The 99th Divorce

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"What? That's not going to happen." Ou Ming gazed at her meaningfully. His eyes looked serious as he said, "Don't worry too much about it. When the time is right, our kid will come."

It was said that children were a gift from heaven, and Yu Lili believed that. Upon hearing his words, she wanted to smile. No matter how she moved her lips, the smile just wouldn't come. "Do you think the two children I aborted years ago are punishing me…"

"Stop scaring yourself! You're getting carried away with your imagination! Why are you being so superstitious?" Ou Ming pinched her nose. A little upset, he said, "Please don't tell me that was what Old Mrs. Shen taught you."

Yu Lili swatted his hand off. In a tone of rebuke she said, "Not at all. I just thought that…"

"How was I to know?" Ou Ming asked. "That old lady is very mystical in her beliefs. She constantly speaks of fortune-telling and deities. Furthermore, you've been talking to her over the phone so frequently. Well, it was hard to say."

Yu Lili stuck her leg out and gave him a kick. She asked, "Why aren't you going to work yet? Have you given up on your company?"

"It's fine. My dad's there." Ou Ming tumbled on top of her again. "I took marital leave."

Yu Lili looked up at him and asked, "How long is your marital leave?"

"Indefinite. In any case, my dad's there to hold the fort," he replied.

Yu Lili turned her lips down. "How can you do that? Your mom's going to have an opinion about that now."

"I'm doing this for their good as well," Ou Ming said. "They're getting advanced in age. Leaving them together for long periods of time will affect their emotions."

"Oh my god, what sort of logic is that?" Yu Lili asked.

"Why did you ask me about it? Do you have any plans?" Ou Ming asked.

Yu Lili thought about it for a moment and replied, "Why don't we go to the Capital one of these days?"

"Why are we going to the Capital?" he asked.

"I heard there's a temple in the Capital that is very effective in answering the prayers of its devotees…" Yu Lili ventured hesitantly. She saw Ou Ming's expression darken just as she had expected. She quickly waved her hands and said, "I'm not being superstitious. I'd just rather be safe than sorry…"

It was true that Ou Ming did not subscribe to such beliefs, but there were certain things that couldn't be ignored. Although Old Mrs. Shen was full of gibberish, when she had read Jiao Ziqing's fortune, a majority of it had turned out to be accurate.

Ou Ming took a deep breath and said, "Alright. We'll pay the old lady a visit along the way as well and make her happy."

Upon hearing Ou Ming give his consent, Yu Lili smiled. She opened her arms wide and hugged him tightly. "Hubby, I love you. You should get to work."

Ou Ming was confused. "You love me, and you're chasing me away to the office?"

"Yeah. Otherwise, if you're criticized by others for being too consumed by lust to function normally, and I'm criticized for leading you astray, that'll be horrible," Yu Lili said.

"It's fine. I don't care," Ou Ming replied. "It's not like the company will fold without me."

"Ahem, actually, the main problem is that when you're at home, I can't get my work done," Yu Lili said. "I haven't finished my drafts for this week, and I have to submit them in two days. I'm running out of time."

Ou Ming was speechless. In the end, he was chased off by Yu Lili. She spent the day in silence and peace.

The next day, Yu Lili arose early in the morning. She glanced at her cell phone, waiting for a message from Uncle Wen.

Her wait lasted into the afternoon. It was only after lunchtime that Wen Fenglin sent news through WeChat. It was a picture of 0.00%.

Yu Lili blinked when she saw that. She felt a little disappointed. For some reason, her heart suddenly began to ache. She felt as if tears were on the verge of rushing out.

She pursed her lips tightly and tapped her reply on the keyboard, "Whose is this?"

The question seemed superfluous. Since it had been Wen Fenglin who sent the message, naturally, it was his…