Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 111 - 84: From Kin to Closer Kin

Originally, to take care of the child, the two of them didn’t buy a house too far apart.

This ensured they each had personal space without running into each other every day, yet could rush over quickly if anything happened with the child.

After leaving the neighborhood, Yuanshan Tingfeng didn’t choose any transportation, walking briskly along the road by himself.

Along the way, his mind was in turmoil.

He was wondering if the other person would admit it.

Then he wondered, if the person admitted to the identity of his ’online girlfriend’, how would he face this relationship.

Should they get back together?

Or...

Unknowingly, he found himself downstairs at the other person’s home.

It was a modern apartment complex requiring an elevator card to enter and reach the designated floor.

He thought about it and decided to try the doorbell first.

After all, having been divorced for so many years, just going up directly seemed a bit impolite.

But after he entered the numbers into the video doorbell, there was no response for a long time.

Even though his facial expression could still be described as ’calm’, his heart was far from calm.

She should be home at this hour.

And because of her job, she’s almost never without her phone.

Now he couldn’t reach her by either means.

He couldn’t help but wonder if something had happened.

Disregarding ’politeness’, he took out the elevator card on his keychain and swiped his way up.

He was about to knock on the door but then lowered his hand.

Forget it, knocking is probably useless too.

After all, she hadn’t even heard the doorbell.

Yuanshan Tingfeng took out a spare key and directly opened the door.

As a result, he came face to face with his ex-wife holding a tray.

This was probably the most awkward moment he’d experienced this year.

He looked down at the dark thing in her hand and let out a sigh of relief.

"Why didn’t you answer the phone if nothing was wrong?"

"I saw no one respond to the video doorbell, so I came up myself."

He pointed to the side of the door in explanation.

His ex-wife didn’t take it to heart, casually saying, "The doorbell seems broken, I reported it to the property management and they’re yet to come."

"The phone... well," she raised the tray in her hand, "I was cooking."

[So that’s what it was, I was so scared I thought something had happened.]

[But that aside, Yuanshan’s ex-wife keeps herself well! By age, she must be forty, yet she still looks so young.]

[Suddenly think that they must have been a handsome couple when they were younger.]

Yuanshan Tingfeng nodded, not saying anything else.

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

It was the ex-wife who noticed his emotions and eased the atmosphere by saying, "Are you looking for Ning Ning?"

"He’ll be back soon."

It was apparent that they usually interacted this way.

After a few words, his ex-wife didn’t bother with him anymore.

He sat on the chair, watching the woman in an apron moving around, feeling complicated inside.

Finally, after all the dishes were on the table, he couldn’t help asking, "Are you ’Little Star’?"

Ex-wife: ?

Netizens: ?

"I mean your online name."

"Are you the one I’ve been chatting with..." the subject?

At this point, Mu Yunchu realized he had misunderstood.

"No."

"Your online partner isn’t her."

[???]

Yuanshan Tingfeng: ???

"Then who is it?"

Mu Yunchu sighed softly, revealing the startling truth.

"Actually, it’s your son."

[????]

Yuanshan Tingfeng almost dropped his phone.

"Who did you say?"

Having never considered this angle, he almost turned to stone, breaking apart on the spot.

So it meant that it was his son chatting, playing games, and confiding for hundreds of nights?

This was absurd!

[Wow, I imagined it would be dramatic, but I didn’t expect it to be this dramatic.]

[If this were written into a novel, no one would believe it.]

[Dad’s online partner for a year is his own son; what do you call this, ’more intimate than kin’!]

[No wonder the streamer said they were close; they couldn’t be any closer, could they?]

...

His brain felt like it had been hit by several nuclear bombs in succession, Yuanshan Tingfeng cradled his head in thought.

"No, no, no, I really can’t accept this outcome."

"Let me think it over again."

His ex-wife, who was confused from the start, found his words even more baffling.

"What are you talking about?"

Mu Yunchu knew Yuanshan Tingfeng needed some evidence, so she told him to go check their son’s room.

It led to him finding an unclosed chat software on the son’s computer.

He was all too familiar with that profile picture.

It was now showing a grey, offline status.

He took out his own phone and indeed, ’Little Star’ was also offline.

Upon further inspection.

The account had only one friend.

It was himself.

Yuanshan Tingfeng rolled his eyes in exasperation.

Just then, the room door opened again, and he realized his son had returned.

He began flexing his wrists with a sinister grin.

Today he was determined to teach this rascal a lesson.

On entering, Han Ning stopped in his tracks as he saw his dad, visibly startled.

He couldn’t help but jump a little.

Because on the way home he had been figuring out an excuse to coax some money out of this old man for a gift.

So he could buy the newly launched skins in the game store.

How could anyone not be scared when someone they were just contemplating about suddenly appeared before them?

Especially when it seemed, or maybe it was just his imagination, his dad’s gaze was especially fierce today.

He called out with a guilty heart, "Dad, what brings you here?"

Yuanshan Tingfeng replied with a forced smile, "I’ve come to personally give you money for your gift shopping."

He said these words through clenched teeth.

It was almost spat out through his teeth.

Han Ning swallowed hard, realizing his dad had figured out the truth, and was so frightened his legs began to shake.

At this moment, Yuanshan Tingfeng could no longer listen to anything else. He directly picked up the slipper at his feet, swung his arm, and charged forward.

He pinned Han Ning to the floor and gave him a good beating.

Pleas and wails were endless, intertwining throughout the room.

"Dad, I was wrong, I won’t dare do it again!"

"Please spare me just this once."

...

"You little brat, you tricked me out of tens of thousands during this period, what did you spend it all on?"

"You deceive even your own dad; are you still human?"

...

The ex-wife, unaware of the whole situation, was suddenly caught up in these developments.

She could only step forward to intervene.

Once she got the whole story, she joined in with her own slipper.

It turned into a mix-gender tag team.

After a good ten minutes, with Han Ning’s voice hoarse from crying, they forced out of him where he had spent all the money before stopping.

Yuanshan Tingfeng was exasperated.

One could say he never lacked financially.

And now he found out his son was posing as a girl online to scam money.

And now he suddenly remembered something, Yuanshan Tingfeng asked, "But wait, the address you previously gave me from out of town, I ordered delivery there, and it was received by a woman."