My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 887 - Fu Ziyangs fairy mother first update

Chapter 887: 887, Fu Ziyang’s fairy mother [first update]

Chapter 887: 887, Fu Ziyang’s fairy mother [first update]

“Heartbreaker! Heartbreaker…”

Fu Xihan looked up.

Huo Jinghua, dressed in a robe-styled nightgown, ran down the stairs like a midnight fairy, then charged straight toward him.

He swiftly stepped down from the barstool and reached out his hand.

A warm, delicate fragrance filled his arms.

The nightgown was loose and comfortable, and the neckline was rather large. As he lowered his gaze, he saw most of her fragrant shoulder, the hollow of her neck, and on it… deep red kiss marks.

The darkness in his eyes deepened, and his low bass voice sounded especially husky in the dead of night, “Why are you awake?”

Huo Jinghua raised the piece of drawing paper in her hand high, “This… do you think Ziyang will like it?”

It was a portrait of a little boy.

She drew it herself!

Fu Xihan’s handsome face twitched noticeably.

“Does it not look good?” Huo Jinghua immediately deflated her beautiful little face.

She had already tried very hard to draw Fu Ziyang from a photograph.

“Hmm.” Fu Xihan tilted his handsome face, considering for a moment before saying, “Don’t worry, our son will definitely like it.”

Huo Jinghua really had no talent for drawing.

Since she was young, she could sing and dance beautifully, a beauty beyond compare, entering the entertainment circle with her exceptional acting skills, but she just lacked any talent for drawing.

Now with amnesia, her IQ and EQ had both regressed to that of a five- or six-year-old’s, so this art form naturally showed no chance of improvement.

Fu Xihan lifted his hand.

Sure enough, he touched something cold.

“Not sleeping and secretly drawing?”

Huo Jinghua tilted her cheek, nuzzling his palm obediently and hummed in agreement.

“Alright, it’s almost two in the morning. Go to sleep early, tomorrow we have to take a plane, don’t end up too sleepy to get up…

“Yay! Plane!” Huo Jinghua raised her hands, excitement brimming on her beautiful, delicate face.

She had never taken a plane before, only seen it on TV, and found it very novel!

Moreover, she was going to meet grandparents she had never seen before, as well as the son she and the heartbreaker had together, named Ziyang.

Fu Xihan stretched out his hand and easily hoisted her sideways into his arms.

“My drawing!”

“Don’t worry, it won’t get squashed.”

Huo Jinghua carefully held the drawing paper high, her little face serious and cautious.

This was the gift she was giving to Ziyang when they met.

It could not be squished!

**

Two days later.

In the morning after nine, Nancheng International Airport.

Su Wanwan sat on a chair, leaning her face on Huo Jingshen’s shoulder, yawning now and then.

Accompanying them were Fu Qi and Fu Ziyang.

But apart from her, everyone else was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.

Fu Qi was excited to finally see his brother whom he hadn’t seen in half a year.

Fu Ziyang was somewhat nervous.

Because it had been almost a year since he last saw his dad…

“Yawn—”

Su Wanwan yawned again, “Why haven’t they come out yet, it’s almost 10 o’clock.”

She had gotten up before 7 in the morning, rode for more than an hour to get here, and had been waiting for over an hour. She was so sleepy she was about to collapse.

“So tired?” Huo Jingshen looked down at her.

“You still have the nerve to ask!” Su Wanwan immediately accused, “It’s all your fault! Who made you keep me up last night, refusing to let me sleep?”

This guy seemed to have lots of social engagements for work these past few days; last night he came back late again, and then there was his drunken antics…

When Fu Qi overheard this, her face changed instantly.

Shameless woman!

To speak so loudly about private bedroom matters!

Su Wanwan had no idea she was being misunderstood, and as she reached out to pinch Huo Jingshen’s arm, just at that moment…

“Daddy!”

Fu Ziyang called out.

And he was calling “Daddy”!

Su Wanwan immediately let go of her hand.

At the same time, Fu Qi next to her started excitedly calling, “Big brother!”

The next second…

“Jing… Jinghua sister?” Fu Qi looked at the woman beside her big brother in amazement.

Huo Jinghua?

How could she be here?

Fu Qi hadn’t seen Huo Jinghua for a very long time, seemed like she had disappeared for many years. She thought being a big star she must be very busy, and since Fu Xihan didn’t tell her he’d bring Huo Jinghua with him, she was extremely surprised at the moment.

Huo Jingshen had already stood up, taking Su Wanwan with him as he walked over.

Fu Ziyang was a step ahead of them.

However, the little guy maintained his calm demeanor, not overly excited even upon seeing the dad he hadn’t seen for nearly a year. His big grape-like eyes soon fell on the woman beside his dad.

He was curious.

But didn’t ask anything on his own initiative.

“Didn’t you bring a present for our son?” Fu Xihan was the first to speak.

Upon hearing this sentence, Huo Jinghua immediately nodded, then looked at the handsome little boy in front of her.

Fu Xihan handed over the rolled-up sheet of drawing paper.

Huo Jinghua took it eagerly and then unrolled it, before asking with a treasured tone, “Do you like it? Ziyang.”

Fu Ziyang looked at her, his eyes wide open, but he did not speak.

Fu Xihan didn’t speak either.

Huo Jinghua glanced at him uneasily.

With a look from him, she mustered up the courage to speak again, “Ziyang, hello, I’m your mom, my name is Huo Jinghua.”

Upon hearing the word “mom,” the expressionless little face of Fu Ziyang finally showed the slightest change.

“Ziyang,” Fu Xihan spoke up, “Do you remember what daddy told you?”

Fu Ziyang blinked.

He remembered the phone call that day, when daddy promised that mommy would soon come back to find him. So, this was the moment?

He began to observe his mom intently.

His mom was wearing a white dress, its hem floating layer upon layer like a cake, and just like in his imagination, she had big eyes, red lips, a sweet smile, long black hair, and she smelled nice…

“Ziyang?” Fu Xihan raised an eyebrow.

This child…

Was he stupefied?

Hearing the voice, Fu Ziyang finally snapped back to reality.

Then, he reached out his little hand, “Hello, I’m your son, my name is Fu Ziyang.”

As Su Wanwan heard this sentence, she felt as though a row of crows slowly flew over her head.

Was this mother and son’s way of meeting always so unconventional?

But…

She looked at Huo Jinghua.

Is this Huo Jingshen’s sister?

His biological sister?

She had previously met Xiu Xin, an unmistakable beauty, but she hadn’t expected Huo Jinghua to be even more beautiful than Xiu Xin.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand why Fu Xihan married Xiu Xin.

It was because both women had a classical style of beauty, especially Huo Jinghua, who wore a flowing white dress. Clearly without makeup, yet her bright eyes and white teeth, flawless cheeks, and long, soft, black hair cascading down to her lower back, shimmered alongside her naively innocent eyes.

She was like a fairy who had descended to the mortal realm, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly purity…

Su Wanwan found herself at a loss for words.

So her little aunt was this beautiful–no wonder Fu Ziyang always talked about her being a big star…

Of course, Fu Xihan also wasn’t what she had imagined.

Since he was three years older than Huo Jingshen, she had expected to see a more reserved and mature middle-aged man, but who knew Fu Xihan would look so young?

If she hadn’t known in advance that he was thirty-four, he would appear to be only in his mid-twenties.

Moreover, dressed all in black, with delicate features and a somewhat feminine face, he didn’t come across as androgynous due to the roguish charm at the corners of his eyes and mouth, but instead had an alluring aura.

So when he stood next to Huo Jinghua in her white dress, the contrast between them was stark—one black, one white; one cool, the other warm; one mysteriously enchanting, the other innocently pure. Although polar opposites, they exuded a strangely harmonious vibe.

It was like a combination of a devil and an angel…

Their attractiveness was simply too overwhelming!

…

On the other side, Huo Jinghua had already extended her hand and grasped Fu Ziyang’s little hand.

Her other hand was holding up her own painting, “Mommy made this painting from your photo, and it’s a gift for you—it’s a present for our first meeting.”

“Okay, thank you, Mommy,” Fu Ziyang accepted the painting, carefully examined it, and then cherishedly rolled it up tightly in his little hands.

Even though it didn’t look like him at all.

But this was the first gift from Fairy Mommy…

And seeing him accept the gift, Huo Jinghua immediately smiled brightly, “What about you? Do you have a gift for Mommy?”

Fu Ziyang: “…”

Fu Xihan also: “…”

Everyone else even more so: “…”

Natural, Fu Ziyang didn’t have a gift ready because no one had told him that Mommy would come today.

Fu Xihan coughed twice, “Ziyang didn’t know…”

“Mommy,” Fu Ziyang suddenly waved his little hand.

Huo Jinghua looked at him, not understanding.

“Mommy, crouch down,” Fu Ziyang explained.

“Okay,” Huo Jinghua quickly bent down.

No sooner had she crouched down than Fu Ziyang’s little hand rested on her shoulder.

Then he leaned in, the faint scent of milk wafting over, and his soft, moist little lips pressed against her cheek.

A “smack” sound followed.

Huo Jinghua: “…”

After the kiss, Fu Ziyang quickly pulled away, his little face blushing.

Su Wanwan watched with her heart blooming with joy, clutching Huo Jingshen’s arm, whispering excitedly, “Ah ah ah ah ah…”

Huo Jingshen frowned, “What’s wrong with you?”

“It’s too cute, too lovely!” Su Wanwan pinched him hard.

Huo Jingshen: “…”

Cute in what way?

Lovely where?

And also…

“Why are you pinching me?”

“Big brother!” Fu Qi finally couldn’t help but ask, “How did you and Huo Jinghua end up together? And how is Ziyang her child? What on earth is going on here?”

Fu Xihan responded lightly, “Call her sister-in-law.”

Fu Qi was dumbfounded, “Huh?”

His sister-in-law… shouldn’t that be Xiu Xin?

How did it suddenly become Huo Jinghua?

And also…

Is Ziyang really the child Huo Jinghua gave birth to?

Then where on earth had Huo Jinghua been all these years?

Why had no one ever told her about this?

An endless stream of questions nearly blew her mind, but Fu Xihan was no longer looking at her; instead, he turned his gaze towards Su Wanwan.

His eyes were teasing as he looked her up and down.

His gaze was very direct.

But it did not seem lecherous.

It was purely curious and appraising.

After the once-over, he chuckled softly, “So, this is my little sister-in-law?”

Su Wanwan was taken aback and hastily turned to Huo Jingshen.

Huo Jingshen responded indifferently, then said, “Darling, call him.”

“???” Su Wanwan was utterly confused and quickly asked him in a low voice, “So what am I supposed to call him?”

He just called himself “little sister-in-law”?

Indeed, he was Huo Jingshen’s senior, so wasn’t she supposed to follow Huo Jingshen and call him “senior”?

But Huo Jinghua is Huo Jingshen’s sister, so logically, should she call her sister’s husband “brother-in-law”?

He did indeed look several years younger than Huo Jingshen…

She was conflicted.

“Just call me senior,” said Fu Xihan with a raised eyebrow and a sly smile, shameless.

Su Wanwan had just started saying one word, “Sen…”

“Call him brother-in-law,” Huo Jingshen interrupted coldly.

Su Wanwan: “…”

With a mocking glance at Huo Jingshen, Fu Xihan sneered, “I’m over three years older than you. Do you think it’s appropriate for her to call me brother-in-law?”

Huo Jingshen chuckled, “Unless you’re not planning to marry Jinghua.”

Fu Xihan also chuckled, “I’m definitely going to marry Jinghua.”

But to call such a twenty-something girl “sister-in-law”?

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Sorry, he really couldn’t bring himself to do that.

After all, he had never even called that “big brother” to Huo Jingshen up to this day.

In the bustling airport hall, two exceptionally tall and handsome men with outstanding demeanors stood face to face, confronting each other.

On the surface, it seemed calm, but underneath there was a raging undercurrent, a silent battle as they traded blows mentally, throwing hundreds of punches at each other.

In the end, it was Su Wanwan who spoke up, “Alright, alright, it’s getting late. Let’s go home quickly. Grandpa and Grandma are still waiting.”

Ever since learning that their granddaughter was coming back, the elder Mrs. Huo was very happy. If it hadn’t been for the long journey from the military compound, she almost came with them this morning.

It seemed like the old lady hadn’t seen her granddaughter in over a dozen years; she must be getting anxious waiting by now.

“Mom, I’ll hold your hand,” Fu Ziyang immediately said.

It was clear that the little guy really liked his fairy mother; ever since they met, his little cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were filled with excitement and shyness…

Su Wanwan’s mouth twitched, so it was seeing his mom and forgetting his little girlfriend, huh? Tsk…