Fang Chuning didn’t want to deceive his mother, so he nodded. This matter was almost set in stone, with no room for change. His mind was made up before going to Sannan, intending to force Xie Jue to agree. Xie Jue disagreed with him on this, but after the incident in Sannan, Xie Jue had long since lost his initial concerns. Thus, the matter was decided.
Mrs. Fang looked somber but didn’t say much more, "Tunan, you just stay ho and rest well. If your father says anything unpleasant, don’t take it to heart. If he makes any excessive demands, tell , and I’ll back you up."
"Mother..."
Mrs. Fang, exhausted, waved her hand. Fang Chuning stood up, "Mother, take a rest. Your son bids farewell."
Mrs. Fang looked at her son’s handso face and straight posture, the dream prince of many girls. Why?
Why, of all people, is it Xie Jue?
She really didn’t understand.
Whose fault is it? Is it Tunan, or Ting Feng? If no one is at fault, why are they in such pain and being blad?
When Fang Chuning ca out, the General was outside the courtyard. The mother and son’s conversation was far away, and he didn’t hear it. He just wanted to wait until Fang Chuning had finished talking with his mother, then speak with her himself. He also knew there were many misunderstandings between him and the lady, but many things weren’t as she thought, and his explanations often seed like covering up.
"Father, mother is tired, probably doesn’t want to see you." Before the General, Fang Chuning didn’t show the weakness and obedience he had with Mrs. Fang; all his thorns were raised.
This father and son seed to have enmity from a previous life, now mutually tornting each other. The General was now too lazy to manage him, "Don’t ddle in the affairs of your elders."
Fang Chuning sneered, "The matter between you and mother wouldn’t need others to fan the flas, right? Mother just told a lot of things; turns out father doesn’t see eye to eye for this reason. All these years, it must have been hard for you. My existence seems to constantly remind you of how powerless you were once, crushed by royal power, unable to fight back. My existence is proof of your past weakness. If it were , I’d be tired of it and hate it too, but it just happens that I’m your son, hate yet can’t hate thoroughly, love yet can’t love. Father, you must have been suffering all these years, right?"
Every word from Fang Chuning poked the General’s sore spot, "Fang Chuning, don’t be too presumptuous! I am your father, besides, the matter isn’t the way your mother said."
"Not that way, then which way? Forget it, I’m not interested anyway. I’ve lost my mory, might as well forget those unhappy tis." Fang Chuning said indifferently, "I won’t ddle in the affairs between you and mother. Rest assured, if you two divorce, it’s because you deserve it. All these years, what have you been doing?"
Fang Chuning walked away boldly, leaving the General infuriated. But in her ti of anger, he couldn’t fall out with Fang Chuning; otherwise, the lady would be even less inclined to deal with him.
Returning to his own courtyard, Fang Chuning finally breathed a sigh of relief, involuntarily rembering Xie Jue, wondering what he was doing, was he worried about his situation?
During dinner, the General, the lady, and Fang Chuning ate together. The two had probably broken down the conversation completely, ignoring each other. The General attempted to reconcile with the lady, but Mrs. Fang didn’t even lift her gaze, her desire to divorce looking very firm. If not for Fang Chuning, she wouldn’t even want to sit down for a al.
Fang Chuning felt quite satisfied, father, you have today, serves you right!
Fang Chuning pushed further, saying, "Mother, Ting Feng said the Prince Manor is holding a birthday banquet for Mingzhu in a couple days. Would you have ti to drop by?"
The General, "..."
This was like pulling the whiskers off a tiger!
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