novelraw Chapter 152: It’s Already Too Late
Chapter 152: It’s Already Too Late
"Qian really is the nemesis of the youngest in our family. If this kid loses his temper, no one can calm him down, but what you say works." Big brother joked when he saw Qian easily calming down Yu Minglang.
"Minglang usually has excellent emotional management skills. Today, he’s losing his calm over personal matters. It has to do with his age. In two years, Minglang definitely won’t get this angry anymore. Being impulsive for family when young can be a good thing. At a certain age, having too many tactics and less impulsiveness means getting old."
When Qian met Yu Minglang in a past life, he was already a very mature and calm man, given his age. Qian didn’t dislike his current self; she actually found him a bit cute.
"That’s right. Both of my younger brothers are very outstanding, but the second brother isn’t as fortunate as Minglang, having not found a wife like you."
"Big brother’s joking. The second brother still has a long way to go. This tea is nice."
Qian stopped there. Yu Mingli wouldn’t be easily fooled, but he genuinely loved hearing what Qian said and laughed heartily.
"If you like it, take some when you go. I just got it from the auction, and there’s still a lot left."
"Big brother, you’re always reluctant to give dad your tea leaves, why the sudden generosity?" Yu Minglang knew how much big brother treasured his tea; it’s not about money. Once it’s gone, you wait a year for more, and good tea’s yield is too small to buy even if you have the money.
"Good tea for good people. Giving it to Qian won’t waste it, unlike if we give it to the old man in our family. He steeps it in a big mug and can’t taste even the delicate flavor of high-quality tea."
Just like Wang Xiaohong, she didn’t cherish such a great match and ruined it; she has only herself to blame for having too little fortune.
Yu Mingyi came in over an hour later.
As soon as he entered, Yu Minglang, who had just drunk away his anger with tea, felt it surge again.
"Mr. Yu, hurry up and deal with that beast of yours."
"Where is she?" Yu Mingyi still maintained his usual indifferent attitude, as if it wasn’t his wife caught cheating.
"In the little room."
Yu Mingyi went in, and as soon as Wang Xiaohong saw him, she knelt down.
"Mingyi, I’m sorry! Mingyi, forgive me, forgive me this once, please. For Panpan’s sake, don’t divorce me; the child needs her mother."
Wang Xiaohong wanted to use the child as a shield.
Yu Mingyi didn’t speak, he just helped her up from the ground.
"You can decide the terms of the divorce."
Wang Xiaohong cried bitterly, "Yu Mingyi, you promised my brother, you agreed with him!"
This tactic usually worked well, just mentioning her brother and he would let anything pass.
Even once when she was caught holding a cucumber due to her disorder, he didn’t say anything.
But this time, it was evidently different.
"I will sell the house and give you reasonable economic compensation. Additionally, I’ve contacted a doctor for you; your illness can’t be delayed any longer."
Seeing that he was determined to divorce, even her brother couldn’t help, Wang Xiaohong threw herself onto him, hugging his leg and begging bitterly.
"Mingyi, that was the first time I found someone; usually, I handle it myself! Please, don’t divorce, we still have Panpan to care for!"
Having mentioned her brother, she then brought up the child.
"Regarding Panpan, it’s my oversight. I originally thought that following the doctor’s advice, having the child with you would aid your condition, but instead, it harmed Panpan. I will take good care of Panpan; what I owe this child, I’ll make up for."
Yu Mingyi’s icy attitude, as per usual, but this time Wang Xiaohong could tell that he wouldn’t yield to her, determined to divorce.
"Why! Yu Mingyi! When you married me, you knew what kind of person I was; you didn’t mind me back then, why divorce now? You owe it to my deceased brother!"
Yu Mingyi had previously indulged Wang Xiaohong for many complex reasons.
But now Wang Xiaohong crossed the line, not only behaving improperly but also harming the child, and Yu Mingyi would not tolerate it anymore.
Continuing to indulge Wang Xiaohong would be unfair to his family; the youngest’s words awoke him.
Only now did Wang Xiaohong realize the frozen Yu Mingyi was no longer the man she insulted without rebuttal.
She previously thought Yu Mingyi was weak for not responding, but now she realized, in his eyes, she was practically negligible, not even worth half of his family. Rather than tolerance, it was more like he didn’t see her.
This man is really a block of ice that won’t warm.
"Yu Mingyi! Are you playing tricks on me? Did you never care about me, you married me but don’t touch me, you despise me, you don’t want to live with me, have you wanted a divorce all along!"
"I initially intended to wait until your illness was treated before truly becoming a couple, but you continually refused to face the disease and became increasingly out of control. I think I can’t treat you anymore. Go see a doctor, I’ll pay all the costs."
Yu Mingyi rarely spoke such long sentences to Wang Xiaohong, and they weren’t as cold as in the past. In fact, when he spoke of becoming truly a couple, there was even a hint of warmth.
But sometimes, warmth is more devastating than cold; Wang Xiaohong heard this and even forgot to cry.
She lifted her tear-stained face to look at the man she outwardly criticized but inwardly feared and felt beneath.
Yu Mingyi took a tissue to wipe her face.
"Arriving at this point, I have undeniable responsibility. I’m not someone who can easily comfort a woman, because of work, I couldn’t stay by your side, failing to heal you with marriage is my fault. Continuing with me will worsen your condition. In gratitude for one major help you’ve given me, I’ll arrange your life well; marriage doesn’t suit us, let’s divorce."
A woman mentioning divorce a thousand times can’t match a man’s three simple words.
Yu Mingyi’s words hurt Wang Xiaohong more than being scolded; only now did she finally understand it was her who step by step ruined a marriage that should have been happy.
"Don’t you look down on me? After all, before marrying you, I was humiliated and got sick, you knew, and then let your family look down on me and torture me..." Her words shivered out, covering her face, all hope lost.
"I admit I don’t have feelings for you, but there’s no contempt. I know your past, but that’s not your fault, I didn’t care about those, as long as you could restrain yourself, maybe..." But it’s too late.
The youngest was right, Yu Mingyi was not just an individual but represented the entire Yu Family; they couldn’t bear the burden of this issue.
"Ah!" Wang Xiaohong cried out loud, regretting deeply, yet it’s too late.
She wanted, as always, to prove she wasn’t that insignificant by stepping over Yu Mingyi.
Yu Mingyi, this man, was too outstanding, so much that Wang Xiaohong felt inferior. He never retorted, making her more arrogant. Every time she belittled Yu Mingyi, she felt a false sense of superiority, as if stepping on the high-born Yu Mingyi made her noble too.
But now, with Yu Mingyi getting serious, she realized how pathetic she was before. He had never even considered her.