The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Wen Shan held her phone silently. In the end, she did not have the courage to call and blurted out, “Why don’t I go home and ask instead?”

Nalan Chunbo thought about it. Maybe it was better to discuss this in person.

“Okay, I will send you over.” Nalan Chunbo nodded and stood up, pulling Wen Shan to her feet.

Wen Shan grabbed Nalan Chunbo’s arm and squatted. She was not willing to go. “Can you not be so hasty and let me do this slowly?”

Nalan Chunbo turned to look at Wen Shan shamelessly sitting on the ground.

Wen Shan pouted at him sulkily, looking forlorn. “What if my mum chases me out? What if I’m not my mother’s daughter? What if…” Wen Shan became more anxious as she spoke, tears forming in her eyes.

Nalan Chunbo stared at her, then squatted down. “Then what would you like to do?”

“Can you let me do this slowly?” Wen Shan bit her lip hesitantly. “Do you think I look like my brother? You’ve seen my parents, do you think I’m their daughter?”

Nalan Chunbo had seen them before at Ye Yuwei’s wedding. He had even greeted them in a gentlemanly manner, leaving them with a good impression of him.

The first time he saw her parents, he did think that Wen Shan looked more like her mum but she also slightly resembled her father.

“Very much.” Nalan Chunbo nodded reassuringly. “You don’t have to worry.”

“Then I need to worry even more. If I am their daughter and I ask them that question, my mum would hit me to death with her rolling pin.” The more Wen Shan spoke, the more she felt her skin prickle. When she was younger, she was quite naughty so her mum would always hit her with the rolling pin. It really hurt.

“Then what would you like to do?” Nalan Chunbo held her hand, not wanting to push further. “What about asking your brother?”

“That’s possible!” Wen Shan jumped to her feet and grinned at Nalan Chunbo as if nothing had happened.

Nalan Chunbo got up, wanting to laugh at Wen Shan’s antics. This was more like Wen Shan. No matter what happened, she always acted hilariously.

Wen Shan took her phone and called Wen Tao.

At that moment, Wen Tao was having a meeting with his subordinates. When he saw the caller ID, he immediately cancelled the call and put his phone on the table. “Regarding the new movie, as long as the CEO has not given his instructions, nobody is allowed to disclose anything about it.”

Wen Shan blinked and looked at her phone. “My brother is not picking up.”

“I reckon he’s busy,” Nalan Chunbo replied. He brought Wen Shan back to the sofa to sit down. “In the case of the second scenario where Ding Yuejia’s mother is related to you, did you have any missing relatives over the years?”

“We do not have many relatives. Back then when our express delivery shop caught fire, my dad owed a lot of money. Many of our relatives immediately cut ties with us,” Wen Shan said honestly. She looked at her fingers and frowned, recalling her relatives. If anyone had the same genes as her, then it would prove that they were related.

Nalan Chunbo looked at Wen Shan’s dejected expression. It seemed that they still needed to visit her parents to settle this. Perhaps they had relatives that Wen Shan did not know about.

“No matter what though, money-loving describes Le Tian perfectly,” Wen Shan suddenly said.