Chapter 80: Chapter 80 Wang Jiadong, My World Seems Covered in Darkness
Zhong Liying stood to the side, suppressing her discomfort as she looked at the couple engaged in a public display of affection. "Mr. Sun, Miss Wu, have you decided on this apartment?" she asked. "If you have, I will contact the landlord right away to discuss the details of the sale."
Only then did the affectionate couple separate.
"Is this the one?" Sun Dasheng asked the woman in his arms.
Wu Xiaoli nodded slightly, confirming her decision.
"Then let’s go for it. Could you contact the landlord now and see if we can move in early?" Sun Dasheng asked Zhong Liying.
So urgent? But of course! If it weren’t urgent, they wouldn’t have called her to work overtime this late at night.
"No problem, Mr. Sun. I remember the landlord has another apartment in the same community, and he actually lives there. It’s very convenient." Zhong Liying immediately dialed a number. After a long phone call, everything was settled.
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Sun. I’ll go to the back of the store to get the keys."
"Please, go ahead!"
...
She was quick and efficient, returning with the keys from the back of the store in just a few minutes. After closing up the shop, she led them to the community to see the apartment.
The viewing went smoothly. The apartment in person wasn’t much different from the pictures online.
"I can give you the keys now. You can just come to the store for the transaction tomorrow," Zhong Liying said with a smile. Of course, this kind of treatment was reserved for regular and important clients.
"Thank you, Miss Zhong, for coming all this way so late," Sun Dasheng said politely. He then transferred 1,000 yuan to her via WeChat. It was tea money—not a large sum, just a token of courtesy.
After Zhong Liying left, Wu Xiaoli finally allowed herself to freely inspect their new home. Lying on the empty bed, she felt an indescribable sense of comfort. She knew who had given her all of this.
She turned to Sun Dasheng, who was lying beside her, and said, "Thank you, my dear!" Then she threw herself into his arms, feeling his warmth.
"This home is completely empty. You’ll have to find time to furnish it yourself," Sun Dasheng said, holding her.
Thinking of this, he asked, "You probably don’t have much money on you, do you?" He took out his phone and transferred 1,000,000 yuan to her. "Take this for now. Buy whatever you need, and if it’s not enough, just let me know."
Wu Xiaoli placed a hand over his mouth. "Don’t keep talking about money. I like you for who you are, not for your money. Besides, your money doesn’t grow on trees. This is more than enough. Don’t waste so much on me."
It seemed this woman’s affection for him wasn’t just about the money; she had developed genuine feelings for him.
He glanced at the system panel.
Sure enough:
Supporting Character: Wu Xiaoli
Occupation: Housewife
Bond Value: 80
Experience Points: 0
The Bond Value had skyrocketed to 80 points. Eighty points was probably a threshold. Any woman who reached this number had developed true feelings for him. Currently, only she and Li Sili had reached 80. The others were all between 60 and 70.
Seeing him frowning, she thought he was tired. She sat up, crossed her legs behind him, and began to gently massage his temples. "You’ve been running around all day because of Xiao Jun. You must be tired. Let me give you a massage."
He was actually thinking about other things, but he didn’t object. Her massage technique was surprisingly good.
"This is very nice. It feels quite professional. Where did you learn?" Sun Dasheng asked with his eyes closed, a look of enjoyment on his face.
The word "professional" seemed to have a hidden meaning.
Wu Xiaoli playfully smacked his head. "What are you thinking about?"
"My mom isn’t in good health and often suffers from headaches, so I learned this especially for her," she explained, resuming her gentle, skillful massage.
It was very comfortable. Half an hour flew by in the blink of an eye. After the short rest, Sun Dasheng felt energetic once again.
"Do you still have a lot of luggage over there?"
"Mhm."
"Is there anything particularly important? If not, just leave it all there. No need to go back."
"There are some of my mother’s belongings. I have to go get them," Wu Xiaoli said.
Alright then. That couldn’t be left behind.
"Let’s go get them now," Sun Dasheng said.
"It’s so late," Wu Xiaoli hesitated.
But Sun Dasheng ignored her hesitation, pulling her into the car and driving off.
It was best to make a clean break. Dilly-dallying would only lead to more trouble.
They arrived at the villa community. Unauthorized cars couldn’t enter without a resident’s escort, and Wu Xiaoli wasn’t acquainted with the security guards, so he waited outside.
She went to the house and opened the door. Inside, a family of three was enjoying a happy moment.
No, a family of four. San’er was pregnant.
Seeing Wu Xiaoli enter, San’er cheerfully peeled a banana and put it to Wang Jiadong’s lips, flaunting her wifely virtues. "Here, Jiadong."
Her mother-in-law stared at the TV, acting as if she hadn’t seen anyone walk in.
Only Wang Jiadong quickly spat out the banana and asked, "You rushed out just now without saying a word. What happened?" His tone held an unexpected hint of concern.
When he had her, he never cared for or cherished her. Now that she was about to leave, he suddenly started to care?
Wu Xiaoli, however, ignored him and went into the bedroom to start packing her things.
Wang Jiadong moved to follow her and demand an explanation, but San’er grabbed his sleeve, looking at him pitifully. "My stomach hurts a little. Maybe the baby’s kicking me. Do you want to feel?"
The mention of the "seed" in her stomach made him explode.
"Get lost!" he roared, shoving her aside.
Damn it. It’s not even my child, so what the hell does it have to do with me?
His outburst infuriated his mother, who was watching TV. Seeing San’er stumble from the push, she shot up, grabbed her son’s ear, and scolded him, "Don’t you know your own strength?
"Don’t you know my grandson is in a critical period?
"How dare you push her! If anything happens to my grandchild in the womb, you’re no son of mine!"
Nature truly is mysterious; there’s always one thing to conquer another.
"Ouch, ouch... Mom, let go! It hurts! I’m dying!" Wang Jiadong trembled in pain.
Don’t let her age fool you; her grip was surprisingly strong.
"Will you dare to do it again?"
"I won’t! Please let go," Wang Jiadong pleaded, his voice full of misery.
His mother glanced toward the room in the corner and warned, "That vixen is out all the time now. Who knows what she’s doing to tarnish the Wang family name. Just divorce her and stop dragging your feet.
"You’re about to be a father now. It’s time to settle down."
His mother’s words cut him like a knife.
Become a father? More like becoming a cuckold. He felt like he’d been cursed lately, as if he’d been hexed. His world turned dark. His White Moonlight, his divorced White Moonlight, was stringing him along, always just out of reach. And his wife... his wife seemed on the verge of becoming another man’s. He once had a vast forest, but now all he had left was this one crooked tree—San’er, carrying a child of unknown origin.
How did it all come to this? He couldn’t understand it for the life of him.
What he didn’t know was that the culprit responsible for all of it was leisurely smoking a cigarette in a car, right outside his community’s gate.