The Villain’s Mother
chapter-82

Chapter 82 – You really won’t be angry if I have someone outside? (3)

The first thing that Little Wang did after coming to nursery school was finding Ning Ya and solemnly telling her, “When you go home, tell your mom that my parents aren’t getting a divorce. Also, even if they do divorce, that’s their business and that wouldn’t make me pitiful at all. They’ll still be my parents. They’ll still love me.”

He said to Jiang Yuang, his little buddy whose parents had divorced, “Same goes for you. Your parents’ feelings for you haven’t changed. They’re just not together anymore, but they’re happier apart than together. Jiang Yuang, our parents deserve to be happy too. You have to believe in them.”

After saying these words, Little Wang looked at his little buddies and deeply sighed. “You guys are so childish. Shouldn’t we know better? We’re already old enough to attend nursery school. We’re not little kids anymore. We’re four years old. It’s time to become a bit more mature.”

Little Wang’s little buddies were all stunned. They all thought his words were very reasonable, especially the little fangirl, Ning Ya. After all, they were all followers of F4’s Dao Mingsi.

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The original owner didn’t just have a plastic husband. She had plenty of plastic friends too. It had been a month or two since Ruan Xia came to this world. And during this time, there were always people inviting her to go shopping and eating. There was even a person that wanted to introduce a handsome and obedient guy to be her boytoy. It wasn’t that Ruan Xia wasn’t interested in this hedonistic lifestyle, after all, she had never experienced it before, but whenever she was about to agree, her nerves would get the best of her…

Right after she parted ways with her foreigner teacher for the day and was about to go to her baking class, she bumped into one of the original owner’s plastic friends.

That woman was holding big and small bags. It was obvious that she was returning from a shopping mall, fully loaded with her haul. She was very surprised when she saw Ruan Xia. “I thought you died!”

Ruan Xia’s face was covered with black lines. What a unique way of greeting someone.

The two of them went to a nearby restaurant. Right after they were seated, Moli couldn’t wait to speak and went straight to point. “It’s been so hard to get in touch with you. You know? That little General Manager Ding has been looking for you everywhere. I think he’s serious about wanting to marry you!”

Ruan Xia’s brain blanked out for a few seconds.

She tried to recall who this person was. There wasn’t much about General Manager Ding in the original owner’s memory, which meant that the original owner didn’t care about this person.

General Manager Ding’s full name was Duan Chi. He truly could be considered a delectable piece of meat. He was only 23 years old and had recently returned from abroad. He and the original owner had met a short while ago at a winery.

Although the original owner wasn’t a person with high integrity, she wasn’t interested in playing around with men either, especially when she had a long-term meal ticket. And so, in the past four years, she really didn’t have any affairs. Strictly speaking, the original owner wasn’t particularly interested in two-timing someone.

However, for a beauty of the original owner’s level, there would still be men pursuing her, undeterred by her lack of interest in them. In all fairness, she had the capital that caused men to lose their minds over her. Even as a woman, Ruan Xia hadn’t gotten bored of looking at the original owner’s face. It had already been a month or two since she transmigrated here, and she still found that face breathtaking. It didn’t even need to be said about her beauty’s effect on men. This little General Manager Ding was only one of the original owner’s suitors.

For lack of better choice, Ruan Xia could only say to Moli, “I already have a husband.”

Moli said, “En, that’s why that little General Manager Ding says he’ll get you to divorce your husband within three months.”

Ruan Xia: “…”