, first married Lin Fei, her response to his departure would have been quite different; she would have likely been unable to resist cheering.

However, as Lin Fei moved into the Purple Garden Pavilion and they spent more time together, Mu Shanshan had grown fond of him.

Even affectionate.

And now, with Lin Fei having left without a word, it was impossible for Mu Shanshan not to feel hurt.

Any woman whose husband had erred and fled would find it hard to bear.

“Miss, you mustn’t think like this!

Now that your husband has left in a huff, you can’t do the same.

He is, after all, a man.

If you don’t listen to his explanation and just send him away, he will certainly be upset.

But, I believe he has you in his heart.

Once he vents his frustrations, he will surely come back.

Miss, this time you must listen to me, you can’t be willful.

Let’s call him now and ask him to come back.

When he does, you must control your emotions.

Once everything is laid out, you and your husband will—”

“Aunt Lan, no more!

I’ve made up my mind, I’m definitely not calling him this time!

This matter is not my fault.

He chose to leave, and if he doesn’t want to come back, that’s his choice.

He never considered this place his home, and with the way things are, I don’t see any need to ask him to return!”

“Miss, you listen to me, he must have you in his heart.

You can’t—”

“Aunt Lan, I’m tired, I’m going upstairs.”

With those words, Mu Shanshan, heartbroken and feeling aggrieved, showed no sign of heeding Aunt Lan’s advice.

The tears in her clear eyes gradually ceased.

Then, with her stunning face becoming increasingly cold and almost concealing all her emotions, Mu Shanshan gave no chance for Aunt Lan to intercede.

She turned and walked slowly upstairs.

Aunt Lan was left with a graceful yet somber and bleak silhouette.

“Alas, the son-in-law really, he was upset and just walked away.

Why is it that he chooses not to answer the phone just now!”

Seeing Mu Shanshan, the ice-queen CEO, making up her mind, and with a hint of resolute determination in her steps as she went upstairs.

Aunt Lan, concerned about the marital relationship between Mu Shanshan and her husband Lin Fei, immediately took out her mobile phone to call Lin Fei.

But no one answered.

After calling several times and still getting no response, Aunt Lan’s worries deepened.

She was tempted to go upstairs and try to persuade Mu Shanshan once more, but then she thought of the despair and decisiveness in Mu Shanshan’s eyes before she ascended the stairs.

Aunt Lan knew that going up at this time would be of no use.

Therefore, with her heart filled with all sorts of worries, she could only sigh deeply.

…

Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan’s residence, Purple Garden Pavilion.

The master bedroom on the second floor.

It was also Mu Shanshan, the ice-queen CEO’s, bedroom.

Mu Shanshan, her stunning face cold, her eyes slightly swollen with emotion, held the beige giant teddy bear she cherished for many years.

The woman stood at the edge of the bed, her gaze fixed on Lin Fei, her cheap husband who seemed to be in a deep sleep on her bed, causing her heartache and tears.

Mu Shanshan was lost in a daze.

Mu Shanshan, the ice-queen CEO, had been in this pose for a full five minutes.

The beige giant teddy bear in her hand, which she had almost dropped several times, was always pulled back forcefully just before it nearly reached Lin Fei’s head.

At that moment, Mu Shanshan was undeniably conflicted.

She had thought that her cheap husband who had abandoned her was lying on her bed, fast asleep.

Upon entering the bedroom and laying eyes on Lin Fei, her cheap husband, her heart, which had seemed hollowed out, was instantly filled with overwhelming happiness.

It’s a pity that this sense of happiness regained was not long-lasting.

It persisted in Mu Shanshan’s heart for only a few brief seconds.

Though it was good that her husband hadn’t left her, it was nevertheless true that she, Mu the great CEO, had shed quite a few tears downstairs.

And yet, Lin Fei, her cheap husband, was sleeping soundly on her bed.

This undoubtedly indicated that all the tears she had shed downstairs earlier were wasted…

In this case, how could she, Mu the great CEO, bear it!

To hit her husband would mean that, somewhere deep inside, there would be a little reluctance and inability to raise a hand.

But not to hit him would mean that her previous tears were shed in vain.

To hit or not to hit, at this moment, Mu Shanshan was truly conflicted, so conflicted…