The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

“Silly girl, I’m fine,” Nalan Chunbo stroked her hair adoringly and said, “I just want to take a break and travel, I’ll be back soon.”

Ye Yuwei was very heartbroken but she kept it to herself.

Compared to her brother, she seemed to be much more fortunate.

“I need to apologize to Aunt Wen before I go,” Nalan Chunbo mumbled faintly.

Ye Yuwei stared into Nalan Chunbo’s forlorn eyes and said, “Mom never blamed anyone.”

Nalan Chunbo knew, but he still owed her an apology for his mother’s misdeeds.

“Okay, off you go. I don’t want Gu Juexi to stampede over here looking for you,” Nalan Chunbo remarked with a smile, changing his lonesome expression quickly.

“Brother—” She got to her feet reluctantly and said, “You must let me know where you are going or I’ll be worried sick.”

“Okay, I’ll let you know. You should get back home,” Nalan Chunbo replied with a tender smile as he gently ushered Ye Yuwei towards the door.

“I’m your sister, you can’t lie to your sister,” Ye Yuwei protested as she was forced out of the room and the door slammed shut behind her.

Ye Yuwei pouted dejectedly as she looked at the closed door. She felt helpless seeing the unresolved sadness in her brother’s eyes.

He had never kicked her out— this was the first time.

She understood her brother’s intention of wanting to be alone, so she couldn’t even invite him to stay with her.

But what did he do wrong?

In the whole fiasco, her brother was as innocent as Gu Tianmu.

As she was deep in thought, she spotted a figure hiding in the corner of the hotel. The figure quickly sprinted away when she peered at it.

“Wen Shan?” Ye Yuwei exclaimed in surprise and quickly pursued her.

It seemed that Wen Shan didn’t really want to leave as Ye Yuwei didn’t need much effort to catch up to her. “Wen Shan, what are you doing here?”

Wen Shan fiddled with her fingers, looked at her feet, and mumbled, “I just dropped by to—”

“See my brother?”

“Shh—” Wen Shan shrieked in panic and quickly pulled Ye Yuwei to the corner. “Sister, don’t be so loud.”

Ye Yuwei turned around to look at Nalan Chunbo’s room then turned back to face Wen Shan again. “Why don’t you knock on his door?”

Wen Shan leaned against the window despondently and continued fiddling with her fingers. “Papa Nalan doesn’t even want to see me. I’m afraid he will find me bothersome if I appear too often.”

Ye Yuwei leaned against the window as well and said in a comforting tone, “How do you know? He never says anything about that.”

Wen Shan looked up to meet Ye Yuwei’s gaze briefly then lowered her head again. “I feel that he always keeps to himself and it’s hard to approach him beyond his imaginary wall.”

Ye Yuwei looked at the young girl sympathetically. “In your opinion, who is harder to approach: Brother Gu or Papa Nalan?”

“Brother Gu, of course! It feels like a storm is coming whenever he frowns,” Wen Shan answered immediately as if Ye Yuwei had asked a ridiculous question.

“And I stuck shamelessly to your Brother Gu for three years, so you can do this for sure,” Ye Yuwei exclaimed matter-of-factly.

“But you guys are divorced,” Wen Shan admitted the ugly truth in a resigned tone.

Ye Yuwei was dumbstruck upon the remark. She couldn’t refute it but it didn’t sound right too.