I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 943: Does He Look Like a Sneaky Weasel?

Chapter 943: Chapter 943: Does He Look Like a Sneaky Weasel?

"I’ve truly witnessed a rare specimen today."

On the way home, Suizi complained.

There actually are "cuckold aficionados" in this world, which is beyond imagination.

According to Fan Hui’s own admission, after he had seen the reaction of Liu Xi and Fan Kun being together, he had even deliberately peeped through someone else’s window.

He felt nothing at all.

Just to "cure" himself, he preferred not to divorce.

"Should we tell Aunt Xi about this? I think she really wants to get a divorce," Suizi said, conflicted.

"If she hears about Fan Hui watching ’live broadcasts’, wouldn’t she die of anger?"

"Why do I feel like you’re somewhat hoping for it? Are you actually looking forward to seeing them fight?" Suizi eyed Yu Jingting suspiciously.

Yu Jingting whistled, bingo!

When it came to these real-life family drama spectacles, he always had the same attitude: the more, the merrier.

"Not getting a divorce and creating this mess isn’t good, either. If word gets out, it’s the Fan Family who will lose face. The honor of the family is collective, can’t cause trouble for my dad—"

Suizi massaged her temples.

She had to find a way to persuade Fan Hui to divorce.

And then she had to figure out how to get Liu Xi to marry Fan Kun. Having a sister-in-law divorce and then remarry the younger brother-in-law doesn’t sound good if it spreads.

But just letting things stir up this way wasn’t okay, either. Suizi still needed to ponder a perfect solution.

But before that, she still had to go over all these matters with her mother first.

"Given mom’s temperament, wouldn’t she be overjoyed and eat several bowls of satisfying noodles once she hears about Fan Hui’s misfortunes?" Suizi asked.

Yu Jingting nodded, of course.

He knew his mother-in-law’s reaction without even having to think: she would be thrilled. Nothing makes one happier than seeing an ex in a bad situation.

Indeed, they should quickly inform the mother-in-law of such things beneficial to a pregnant woman’s physical and mental health; the sooner she hears, the happier she’d be.

Fan Hui was merely a minor interlude. He posed no significant threat to Suizi and her spouse at the moment, and they could sort it out with a bit of effort.

What Suizi was now considering was the information she got from calling the Mistress.

"Initially, I thought Dongdong heard ’Xiaomei’, but the mistress mentioned ’Xu Amei’. It was truly a matter of accent," Suizi confirmed.

She was sure she and Yu Jingting both knew this Xu Amei, but it was because of her that Li Tieguang had sought trouble with the Yu Family.

"Since it’s related to the Jade Factory, when we go back, we’ll continue to ask dad if he remembers this name. But it’s too late now, and we don’t have Fan Hui’s peeping hobby; we can’t disturb mom and dad at this hour."

"...How often have you eavesdropped at the corner of walls?" Suizi privately thought that if her children grew up to be like Yu Jingting, such a "filial son", she might go grey early.

"Am I the same as him? He’s got a screw loose, he likes that sort of thing. I’m just simply pissed at the old man. Hey, whenever mom praises his individual capabilities, I cover my ears."

"???" Suizi wanted to tattle to her mother-in-law. Just how much had this shameless guy heard?!

When they got home, expecting the in-laws to be already asleep, they walked in to see a dim light from the kitchen. Following the light, they saw the face of Fourth Master slowly turning in front of the half-open fridge door, his mouth still smeared with something red.

Suizi was startled and immediately clung to Yu Jingting’s neck.

Why cling to his neck? Because her high heels were ruined, Yu Jingting had to carry her in his arms into the house.

The large green onion stuck in Fourth Master’s throat. By the pair showing up in the middle of the night, all lovey-dovey, he was genuinely and thoroughly disgusted.

"Wife, look! Doesn’t he look like a weasel stealing chickens? The look is exactly the same, huh~" Yu Jingting couldn’t help but be astonished by his father’s appearance.

Fourth Master was shirtless, with just his shorts on, hot sauce at the corner of his mouth, and scratch marks on his face, which resembled the whiskers of a weasel.

In Suizi’s mind, the resemblance was striking.

"What did you do to make my mom kick you out? Eating green onions in the middle of the night to cool down— you’re also not as young as you used to be—"

Yu Jingting narrowly dodged the green onion thrown by his father.

"If it’s not that, then what is it? Why do you have such a temper? Didn’t you see me carrying my wife? What if she had gotten hurt from the fall?"

Suizi actually wanted to say, "Put me down; I’ll go in and put on my slippers."

But she didn’t want to miss out on her in-laws’ gossip, cough cough....

Anyway, her father-in-law had often seen her and Yu Jingting being affectionate, so she thickened her skin and nestled in his arms, ready to hear her father-in-law’s gossip.

"If it’s not about the kang, then you must be hiding your own stash of money?"

"Do you think I’m like you, shoving eight hundred yuan under the mattress?" Grandpa retorted with a sneer.

He received plenty of pocket money from his Huahua; he wouldn’t hide personal funds like his son did.

Suizi saw Yu Jingting’s eyes sharpen in an instant.

Yu Jingting, the subject of the gossip, hurried to explain.

"That’s not my money, it’s Yang Laoda’s money. His wife has him on a tight leash, so he thought I could help him manage it."

"Fair-weather friends, leading you astray. I’ll tell your sister-in-law about this tomorrow, and I’ll say you betrayed Yang Laoda."

"..." Yu Jingting was frustrated but dared not lash out.

"If it’s not private money, then why did Mom scratch you?"

"Scratch? How could that be! Your mom is such a virtuous and decent woman; how could she possibly scratch me? It was a stray cat in the courtyard; I just accidentally——"

"Yu Shuisheng, you scoundrel, you’re the stray cat!" Wang Cuihua’s roar came from inside the room, accompanied by a nasal sound.

Upon hearing that, Suizi thought, has she been crying?

This matter seemed serious.

She urged Yu Jingting to put her down; she needed to go in and ask what was going on with her mother-in-law.

Yu Jingting crouched beside his father and conveniently broke off a piece of his dad’s scallion.

"Tell me, what happened?"

"If I knew what happened, would I need to eat scallions to cool off? After I showered today, I just thought... I should sleep peacefully."

Yu Jingting uttered an acknowledgment; as a man, he understood.

This ’peacefully’ definitely referred to his intention to cozy up to his wife.

"I had just sat on the bed, thinking of letting your mom smell whether I washed clean or not, then she lashed out with a kick, kicked me off the bed to the floor. Before I could react, she came over and clawed me, and even told me not to come into the room to sleep."

After Grandpa was kicked out, even though he was tempted to ask through the door why, considering the children were asleep, he, as the head of the family, couldn’t afford to lose face.

So he crouched in front of the refrigerator eating scallions to cool off and had just taken a couple of bites when his son and daughter-in-law caught him and teased him for being a weasel....

Inside the room, Wang Cuihua, with her hair disheveled and sitting cross-legged on the bed, hurried to wipe the tears from the corner of her eye when she saw Suizi come in.

"It’s nothing, go to sleep, it’s late."

"How can we, the younger generation, sleep when you and Dad have an argument? What exactly happened?"

"Your dad has someone else outside, look at this, what is it?"

Wang Cuihua fished out a bank remittance slip from under the pillow and handed it to Suizi.

Suizi took it and saw it was a bank remittance slip.

The number on it was not small.

The date was just yesterday.

Wang Cuihua, sobbing with snot and tears.

"I found it while cleaning out the trash can. If I hadn’t been so vigilant, he would have fooled me. Tell me, if he’s not keeping a mistress outside, why would he transfer 2,000 yuan to someone?"

2,000 was a huge sum, and Wang Cuihua believed that her husband hiding such a large transfer from her for another woman meant something was definitely up.

Yet Suizi was caught by the recipient’s name.

Recipient, Xu Achun.... It differed by only one character from the Xu Amei she had inquired about.