Chapter 470: Chapter 470: If You Can’t Speak Properly, Then Shut Your Mouth!
Jiang Linyu poured the soup she had made into a bowl, her delicate hands holding the bowl, and brought it to Li Tianhong.
Jiang Linyu’s eyes were gentle as water: “Tianhong, you love the soup I make the most. I heard you woke up, so I went to the market in the morning to buy fresh ingredients. Try it.”
Jiang Linyu held the bowl with her left hand and the spoon with her right.
The spoon had soup in it. Jiang Linyu gently blew on it and brought it to Li Tianhong’s lips.
Li Tianhong turned his head, saying coldly, “Take it away, I don’t want it.”
Jiang Linyu’s hand trembled, and the soup spilled on Li Tianhong’s arm.
Jiang Linyu put down the soup and picked up a napkin to wipe Li Tianhong.
Li Tianhong irritably pushed her away.
“I have investigated clearly. The reason I was captivated by you must be that you tampered with my food!”
Jiang Linyu looked aggrieved: “Tianhong, I never did such a thing!”
“Leave, I need to rest.”
Li Tianhong lay down, covered himself with the blanket, and turned his back to Jiang Linyu.
Jiang Linyu: “…”
All men are the same; when they love, they love deeply. When they don’t, they don’t, and they leave very thoroughly.
Jiang Linyu, face pale as ash, looked at Li Tianhong, adjusted her mindset, and said softly, “Tianhong, since you don’t want to see me, I will leave first. Don’t be angry, your health is important. Remember to drink the soup I made.”
Jiang Linyu lowered her head, got up, and left.
Jiang Linyu walked out of the hospital, sat in the car, her expression turning sinister.
Li Xia struggled to speak: “Mom, is Dad still ignoring you?”
Jiang Linyu glared at Li Xia angrily: “If you can’t speak properly, just keep your mouth shut!”
Li Xia: “…”
Li Xia also realized that she misspoke and stabbed Jiang Linyu in the heart.
In the car, neither of them spoke, and it was quiet.
Jiang Linyu held her phone. Messages came in occasionally, and she replied, her face still very grim.
Li Xia said quietly: “Mom, why not just get rid of Li Tianhong? Keeping him around makes our days difficult.”
Jiang Linyu said: “While people outside still don’t know he wants to divorce me, I must act first.”
As Jiang Linyu spoke, her phone rang, and many messages came in from other messaging apps.
“Xiao Yu, what’s going on with you and Tianhong? I saw him post online that he wants a divorce, he issued a statement.”
Hearing this, Jiang Linyu’s breath caught.
After hanging up, Jiang Linyu opened the app to read the messages.
Sure enough, Li Tianhong had indeed issued a statement, wanting a divorce and waiting for her to sign the divorce agreement.
These words were like pulling Jiang Linyu out, just waiting for her signature.
Li Xia held her phone, also continuously checking messages.
Some of her friends kept asking her for information.
Li Xia didn’t dare to respond. She knew these friends, few were sincere, most were for benefits.
Now that Li Xia no longer had benefits, others might not continue to befriend her.
Li Xia anxiously looked at Jiang Linyu.
At this moment, Jiang Linyu’s face was extremely grim, gnashing her teeth.
“Li Tianhong, that bastard! How quickly he shifts the blame!” Jiang Linyu cursed.
Li Xia was anxious: “Mom, what should we do next? The divorce statement is out, we’re very passive now!”
“Li Tianhong wants to use the divorce to mend his relationship with Li Yehan. I’d like to see if Li Yehan is still willing to continue being a harmonious father and son with him!”
The two sat together, full of worry, unable to think of a good solution.
…
Li Yehan held his phone, seeing the news online, sneered.
Old Mr. Li sat on the sofa, seeing his expression, sighed helplessly.
“Yehan, I know you surely won’t forgive Tianhong.”
“Since you know, why did you come to the company to see me?” Li Yehan put down his phone.
Old Mr. Li sighed helplessly: “I came to tell you this news. I know you don’t usually use your phone to go online. If it weren’t for Qiaoqiao, you might not even look at your phone and wouldn’t see my messages.”
Li Yehan didn’t speak, as he indeed seldom used his phone.
“I know the news, but it won’t affect my life in any way. He is him, and I am me. The father-son relationship was long gone, no need to stick together.”
Old Mr. Li laughed: “You child, I didn’t come to ask you to forgive him. I just want to say, even if you detest him and don’t want to see him, remain calm and composed.”
Old Mr. Li also worried that if Li Tianhong sought out Li Yehan, the two might part discordantly again, letting others have a chance to gossip.
“I understand what you mean,” Li Yehan said indifferently.
Old Mr. Li dared not say more, knowing Li Yehan would surely manage it.
“When do you and Qiaoqiao plan to marry? I’ll prepare in advance for you.”
Li Yehan replied: “You can prepare in advance, but do not invite Li Tianhong. I don’t want him at my wedding with Qiaoqiao. I don’t want to see him.”
Old Mr. Li sighed inwardly but supported his decision.
“Grandpa respects your wishes. I already knew you wouldn’t invite him. Rest assured, when you marry, I’ll be there, and he won’t dare come.”
Li Yehan acknowledged with a hum, not saying more.
Old Mr. Li continued: “Yehan, you should put on a good performance and start a family with Qiaoqiao soon.”
Li Yehan again responded with a hum, not continuing the conversation.
Old Mr. Li, seeing him unwilling to speak further, got up and left.
…
Nan Qiao saw the news online, somewhat surprised.
Did Li Tianhong see Jiang Linyu’s true colors, deciding to divorce her so soon?
Wasn’t he quite in love before? Now saying he doesn’t love her?
Is a man’s love so fleeting?
Nan Qiao couldn’t help think of Li Yehan. Is he the same way?
They say like father like son, will Li Yehan be like Li Tianhong?
Nan Qiao shook her head, dismissing the thoughts.
At that moment, Li Yehan’s call came through.
“Qiaoqiao, I’m not like Li Tianhong.”
Nan Qiao: “…”
Was Li Yehan a worm in her stomach, knowing everything she thought?
“Why did you suddenly bring up this topic?” Nan Qiao asked while checking her office for listening devices.
Li Yehan’s magnetic voice came through her ear: “I worry you’ll overthink. I’ve rarely met Li Tianhong and won’t pick up his bad habits. He is him, and I am me. When we marry, I won’t let him come.”
Nan Qiao stopped searching for bugs, leaning against the chair.
She had to admit, Li Yehan’s insight into people’s thoughts was impressive.
What she was thinking; Li Yehan guessed it.
Nan Qiao smiled: “I haven’t agreed to marry you yet, you’re thinking too far ahead.”
“Not too far, Qiaoqiao, time flies quickly. Two years will pass before you know it.”
Nan Qiao: “…”
Li Yehan continued: “Will you graduate the year after next?”
“Almost.”
Li Yehan laughed: “Then I’ll start preparing now, ensuring you have a wedding of the century.”