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Chapter 971 This Time It’s Really Goodbye (Monthly Ticket 50+ Update)
Chapter 971: Chapter 971 This Time It’s Really Goodbye (Monthly Ticket 50+ Update)
The book on Suizi’s desk bore a name that was incredibly eye-catching to Yu Jingting: Happiness in Marriage and Sex
The cover featured four intertwined cartoon feet, and while only the feet were in the shot, the pose implied what the two people were up to.
Yu Jingting became excited in an instant.
As a man with a voracious desire for knowledge, he wouldn’t pass up on an opportunity to learn.
He grabbed the book and glanced at Suizi with a mischievous look. Tsk, tsk, tsk, he hadn’t expected his little woman to be so on the ball, was she figuring out how to capture his heart?
He enthusiastically snatched it up and flipped through a few pages, but his brows furrowed, and the more he read, the more he felt irritated.
"What is this crap?! Isn’t this just a scam?!"
He was close to spitting in disdain.
The most suggestive thing about the whole book was the four feet on the cover; there was no such description inside.
It was an entirely academic book, as serious as could be.
Suizi let out a sigh.
"I borrowed it from the library intending to learn from it. We have several older children at home now, and I thought the section on adolescence was pretty good, so I planned to study it."
Not everyone’s like him, with only one thing on their mind!
"What’s there to learn in this stuff, isn’t the stuff between men and women straightforward enough without studying?"
Yu Jingting was about to throw the book aside when he flipped it open to a random page.
The title was: Why we choose partners with opposite personalities
Suddenly, this title captivated Yu Jingting’s heart.
Wasn’t this exactly about him and Suizi?
Every person harbors two diametrically opposite traits, one more prominent and the other more hidden.
So, many people seem to pick a partner who is the opposite of themselves, yet they’re actually seeking their own shadow.
Yu Jingting read on, his lips curling into a smile. This part was quite to the point.
Suizi, who had been writing, heard no sound for a while and looked up, startled.
"What are you scribbling in the book for!!! It still needs to be returned!"
Yu Jingting was busily marking up the book with a pen.
"Tell the library it was lost, and pay for it. I’m keeping this one."
It would be the perfect gift for that little brat Chen Tong.
The views in the book were exactly what Yu Jingting wanted to tell Chen Tong.
Yu Jingting keenly sensed that Chen Tong was now only being stubborn by lip service, and the kid’s attitude had started to shift.
With just one more push, the lad might give up completely.
"There’s safety in turning back, heh heh." Yu Jingting closed the book, planning to give it to Chen Tong first thing tomorrow, standing triumphantly with hands on hips, "Not as smart as me, not as great as me, and definitely not as cunning as me, what do they have to compete with me?"
"What are you mumbling about— the phone’s ringing, answer it." Suizi nudged him.
Yu Jingting went to the Living Room to answer the phone.
"This is Yu Jingting, hmm? Chen Tong set fire to someone else’s house?"
Yu Jingting and Suizi arrived at the scene in their car almost at the same time as the police.
They had just seen Fourth Uncle’s family during the day, now standing on the street in thermal underwear, with their house billowing smoke behind them.
Fourth Aunt was terrified, hugging her son and crying incessantly.
Upon seeing Suizi get out of the car, Fourth Aunt lunged over to push her, but Yu Jingting caught her hand.
"Auntie, please calm down."
"I can’t calm down! Yu Jingting! I trusted you and your wife, that’s why I agreed to give that wolf cub Chen Tong a chance. And this is how you repay my trust?"
Aunt, with tears in her voice, her face covered in soot stains.
"What happened?" Suizi asked, totally out of touch with the situation.
"That little bastard Chen Tong set fire to my house, after all these years of hard work..."
Aunt squatted down, covering her face as she cried.
Uncle was about to have a showdown with Yu Jingting, anyone would go mad with their home in such a state.
"Why do you say it was Chen Tong who did it? Do you have any evidence?" Suizi asked as she scanned around, not seeing Chen Tong anywhere.
"I saw him skulking around the back door of my house just before the fire started. Who else could it be if not him after he left and then my house caught fire?"
When Chen He brought Chen Tong over, they arrived just in time to see Aunt screaming her accusations at Suizi.
"Scoundrel!" Chen He slapped Chen Tong hard, feeling like he could strangle the little bastard.
"He should have stayed put in the Working School, shouldn’t have let him out!"
"Let’s figure it out first."
"It’s not certain who set the fire."
Suizi and Yu Jingting spoke at the same time; though their words differed, their central point was clear—don’t pin the blame before uncovering the truth.
"Aunt, it’s painful for everyone when such a thing happens, but it’s unjust to accuse my son—Chen Tong of arson without a proper investigation."
"Who else could it be if not him? This kid drugged my son before, now he begrudges having to train with my son. People like him never change for the better; they should be thrown into the mountains to feed the wolves!"
Chen Tong stood expressionless, his heart a wasteland.
His father’s fists fell on him like raindrops, but he stood there as if numb, taking the beating without a word.
"Speak up, did you do it or not!" Chen He was at the brink of madness.
"Uncle, by asking him like this, aren’t you assuming he’s guilty?" Yu Jingting grabbed Chen He’s wrist, and Chen Tong looked at Yu Jingting in surprise.
He hadn’t expected Yu Jingting to speak up for him.
"If this kid really did it, I’ll compensate for the house—I’ll replace your burned one with two, break his legs, and send him to the Working School for reformation, and I absolutely will not cover for him. But if he didn’t do it, you, and all of you, don’t you owe him an apology?"
Yu Jingting’s gaze swept around before resting on Chen He, filled with disdain.
"My wife cares more sincerely for this family than you. You condemn him without finding out the truth? He’s your own son, and this is how you treat him?"
"I don’t need you to speak for me! Stop playing the good guy in front of Suizi!" Chen Tong shouted at Yu Jingting, "Didn’t you say to avoid imposing what you think is ’good for you’? I don’t need your version of good!"
Yu Jingting put his hand on Chen Tong’s head, the disparity in strength forcing Chen Tong to submit.
"Cut the self-pity, who’s being good to you? I certainly don’t intend to, I’m doing this for my own sake."
"Why?" Chen Tong didn’t understand.
At a moment when the whole world seemed to revel in his misfortune, why wasn’t Yu Jingting, the usually harsh and critical man, joining in?
"Heh, I just don’t want my wife to get wrinkles, so shut up and let me take care of this."
Yu Jingting spoke unkindly, but the authoritative presence he radiated made Chen Tong’s nose tingle with emotion.
Though his father was right beside him, at that moment, Yu Jingting, with his protective stance, seemed more like a father than his own.
He’d whip with a belt when a mistake was made, but he’d also shield you when trouble came.
Suizi shed her usual soft and cute image, bombarding Uncle’s family with questions about the fire, her voice growing increasingly stern.
"So, you only saw him wandering around the back of your house, and from that, you concluded he started the fire?"
"Are you so adept at ’cracking cases’ that the police would agree?" Yu Jingting stood by Suizi, fully supporting his wife.
A stone that Chen Tong had been carrying in his heart seemed to shatter a little; he suddenly realized something.
This time, it seemed he really had to leave.
He had no more regrets.
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