Reborn as a Tough Army Wife

Chapter 514 - 509: Before the Divorce

Luo Zhiyong smiled as he handed Fang Pingying the item in his hand, bent down, and lifted both little ones into his arms, laughing as he asked, "Have you two been good and listened to Mom while Dad was away?"

Yaoyao, who is always closest to Luo Zhiyong, was overjoyed with Dad’s return, sitting in his arms, she sweetly replied, "Yaoyao’s been good, kiss Daddy."

After speaking, she planted a smacking kiss on Luo Zhiyong’s face, eliciting a hearty laugh from him on the sofa.

Looking at the brother and sister in his arms, Luo Zhiyong felt a flood of emotions.

Then, he looked up and gently smiled at Fang Pingying, who was sitting at the table having breakfast.

At that moment, his belief in his heart strengthened a bit more.

Fang Pingying, with her back to Luo Zhiyong and the children, sat at the table eating breakfast. Although she didn’t say a word, the sound of the kids talking to Luo Zhiyong brought a slight smile to her face.

It seemed like ever since she and Luo Zhiyong had separated, there hadn’t been such a happy and relaxed atmosphere in the home. Perhaps in the children’s hearts, the role of a father is indispensable, no matter how good a mother is, she cannot replace him.

Thinking that such happy times might never occur again in the future, her heart felt a little heavy.

But some things, even if she didn’t want to, must still be done; life is just like that.

She finished her breakfast, wiped her mouth with a napkin, then sat down in front of Luo Zhiyong and calmly said, "Zhiyong, if you have time in the future, you can come see them whenever. As long as it’s convenient for you, I won’t deprive you of your rights as a father."

Holding Ruirui and Yaoyao, Luo Zhiyong glanced at Fang Pingying and nodded, "I know."

Originally, Fang Pingying had planned to sit down with Luo Zhiyong and talk properly about matters after the divorce. Even if there wasn’t much property to divide, things about the children still needed to be discussed.

Unexpectedly, Luo Zhiyong didn’t seem to think there was much to talk about. He glanced over the breakfast on the table and said to Fang Pingying, "Have you finished breakfast? If so, let’s head back early. It’ll be too late to buy tickets later."

Fang Pingying choked up a bit, seeing that he didn’t want to continue on the topic, eager to divorce, she also felt it wasn’t appropriate to ask too much. A simple divorce would certainly benefit her, and if she kept talking, it might mislead him into thinking she was trying to delay the divorce.

She could only say, "Okay."

After Fang Pingying spoke, she went back to her room, picked up her already packed bag, and walked out.

Then, she left with Luo Zhiyong.

As they were going down the stairs, Luo Zhiyong instinctively reached for the bag in Fang Pingying’s hand, holding her hand as they walked downstairs, his palm as warm as ever, giving her a sense of comfort.

Fang Pingying was startled for a moment, then let out a slight sigh, reminding herself that this would be the last time, standing next to this man.

Without a word between them, they walked to the bus stop and boarded the bus, with Luo Zhiyong’s hand never leaving hers.

On the bus, Fang Pingying, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window, gazed at Luo Zhiyong’s profile, and her heart ached slightly.

In this life, from the first day she married this man, she never thought there would be a day like this, but reality had still led them apart.

By this time tomorrow, they might have already completed the divorce proceedings at the civil affairs office.

By this time the day after tomorrow, they will have become two unrelated people.

Luo Zhiyong sensed Fang Pingying’s gaze lingering on his face. He gripped her hand tightly, then his eyes also settled on Fang Pingying’s face, watching her, he whispered, "It’s okay, everything will pass."

"Mm." Yes, by tomorrow, everything would be over.

When they arrived at the train station, Luo Zhiyong went to buy tickets while Fang Pingying found a place to sit in the waiting room.

About ten minutes later, Luo Zhiyong came over with the tickets and sat down beside her, handing her the tickets to look at, "There were no tickets left for the ten o’clock train, we’ll have to wait until twelve before we can get on. Do you want to eat something before we board? Otherwise, you won’t have anything to eat until we get home in the evening."

Fang Pingying had just finished breakfast and shook her head, "No, I’m not hungry, I just ate."

After speaking, Fang Pingying, having nothing else to do, casually glanced around the waiting room.

Suddenly, in an inconspicuous part of the waiting room, Fang Pingying caught a glimpse of a familiar figure passing by that looked somewhat like Zhou Yunmei.

But when Fang Pingying looked carefully, she couldn’t see Zhou Yunmei’s figure anymore. Thinking she might have been mistaken, she didn’t pay much attention.

It wasn’t until they were about to board the train that Fang Pingying spotted the clothes worn by Zhou Yunmei again amidst the crowd. Taking a closer look, it wasn’t just Zhou Yunmei; Luo Zhiming and Xu He were with her.

The group appeared somewhat sneaky, occasionally glancing over in their direction.

Fang Pingying slightly pondered and then understood; it seemed Zhou Yunmei and the others didn’t trust that she would really divorce Luo Zhiyong. They had purposefully followed them all the way back, intending to see whether their divorce was genuine or if it was merely a ruse concocted to shirk the responsibility of helping them pay off their debts.

It’s just how people in this world are, always judging others by themselves.

Fang Pingying didn’t say anything when boarding the train.

Once on the train and as it started to move, she whispered to Luo Zhiyong, "Your mother and the rest also came back with us, they are probably in the carriage next to ours."

Hearing this, Luo Zhiyong didn’t show much of a reaction. He leaned back in his seat and placed Fang Pingying’s hand in his own, his expression indifferent, "I know, let them follow. They should see with their own eyes that our marriage cannot continue."

Fang Pingying was really taken aback.

Firstly, she never knew that Luo Zhiyong was such a good actor; he probably noticed Zhou Yunmei and the others following them earlier than she did, yet he didn’t react at all, just carried on as if he hadn’t noticed anything.

Secondly, the way he spoke about the divorce was so firm and urgent, yet all the way he had been so caring towards her, even now still holding onto her hand. What exactly did he mean by this?

Such behavior, not to mention Zhou Yunmei would be skeptical about their divorce, even outsiders wouldn’t think they looked like a couple about to separate.

Fang Pingying thought about it and felt something was off, so she gently tried to pull her hand away.

Luo Zhiyong noticed this. A slight smile tugged at his lips as he tenderly looked at Fang Pingying, giving off the feeling that he was about to say something heart-touching.

Fang Pingying was a little expectant, hoping that before they divorced, a heartfelt remark would be good. At least the two could leave each other with a final good impression.

But what he said next truly surprised Fang Pingying, "After today, I won’t be able to hold onto this anymore. Holding it today shouldn’t matter."

Fang Pingying didn’t know whether to laugh or to be angry, but she still pulled her hand away, replying irritably, "I think it matters."