Chapter 1814 - 1892: You Can Call Me Zhining

"It’s me, it’s me," Xu Qigang said excitedly.

"Daddy." The little girl seemed to really like her dad, her previously cool demeanor softened considerably.

The little brother leaned against Sheng Ning’s embrace, pouting and snorted coldly.

"Hmph!"

"Little brother..." Sheng Ning was about to teach her little brother a lesson, and correct his weird taste in aesthetics, but was interrupted by the small boy justifying himself.

"Mom, don’t call me little brother, I don’t want to take advantage of you. You can call me Zhining, I actually really like that name."

"..." Wow, why don’t you call yourself ’deadly’? This brat, seriously...

"Alright, everyone’s just standing stupidly at the door. Hurry up and come in!" Shen Luhua called out, and the group moved from the entrance to inside the house. Sheng Ning busied herself with picking up the camera to take pictures of the little brother and sister.

Especially the little brother, she could laugh at his outfit for a lifetime. She was already looking forward to his reaction when he grows up and sees his own childhood black history.

Xu Qigang stood at the door smoking with his father and father-in-law, the three big men feeling they were of one mind and brotherly comrades.

"Qigang!" Xu Xianxiong smoked calmly and sighed, "Your mom wants to divorce me."

"I know."

"You know? You know and you’re still so calm?" Xu Xianxiong was infuriated, and without even finishing his words, he reached out his fist intending to discipline him. Xu Qigang wasn’t actually afraid of being hit; he hadn’t been able to take his father’s hits since he was fifteen.

But now his old injuries flared up, he really couldn’t afford a hit. Seeing his fist swinging forward, he quickly retreated and for a moment, the father and son were chasing and dodging each other in chaos around the entrance.

The women inside laughed secretly.

"What’s going on outside?" Sheng Ning probably saw Xu Qigang being beaten, knowing of his injuries wanted to intervene but couldn’t bring herself to do it, so she gave Feng Zhenzhen a look to check it out.

"It’s nothing, let him get hit, he really doesn’t make you worry, serves him right!" Zhao Lanzi took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, "Who told him to irritate you for no reason, hmph!"

Shen Luhua asked seriously, "Ningning, we’re here this time because of your divorce. Divorce is no small matter, I know Qigang’s character very well, he’s definitely a good husband. Even if you don’t consider the adults, you should think of the children."

"Yeah, Ningning." Zhao Lanzi, who had been quite tough just now, looked at her pitifully, "Our Qigang has had a tough life from childhood, neither dad nor mom cared for him. He was out there too young. Not long after, he was in the rescue field, it’s not easy surviving to this age! If even you don’t want him, how will his days go on?"

As she spoke, she effortlessly started shedding tears; her movements of wiping tears were exceptionally practiced, presumably having been rehearsed repeatedly at home.

Before coming, she had her tactics all figured out, planning to use both toughness and tenderness, offering heartfelt warmth like spring while discouraging Ningning from divorce with emotional persuasion.

The daughter-in-law is a woman of particularly firm resolve, generally not easily persuaded, so she must adopt the gentle approach, first garnering sympathy. Anyway, the marriage must not be dissolved under any circumstances, any conditions could be accepted, but divorce is non-negotiable.

"Mom..." Sheng Ning was too embarrassed to say anything, the whole ’dad doesn’t care, mom doesn’t love’ talk sounded too exaggerated for her mother-in-law to be using.