After that night, it had been a long ti since she saw Qiao Luchen. The divorce matter was temporarily put on hold, but Dudu knew it couldn’t be delayed any longer.
It was his mother’s birthday on Sunday. They had invited her to co back ho together, but today she didn’t even receive a phone call about it. Instead, it was her family who called, also about this matter.
Dudu agreed, silently pondering for a while, her grip on the phone tightening involuntarily as she took a deep breath.
Since everyone would be there, it was best to lay everything out on the table.
After tidying up a bit at ho, she first went to her parent’s place and then went to the Qiao family with them.
His parents were as warm as ever, making Dudu feel even more guilty. She didn’t dare to think about what their reaction would be when she made that request.
"Where’s Luchen? Why hasn’t he co back yet?"
"Don’t worry about him. He said he’s still handling so things and will be here later. Let’s eat first, or the food will get cold."
The seat beside Dudu was empty, only making her feel more unsettled. When eting the elders before, as long as he was there, she felt safe and protected; he could always calmly handle the questions from the elders.
Now that he hadn’t co back yet, Dudu felt as empty as the seat beside her. She buried her head in her al, not saying a word, deeply afraid the conversation would turn to her. But the inevitable couldn’t be avoided. Qiao’s mom caringly said, "Dudu, you look thinner than last ti. Eat more at."
Su’s mom chid in, "This child was chubby when she was little, now she’s getting thinner and thinner. I heard she’s been very busy with work lately, lost a lot of weight."
Dudu had too much on her mind to engage in conversation with the elders. She had eaten only half of her al when Qiao Luchen hadn’t returned yet. She put down her chopsticks and called out, "Mom, I..."
"The young master is back!"
The butler’s delighted voice interrupted Dudu, and then Qiao Luchen walked in, looking travel-worn.
Qiao’s mom scolded him, "What ti do you think it is?! So improper, keeping the elders waiting for you."
"Alright, stop scolding, Luchen, co over and eat quickly."
Qiao Luchen walked over, his sight first landing on Dudu. After just a second of eye contact, he averted his gaze and sat down in the empty seat next to her.
Whatever courage Dudu had mustered up crumbled in an instant. She let out a nearly inaudible sigh, buried her head, and continued eating, her heart filled with unease. She knew she wouldn’t be able to rest tonight without saying those words.
She turned her head and glanced at Qiao Luchen beside her. The two of them ignored each other, completely unlike a couple in love.
"You two should drink more soup. Dudu, if you want to eat anything, ask Luchen to make it for you. Our Luchen cooks better than I do."
"Our Dudu was spoiled by her dad since she was little, she can’t do anything."
Su Yuecheng glared at her, as if to say she wasn’t spoiled herself.
Qiao’s mom understandingly said, "Girls are ant to be spoiled."
Dudu, looking downcast, didn’t listen to the adults’ conversation. After a mont of silence, she took a deep breath and spoke again, "Mom..."
All eyes turned to Dudu at once, and Qiao’s mom warmly asked, "What’s wrong, Dudu? Want more rice?"
Clenching her hands tightly, too nervous to et the elders’ gazes, Dudu bit her lip and said, "I want to divorce him."
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