Chapter 51: The Turtle Has Only Leaves (Ch 51)

No divorce?

That definitely won’t work.

Zhao Qingfeng looked at the empty wine bottle in front of her, walked over to clean it up, and said lightly: “Go to bed first. When you are sober tomorrow, we have to talk.”

“What?”

Bai Xiaoxing shuddered and sobered up a little. She opened her eyes wide and asked in a trembling voice.

Zhao Qingfeng said: “You have read the indictment. It’s time to talk about the divorce. Also, starting next week, I will move out.”

“You want to move out? Where are you going? I don’t agree!”

Bai Xiaoxing stood up directly, his eyes turned red, and he shouted hoarsely.

Zhao Qingfeng frowned, glanced at his daughter’s room, and said, “Keep your voice down. You’ve been drinking, and I don’t want to communicate with you. If you have anything to say, let’s talk calmly tomorrow.”

Bai Xiaoxing trembled, her heart ached so much that it was almost torn apart. She reached out and grabbed Zhao Qingfeng’s arm, begging: “Hubby, please don’t do this… I really can’t live without you, I love you, husband.”

“Have you forgotten the relationship we’ve had for so many years? Do you have the heart to abandon me? Do you have the heart to let Ye Ye lose her mother or father?”

Bai Xiaoxing’s voice was filled with tears.

Zhao Qingfeng’s expression changed slightly at this moment.

How could he not feel heartbroken?

After all, it’s been eight years of relationship!

Bai Xiaoxing and him were not only each other’s first time, but also each other’s first love.

For Zhao Qingfeng, cutting off this relationship was a heart-wrenching torment.

After being absent-minded for a few seconds, Zhao Qingfeng’s eyes became firm again.

As mentioned before, the three-foot-thick ice does not form overnight. It was never him who severed the relationship, but Bai Xiaoxing’s actions in the past three months.

Zhao Qingfeng had been tolerant and given opportunities, but the consequence was that he even lost his life.

Therefore, he would never give it another chance.

He said in a deep voice: “Bai Xiaoxing, you and I are both adults. We must be responsible for our own decisions and accept the consequences no matter what they are.”

Bai Xiaoxing shook his head painfully: “I cannot accept this consequence.”

The thought of divorce made her feel heart-wrenching pain even when she was drunk.

“I’m not discussing this with you.” Zhao Qingfeng’s tone also turned cold.

“I don’t want to hear it!”

Bai Xiao shook his head, got up from the chair, and hugged Zhao Qingfeng tightly: “I don’t want you to leave, you are my husband, we will grow old together and never separate for the rest of our lives!”

As she spoke, she looked up at her husband’s cheek. Although her eyes were blurry with drunkenness, she was also obsessed.

Zhao Qingfeng struggled for a bit, but found that she was holding him very tightly and it was difficult to get rid of her.

After thinking for a while, he picked up Bai Xiaoxing and put him on the bed in the master bedroom, repeating: “You are drunk now and you are not sober. If you have anything to say, we can talk calmly tomorrow during the day.”

“Hubby… don’t leave, come and sleep with me…”

Bai Xiaoxing lay on the bed and reached out to Zhao Qingfeng.

Zhao Qingfeng shook his head, turned and left, closing the door.

Next, he cleaned up the restaurant before going to his daughter’s room.

“Dad, did you have a fight with Mom again?”

Zhao Yeye bit her pencil and thought for a long time before asking cautiously.

Zhao Qingfeng took a deep breath. At this point, Ye Ye should know something and she must face it, so he said, “Ye Ye, I want to tell you something. Dad and Mom are going to separate.”

Hearing this, fear immediately appeared in Ye Ye’s big dark eyes. She looked at her father and asked in a trembling voice, “Can’t we just stay together? I don’t want you to be separated!”

Zhao Qingfeng smiled bitterly. He knew that this incident would cause great harm to Zhao Yeye, but he had no choice.

He said, “Ye Ye, mom is always your mom, and dad is always your dad! Even if we are separated, no matter who you miss, dad or mom will be the first to accompany you.”

After the divorce, Zhao Qingfeng would not and had no right to deprive Bai Xiaoxing of her rights as a mother.

After hearing this, Zhao Yeye’s expression became better. She whispered, “But I want Dad and Mom to be together.”

Zhao Qingfeng shook his head and said, “There are many things in this world that cannot be controlled! Just like you like Teacher Chengcheng in kindergarten, but when you grow up and go to elementary school, she can no longer be your teacher, do you understand?”

Zhao Yeye nodded, not quite understanding.

Zhao Qingfeng suddenly asked, “If Dad and Mom separate and don’t live together anymore, who would you like to live with?”

Zhao Yeye thought about it and said, “I’ll follow my dad!”

Zhao Qingfeng’s eyes lit up, and he asked, “Why? Don’t you like mom?”

“like!”

Zhao Yeye said without thinking: “I like both Dad and Mom equally.”

“But mom has lots of money, a big house, and a beautiful car. But dad has nothing. All he has is Ye Ye!”

Her tone was so serious that Zhao Qingfeng’s eyes instantly turned red.

He sniffed and changed the subject: “Have you finished your homework?”

“I’ve finished writing it. I even checked it once more! Look, Dad!”

Zhao Yeye handed over the homework book as if she was presenting a treasure. Zhao Qingfeng wiped the corners of his eyes, took it and began to read it carefully.

…

By the time my daughter fell asleep, it was already nine o’clock in the evening.

Zhao Qingfeng sat on the sofa for a while and then went out.

After lighting a cigarette, he drove his old Audi out of the community.

The security of the house was very good. Even if Ye Ye got up, she couldn’t open the door by herself, and there were anti-theft nets on all the windows, so he was not worried.

Zhao Qingfeng was smoking a cigarette and driving slowly on the somewhat empty streets. In this state, he felt very peaceful and comfortable.

Suddenly, a shadow scurried past.

In the blink of an eye, only the taillights of the car could be seen. Zhao Qingfeng raised his eyebrows. He vaguely saw that it was a van with the words [Weilong Modified] engraved on it…

Not long.

He saw the lights of Tang Ji Snail Noodles were still on and stopped the car.

As soon as Zhao Qingfeng got off the car, a voice was heard next to him.

“Brother, can you see me?”

Beside him, the young man asked cautiously, with hope on his face.

Zhao Qingfeng looked at him and smiled slightly: “What do you think?”

Suddenly, the boy was so excited that he even danced with joy: “I was right, you can really see me!”

Seeing the boy’s excitement, Zhao Qingfeng smiled and shook his head, then walked to the curb not far away and sat down, staring at Tang’s Snail Noodles opposite.

Inside, a plump woman with half-gray hair was wiping the tables and chairs over and over again in the empty store.

“She’s my mother.”

The young man came over, sat down next to Zhao Qingfeng, and spoke in a low voice.

Zhao Qingfeng nodded. After listening to Su Qiuran’s story, he had already guessed that this young man should be the child of the fat boss who ran away from home three years ago.

“My name is Tang Jun. I’m sixteen years old this year. No, I was sixteen three years ago. I should be nineteen this year…”