My wife is in my arms

Chapter 117 Mother and Daughter

"What are you looking at?! Wait for the feast! The host has no right to sit at the table."

Seeing her mother staring at her, Cheng Xiyao said with a frown, "If you have nothing to do, go to bed quickly and stop being an eyesore in front of me."

"..."

Han Hui almost vomited blood.

She really gave birth to a revengeful one, but despite the scolding and quarreling, there was one thing that even Han Hui had to admire.

For a woman of her age, divorce would almost take away half her life, but her daughter was fine. She ate and drank as usual, not only was there no impact at all, but her appetite even seemed to be better.

That cola can dissolve three-centimeter kidney stones, and there is no need to worry about diabetes.

It was already late at night. Han Hui stared at her daughter for a moment. She knew that she would not get any good results tonight, so she raised her foot and walked straight up the stairs.

As Jiang Yiren's agent, Han Hui has good financial ability, but her husband is slightly inferior. Although he is a senior executive of a company, no matter how big the company is, as long as he does not reach the position of executive president or chairman of the board, there is an upper limit on income, and the annual salary is at most hundreds of millions.

However, the combined strength of the couple cannot be underestimated, especially after so many years of accumulation. Even if they cannot be compared with the truly rich, they still belong to the upper class of this society.

“You’re back!?”

Cheng Min, leaning against the head of the bed, closed the management book in his hand and chuckled.

"If you don't come back, are you going to die?!"

Just because Han Hui can't control her daughter doesn't mean she can't control her husband. Without hesitation, Han Hui said coldly.

"Did you have a quarrel with Xiyao? This girl..."

As he spoke, Cheng Min reached out and pushed his glasses back, then lifted the quilt and said, "I just talked to her tonight. Why is she still like this? Go take a shower first, and I'll try to persuade her. Before we got married, she was just a child arguing with you as her mother. Now that we're divorced, she should understand some things."

"You'd better not bother with that. If it worked, she wouldn't have divorced you."

Han Hui said this while holding her pajamas, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.

"That has to be said! Even if it's useless, there are some things she should hear. We have fulfilled our responsibilities and obligations as parents. What happens next is her business. If she regrets it later...it won't be our fault anyway."

Cheng Min followed Han Hui out of the room. Unlike Han Hui who went to the bathroom to take a shower, he walked downstairs in dark blue pajamas.

"Are you still looking for trouble?!"

Cheng Xiyao, who was lying on the sofa, heard footsteps coming from the stairs and spoke directly.

"Xiyao"

Hearing her father's voice, Cheng Xiyao's body froze. She turned around with a depressed look and said, "My mom...she's already grown up, but she's still looking for help. Dad, can we stop talking? After my mom went out to work in the evening, didn't we already finish talking about our hearts' content? Why are you here again!?" Facing her father, Cheng Xiyao didn't show any impatience, but just complained a little.

Cheng Min reached out and placed the snack bag on the sofa on the coffee table, and then stuffed the empty bag after his daughter finished eating into the trash can.

After doing all this, he used his hands to gather the scattered potato chip crumbs on the sofa and took them to the trash can to clean them up. Then he sat on the sofa, looked at his daughter with a loving look, and said, "I know you are in a bad mood because of the divorce, so during this period, you can do whatever you want to your daughter at home. But Xiyao, you can't treat your mother like this. You can see that it's almost twelve o'clock and your mother has just finished a day's work."

"It's not like she's really going to work, isn't it..."

Cheng Xiyao was about to retort, but she saw disappointment in her father's eyes, and she swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

Her father continued, "Whether she left because you pissed her off tonight or for some other reason, she just came back. Dad didn't say that your mom and I gave birth to you and you need your gratitude or anything like that. On the contrary, Dad has always been very grateful to you because you were born and Dad had the opportunity to experience what it's like to be a father. It's for this reason that since you were old enough to understand, whenever you wanted and Dad had the ability, he would satisfy you one by one. Later, when you came back and said you wanted to get married, to be honest, Dad was reluctant to let you go and even cried secretly behind your mom's back several times."

Cheng Min seemed to remember something, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He continued, "Okay! What girl doesn't get married? On the wedding day, Daddy took your hand and handed your palm to the man you love. Daddy always thought that this kind of love would last for a long, long time, so long that... Miping Daddy was reluctant to let him go, but a while ago you came back and threw the divorce certificate in front of me and your mother."

Seeing his daughter's expression suddenly become very depressed, with some red eyes, Cheng Min felt distressed. He smiled and said, "Just get a divorce! This is better. Dad can still see you every day in the future. Dad will even feel the joy of regaining what he lost. But Xiyao, when you come home, you should act like you are home. Dad will not ask you to do anything, even...it doesn't matter how you talk to my dad, but you can't do this to your mom. I know your mom sometimes speaks harshly, but even if you don't think well of her, look at the scar on her stomach. She took a knife for you."

In Cheng Xiyao's silence, Cheng Min reached out and patted her shoulder, saying, "There is fruit on the table. Make a fruit plate and bring it to your mother. She gave birth to you. Even if she is angry, if you give in a little, she will definitely forgive you."

Without waiting for Cheng Xiyao's reaction, Cheng Min stood up and walked upstairs.

in fact.

Even though he has always protected his daughter and treated her with tolerance and understanding, he knew that it was indeed a bit too much for his daughter not to discuss such a big thing as divorce with them.

But the same thing still applies...I gave birth to the child myself, and no matter how big a mistake she made, it ultimately came down to the fact that I and my wife failed to teach her well.

When Han Hui came out of the shower and just lay down on the bed, she saw her daughter Cheng Xiyao walk in with a proud expression and a fruit plate in her hand. Han Hui was stunned, then turned to look at her husband. Seeing the smile on his face, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Great! You can actually persuade this damn girl to peel fruit for me!"

"It's not for you, it's for my dad."

As soon as Cheng Xiyao opened her mouth, the exclamation on Han Hui's face froze instantly.

After putting down the fruit plate, Cheng Xiyao was about to leave.

"wait"

Han Hui shouted quickly.

Cheng Xiyao stopped walking, and her mother suddenly said, "Turn your face around."

"Listen to your mother and apologize."

Hearing her father speak, Cheng Xiyao turned her head reluctantly. Han Hui looked at her face carefully and said, "You look okay, enough to be beaten. Okay, go to bed early tonight, and I'll take you to Jiang Yi's house tomorrow morning."

(End of this chapter)