My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 910 - Grand Finale Final
Chapter 910: 910, Grand Finale [Final]
Chapter 910: 910, Grand Finale [Final]
At night, when Huo Jingshen came home, Su Wanwan got straight to the point, “Honey, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow.”
“To where?” Huo Jingshen, unbuttoning his shirt, moved with casual elegance. His profile was gracefully handsome, and he carried himself with a refined, elite demeanor.
He still looks calm?
Su Wanwan immediately said, “Singapore.”
“For how long?”
“A half month.”
Huo Jingshen immediately stopped his motions.
Su Wanwan coughed twice, “I can’t help it, my job is like this, always running around the country with artists, and going abroad frequently. Plus, this time it’s a great practical experience. Sister Chen said that after I finish this case, I can start managing artists myself. I won’t be a junior assistant anymore, but a real… artist manager.”
“So you’re going to Singapore for half a month, today is the 13th, and by the time you return, it will be September? Then you’ll start school again, work while studying, and prepare for the school’s thesis. Hmm, not bad.”
Su Wanwan: “…”
Huo Jingshen rolled up his shirt sleeves and turned towards the bathroom.
Su Wanwan continued: “……”
So, is he angry?
Indeed.
Lately, due to too many incidents, and after Shi Huan and Chu Xiuhuang’s wedding, she had started her new job. Honestly, they really hadn’t seen much of each other…
Therefore, Su Wanwan walked over and knocked on the bathroom door.
Seeing no response, she reached out directly.
She turned the knob.
It wasn’t locked?
Cough, cough, cough.
Su Wanwan turned the doorknob and opened the door.
Expecting to see something indescribable, she saw Huo Jingshen standing fully clothed in front of the sink.
Hearing her, he turned his head to look, “What are you doing?”
Su Wanwan walked up a bit sheepishly, “Are you mad?”
“No.”
“Really?” Su Wanwan didn’t believe it.
He definitely looked angry…
Suddenly, a cellphone ringtone sounded from outside.
Su Wanwan said, “Your phone is ringing.”
“Hmm,” Huo Jingshen said, and turned to walk out.
Su Wanwan: “…”
Why does he seem so strange tonight?
Something is off.
She hurriedly followed him out.
**
In the bedroom, Huo Jingshen was already sitting on the sofa, answering the phone, “Xihan.”
The call was from Fu Xihan?
Su Wanwan obediently walked to the side and stood watching him take the call.
Not knowing what was said on the other end, Huo Jingshen frowned, then looked up at Su Wanwan.
Su Wanwan: “…”
This had something to do with her.
“Okay, I understand.”
“…”
“I’ll ask for her opinion.”
After hanging up, Su Wanwan immediately asked him, “What’s wrong? What happened?”
There was a visibly serious expression on Huo Jingshen’s face.
The next second.
“Dong Yisen has passed away.”
Despite many thoughts, Su Wanwan hadn’t expected such news.
Dong Yisen…
Was that her grandfather?
He had died?
So suddenly?
“What happened?” Su Wanwan asked, “Did he have an accident? Or…”
Huo Jingshen slowly said, “I’ve told you before, since they found kidney issues, his health wasn’t very good. He had been getting various treatments, waiting for a transplant surgery. But a few days ago, he suddenly got an infection, and with your mother also being hospitalized and injured, they couldn’t go through with the transplant surgery in time…”
Su Wanwan nodded.
So that was it.
“This morning, Dong Yisen passed away in the hospital during an emergency. Dong Manjiao has already flown back.”
Su Wanwan blinked, “So, is she going to be the heir of the Eastern Alliance now?”
“Not necessarily.”
Su Wanwan was surprised, “What do you mean?”
“The rise of the Eastern Alliance is closely tied to the family powers from Dong Manjiao’s mother’s side, which involves a branch of the British royal family. Dong Yisen’s death will trigger a series of complicated internal disputes. The contents of Dong Yisen’s will have already been suppressed, possibly by the royal family, so next, Dong Manjiao must struggle to negotiate with the royal side.”
Su Wanwan understood.
Recently, she had also heard Yan Shunhua briefly mention the issues within the Eastern Alliance.
The complexity was almost like those royal drama series she used to watch.
Especially now that the leader of such a large conglomerate had suddenly died, leaving behind a vast fortune, internal fighting was inevitable.
No wonder Dong Manjiao, despite being unwell, had rushed back so suddenly.
“Xihan called just now because they are going back to the United Kingdom to attend the funeral and asked if I wanted to bring you along,” Huo Jingshen added.
Su Wanwan blinked, “So that’s why you were acting like this…”
Huo Jingshen asked, “Do you want to go?”
Su Wanwan thought for a moment, “It’s not necessary, right? Besides, if I go, wouldn’t Dong Manjiao think I’m there to contest the inheritance?”
Huo Jingshen explained, “I had discussed this with your mother before, planning to take you to the United Kingdom after her injuries healed…”
“It’s not necessary,” Su Wanwan said. “Didn’t you say he never acknowledged having another daughter? Why should I bother going?”
Huo Jingshen nodded, “Actually, it’s probably best not to get involved in this murky situation.”
Money and power are indeed important.
But none of these are as important as living a peaceful and happy life.
The internal structure over at the Eastern Alliance is too complex. Going after the inheritance could bring a lot of trouble.
Huo Jingshen suddenly reached out and grabbed her small hand.
Su Wanwan was taken aback.
Huo Jingshen looked at the delicate and fair hand in his palm, speaking in a mild tone, “Would you feel regretful?”
“What kind of regret? Regret that he didn’t leave me any inheritance?” Su Wanwan said, “Actually, about this grandfather, I’ve never met him, so whether he has money or not, honestly, it doesn’t really matter much to me, furthermore…”
Su Wanwan suddenly stopped.
Huo Jingshen squeezed her small hand, “Furthermore what?”
Su Wanwan curved her lips, “It’s enough for me that you earn money, and I can earn money myself in the future. Money, having enough is good. Being too greedy can backfire.”
“In that case.” Huo Jingshen asked, “These days, are you still managing with the money?”
Su Wanwan was again surprised, “What do you mean?”
“Every night, right on time, my cellphone receives a WeChat notification of your transfer. Could it be that you’re keeping a young lover on the side, sending fifty thousand a day, hmm?”
Su Wanwan was speechless, “What young lover? That was for Weiyi.”
Hearing that name, Huo Jingshen, “…”
It’s that overgrown baby again!
“She hasn’t sent any messages recently, I don’t know how she’s doing out there, I’m worried she might not have enough to spend, so I can only transfer money to her. She doesn’t have other bank accounts, and WeChat has a daily limit, which is really annoying! And those people you hired are so useless, how can it be that after so long, they still haven’t found anything…”
“Alright.” Huo Jingshen let go of her hand and stood up, “I’m going to take a shower.”
He had no interest in hearing about her sorority friendship.
Su Wanwan, “…”
**
The next morning, Su Wanwan boarded a plane to Singapore.
The group traveling together included nearly eight people, including the artist, the main lead, the agent Chen Yu, and Su Wanwan as the assistant; others were the photographer, makeup artist, stylist, etc.
The reality show recording included both indoor and everyday outdoor sightseeing.
The show invited three men and three women, an actual dating show based on traveling.
Feifei was paired with a young male idol who had just returned from H Country, tall and with a bright smile.
It was mid-August, and although the weather in Singapore wasn’t as hot as in Nancheng, it was still intensely warm, yet the male and female leads had to perform in such weather in a fresh and sweet reality dating show…
Honestly, after running around for a few days, Su Wanwan didn’t feel any sweetness from shipping any couples, just tired.
One night, she suddenly lost five pounds!
But apart from that, the job was fairly smooth since Feifei was a newcomer and didn’t have any diva-like tantrums; she let the staff take the lead and was extremely cooperative.
…
The reality show was more than halfway through, the day before Su Wanwan’s birthday.
After wrapping up for the day, Chen Yu approached her, “Wanwan, there will be a surprise tonight.”
Su Wanwan was startled, “Sister Chen?”
“Tomorrow is Xuan Ze’s birthday. Tonight, the crew has decided to let Feifei give him a birthday surprise.”
Su Wanwan, “…”
So it was the male lead’s birthday. What a coincidence, the same day as hers?
Well, she was being sentimental.
Her birthday and Feifei’s were on the same day, she had thought…
Chen Yu said, “I’ve already sent you the plan. Check it out, and remember, it’s a secret.”
“Okay.” Su Wanwan quickly picked up her phone.
This year Feifei turned 20 and is still a sophomore at Nancheng Art University, talented and vivacious. It was said she had substantial backing, and this time, Chen Yu was planning to use this reality show about love as a stepping stone to launch her into the entertainment industry.
**
Daytime recording was already exhausting. After dinner, Su Wanwan still had to go to the site with others to set up.
Inflating balloons, sticking streamers, arranging the venue, preparing small gifts, and coordinating with the hotel staff—she had to do it all herself.
Although there were boys in the group helping, by the time everything was done, Su Wanwan was almost at the point of collapse.
Finally, it was 11:30 PM.
The birthday’s male lead was invited onto the terrace.
This was the hotel’s most beautiful viewing terrace, below it a sheer cliff, and in the distance, an endless expanse of night sky and sea.
The floor, primarily white, was covered with rose petals in red and pink, and the terrace’s balustrades were all adorned with pink ribbons and heart-shaped balloons. Beside the dining table, a violinist in a tailcoat was playing a melodious and pleasant tune.
Under the warm orange light, the evening breeze blew in from the sea; the air was filled with the intoxicating aroma of wine and a faint scent of roses…
A photographer was taking shots on the side, with the male and female leads sitting at opposite sides of the dining table, conversing and smiling at each other.
Chen Yu whispered, “This scene looks nice.”
Su Wanwan nodded.
The handsome man and beautiful woman, along with the beautifully dreamy setup of the venue, were definitely appealing.
It’s just that her back was feeling the strain…
Suddenly.
With a “bang.”
“Sister Chen.” The makeup artist suddenly exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, pointing at the sky, “Did we also arrange for fireworks?”
“Fireworks?” Chen Yu frowned, “No.”
“Then how come…”
Su Wanwan also followed everyone in looking up.
The previously pitch-black night sky suddenly burst into continuous fireworks.
The display was relentless and lasted a very long time, the colors almost entirely pink, turning the night sky into a dreamy sea.
Chen Yu quickly shouted to the photographer, “Get the fireworks! Hurry!”
The photographer quickly turned the camera around.
At the same time, the director also shouted through the microphone, “Look at the sky, look at the sky!”
Hearing the cue, the two artists at the dining table both looked up at the sky.
“It’s probably some nearby event,” Chen Yu said, “But it certainly added a nice touch to tonight’s event.”
“Yes, yes,” the makeup artist eagerly agreed.
But it wasn’t long before.
“What is that? Drones?” the makeup artist exclaimed in shock, “Sister Chen, did you arrange this too? It doesn’t seem to be in the itinerary.”
“No,” Chen Yu looked up at the sky.
Two eight-legged drones, looking like black spiders, had at some point begun circling overhead.
Casually and continuously flying in circles.
Su Wanwan watched in astonishment.
She had already memorized the entire schedule by heart and indeed had not seen any mention of fireworks or drones. Could it be that someone else was also…
With a “swoosh.”
One of the drones suddenly lowered a large banner, somewhat dark in the night, yet it glowed pink fluorescent, written upon it in regular script small characters.
As she saw the content clearly…
[Happy 21st Birthday, Baby!]
“Wow!”
“Fireworks plus a confession, too romantic!”
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, whose idea was this?”
“That’s just extravagantly inhumane!”
The surrounding crew couldn’t help but shriek and discuss, but then.
“But Xuan Ze is not 21, right?”
Everyone then realized.
Yes, today’s male lead, Xuan Ze, was already twenty-five…
The next second.
Another “swoosh” sound came, as another drone lowered a second banner.
Everyone looked at the banner, and as if they had rehearsed, they said in unison, “Hubby will spend all your future birthdays with you!”
Su Wanwan: “!!!”
No way, no way?
Could it really be…
“Who is this?”
“Hubby, whose hubby? Ah!”
“Why did they come here to confess?”
“Who is it exactly!”
The surrounding crew lost all interest in filming.
The lead actors no longer felt like performing; they even stood up and looked over, asking.
“What’s going on?” The director had already come over from the back, “Which crew member’s family member is this? Whose birthday is it today?”
Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
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Just as Su Wanwan was tremblingly about to raise her hand and confess that today was her birthday…
“Boom, boom, boom!”
Fireworks burst above their heads once again.
Immediately afterward.
A side door opened, and the hotel manager, dressed in neat uniform, pushed in a trolley with a giant “heart” formed of red roses.
When he reached them, the manager explained, “This trolley was provided by a VIP guest of our hotel today. He mentioned it was to celebrate his baby’s birthday, hence the disruption during your regular filming. To express his apologies, he’s covered all your meals and accommodation; this trolley is for you to use as well.”
“Which VIP guest?”
“Who is this person with such deep pockets!”
“Not only does he have deep pockets, but he’s also great at flaunting!”
“But I’m really curious about who it could be!”
Chen Yu coughed twice, walked over to the director, and whispered a few words.
The director nodded, then raised his voice and said, “Since that’s the case, today’s shooting is almost done; let’s wrap it up here.”
He then instructed the post-production team nearby, “Remember not to include the drone banner in the final cut; everything else is usable.”
“Yes, Director.”
At this point, Chen Yu also said, “Alright, it’s past midnight, let’s call it a day.”
Su Wanwan: “…”
She hurried forward to help clean up.
The incident just now seemed like an interlude, and everyone seemed curious but clueless as to guess the specifics.
Su Wanwan was extremely curious. No way, was that person just showing off? Making his presence felt? But he didn’t even show up?
She wanted to make a call, but for now, she could only help with the cleanup.
Everything was done by the early morning at one a.m.
Su Wanwan, exhausted and sleepy, reported to Sister Chen and then went back to the room with the stylist.
This time, she shared a room with the stylist.
At the room door, Su Wanwan immediately extended her hand.
“Wanwan, swipe the card first,” the stylist reminded with a smile, “Are you exhausted? Why aren’t you alert?”
Su Wanwan coughed awkwardly and pulled out her room card.
She swiped it on the door, carefully stepping in while observing her surroundings.
The stylist was amused, “Wanwan, what’s the matter? Guarding against thieves?”
Su Wanwan: “…”
She wondered if that person might be hiding inside the room?
As it turned out, she was overthinking; everything in the room was normal, with no strangers present.
Su Wanwan quickly said, “I’m going to the bathroom.”
“Okay, I’ll take my shower after you’re done,” the stylist said, beginning to arrange a pile of clothes.
Su Wanwan entered the bathroom, closed the door, and then pulled out her phone.
She opened WeChat.
Strange, Huo Jingshen hadn’t sent any messages?
She directly dialed a voice call to him.
The phone rang once and was picked up; Su Wanwan immediately asked, “Were all those things on the terrace arranged by you?”
“Did baby like it?” Huo Jingshen didn’t deny it.
So Su Wanwan asked, “Then where are you?”
“What? Is the birthday surprise not enough, you still want me in person?”
Su Wanwan: “…”
You rogue!
She hummed twice, “So did you actually come over or not?”
She didn’t believe he could resist coming over.
Sure enough.
“I did,” Huo Jingshen said, “I’m in the presidential suite 520 across from you. Are you coming over now, or are you going to sneak in after your roommate falls asleep?”
Sneaking over?
Su Wanwan felt ridiculous, “What kind of person do you take me for? My husband has come all the way over the ocean to celebrate my birthday. Isn’t it normal for me to go see you?”
Huo Jingshen chuckled softly, “That’s good, come over now.”
Listen to that commanding tone.
Su Wanwan, holding back a laugh, put down the phone and opened the door to leave.
The stylist turned around upon hearing the noise, “Huh? Wanwan, you haven’t showered…”
“Lanlan, my husband is here. He’s in the room across from this one, so… I’m going to spend tonight with him.”
The stylist’s eyes widened in surprise, “Your… your husband?”
“Yeah, actually today is my birthday, and he came especially to celebrate it with me. I was pretty surprised myself. So… I’m going to head over, bye.” Having said that, Su Wanwan turned around and rushed out.
The stylist was still holding the clothes that hadn’t been sorted and stood frozen.
It took a long while for her to come around.
So, all that extravagant display of wealth and affection on the balcony a moment ago was prepared by Su Wanwan’s husband?
Oh my God…
**
Next door, in the presidential suite.
Su Wanwan was standing in the hallway, about to raise her hand to press the doorbell.
The room door opened, and a well-defined man’s hand reached out from inside.
“Ah—”
Su Wanwan just managed to scream before she was pulled inside.
With a “bang,” the door was slammed shut again.
Su Wanwan felt her feet lift off the ground as she was picked up.
After a second of surprise, she immediately raised her hands to wrap around the man’s neck, “You scared me to death!”
Huo Jingshen leaned down and kissed her on the lips.
Su Wanwan blushed as she looked at him, “You…”
A smile tinged Huo Jingshen’s eyes as he spoke in a low, gentle tone, “Did you like what I prepared just now?”
Faced with such a rare display of romance, Su Wanwan felt a bit shy, “Who taught you?”
To think he’d use such social media tricks!
Even though it’s a bit cliché…
Huo Jingshen asked, “So, are you happy?”
Su Wanwan honestly admitted, “Happy, and this is the happiest birthday I’ve ever had.”
Because she rarely celebrated her birthday from childhood.
Su Yuntang never paid much attention to his not-so-obedient daughter.
Although Su Xueqin would always send her birthday gifts beforehand, each birthday seemed to always end up not so joyful.
After she went to boarding school, she seldom stayed at home during the vacations, losing even more interest in celebrating her birthday…
But today, Huo Jingshen had thought to surprise her by flying over from Nancheng to be with her.
Su Wanwan recalled how in April she had gone out of town for a sketching trip, and he had also suddenly showed up to surprise her…
“Mm…”
Before she could think further, her lips were sealed again.
Their lips pressed tightly together.
The familiar scent instantly enveloped her.
Su Wanwan was laid down on the soft big bed, her body pressed underneath, her hands captured, interlocked fingers pressed into the mattress.
In the suite, the curtains were drawn tightly.
It was early morning, deathly silent, with only a dim orange lamp on the bedside table providing light.
The mingling of lips and teeth, the ambiguous breathing, all contributed to a seductive atmosphere filling the room.
Su Wanwan slowly closed her eyes, losing herself in his expert kissing technique.
As Huo Jingshen kissed, his hand loosened, traveling downward…
Just then, a cellphone alert suddenly rang out.
Su Wanwan immediately opened her eyes, pulling his hand away, “My phone rang.”
“Ignore it.” Huo Jingshen insisted, pressing down on her body, his thin lips repeatedly caressing her tender neck, his voice slightly husky suggesting, “Let’s continue.”
Su Wanwan protested, “What if it’s something important from work?”
“This late at night? There can’t be anything.” Huo Jingshen dismissed, “Just ignore it, and if anyone asks tomorrow, tell them you were too tired and fell asleep.”
Su Wanwan blushed profusely, “What if someone is wishing me a happy birthday?”
At this, Huo Jingshen grew even less pleased, pressing down on her more heavily, his gaze piercing as he fixed his eyes on her, “Isn’t a husband’s blessing enough?”
“Enough, enough, enough!” Su Wanwan pushed at his chest, “Just let me check, what’s the rush, we still have all night, don’t we?”
Huo Jingshen: “…”
Alright then.
He rolled over to lie flat on the bed.
Su Wanwan immediately got up and took out her phone.
The next second.
“Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh—”
Su Wanwan let out a continuous scream.
She even suddenly threw herself onto Huo Jingshen, her hands cupping his face, and she bent down, peppering his face with several quick kisses.
Huo Jingshen was somewhat flabbergasted, “What’s going on?”
“Hubby, hubby, hubby!”
Huo Jingshen was confused, “What exactly is going on?”
Su Wanwan screamed excitedly, “It’s Weiyi! Weiyi! She finally sent me a message!”
Huo Jingshen: “…”
He sat up.
Sure enough, on Su Wanwan’s WeChat, Mo Weiyi’s avatar had just sent a message a minute ago:
[Baby Wanwan, happy birthday!]
Huo Jingshen: “……”
It’s that giant baby again!
Before he could speak, Su Wanwan had already started frantically replying.
Huo Jingshen lay there, closing his eyes, “Call me when you’re done messaging.”
“Got it,” Su Wanwan didn’t even look back.
Huo Jingshen again: “………”
So, girlfriends are forgotten once the husband is there.
But what can you do?
A treasure you marry is a treasure you must forever cherish and pamper.
[The End]
