Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce
Chapter 283: Sir, have you been overly stimulated?

Chapter 283: Sir, have you been overly stimulated?

"Just the word ’witch’ is enough to make one feel surrounded by spirits and ghosts."

Qu Yu hurriedly flipped through the book in his hands, glancing at the preface and table of contents, but couldn’t find anything spooky. Wasn’t it just an introduction to the scenery of a small island?

It was said to have happened thirty years ago, which was also the year Wen Nian was born.

"I only heard my mother mention it once, and no one has brought it up since."

Wen Nian said, not minding Qu Yu’s flipping through the book.

"Mr. President, why did you suddenly bring up the witch of Ryan Castle?"

Qu Yu asked, puzzled.

"It’s said that my grandfather paid special attention to me because the witch foretold that the child born to my mother had spirituality, was intelligent, and would become a great leader."

"Doesn’t that kind of belief seem a bit... old-fashioned?"

Qu Yu asked boldly.

Wen Nian chuckled lightly, "It does seem a bit, but my mother said the witch was indeed spiritual, and my grandfather had her come from afar because he believed that she would bring blessings to me, who was about to be born."

"I never thought the old man would have such a superstitious side..."

Wen Nian didn’t confirm or deny it,

"Indeed, but the island of Ryan Castle, which belongs to the territory of Country G, has long been erased from the maps of Country G. Since the foundation of Country G, the government has never interfered in any aspect of political or economic matters on that island with native people, sending inspectors only once or twice a year at most, to make sure that nothing on the small island is detrimental to the nation."

"It’s like an unspoken agreement among the presidents..."

"Mr. President, have you been to that island?"

"I did visit it once during my first year in office."

"Was there anything strange? Are the residents... Indigenous?"

"They could be called indigenous, but unlike those in North America or Africa, they don’t seem primitive. There’s a village built on the island, very simple, and the residents are theists, worshipping their own ancestors. They believe their ancestors are deities who bestowed upon them the divine power to understand astronomy and geography."

Wen Nian spoke, and Qu Yu listened.

"The village chief is known as the ’witch.’"

"Mr. President... Talking about this late at night, I can’t help but feel a bit creeped out."

It wasn’t that Qu Yu was scared; it just felt so eerie hearing Wen Nian keep mentioning "witch" this and "witch" that.

But Qu Yu didn’t expect Wen Nian’s next sentence to make him shiver,

"Tomorrow, you will go to Ryan Castle yourself and bring the current ’witch’ here."

"..."

Qu Yu’s mouth hung open, staring at Wen Nian for a long time, "Mr. President... What do you need the witch for?"

Before Wen Nian could answer, Qu Yu suddenly thought of something,

"Could it be that your wife is pregnant?"

Wen Nian looked at him coldly.

If Lili were pregnant, he certainly wouldn’t need to summon the witch.

"Cough cough..."

Qu Yu quickly abandoned his jesting demeanor.

"Ever since our wedding night, I’ve felt that Lili is acting strangely... It’s understandable for a woman to act weird occasionally, but it’s been three years, and there are many things about her that make me feel uneasy."

"You don’t need to find a ’witch’ for that, do you?"

"I’ve been to Ryan Castle once, just like the title of this book—’Ryan Castle has secrets.’"

"Mr. President, even if your wife really doesn’t love you anymore, you can’t just talk about her as if she’s possessed..."

Qu Yu felt certain this was because Mr. President had been provoked by his wife...

He must prefer to believe his wife is ’possessed’ rather than accept that she’s truly unwilling to reconcile with him!

"Qu Yu, set out early tomorrow morning. By dinner the day after tomorrow, I want to see the witch."