Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce
Chapter 372 - 371 Refuse to be your shameful secret lover

Chapter 372: 371 Refuse to be your shameful secret lover

Tang Xiaocao finished packing her textbooks and left the room.

Tang Xiaohua reined in her thoughts and compared them to the dates marked on the calendar.

There was nothing much happening in June, but the main concern was July... The civil war in Country M was going to erupt at the beginning of July.

If her memory wasn’t wrong, it would be on July 1st.

Country M bordered Country G. Once the civil war in Country M broke out, all military deployments in Country G would be put on full alert, instantly tightening the international and domestic situation.

Speaking of which, it was just a civil war in another country, but she remembered very clearly, Country G got involved in the war.

She gently stroked her still flat belly.

At the end of April, General Luo Haiyong had ordered her to rejoin her unit and was planning to send her on a dispatch mission. In her heart, she had roughly guessed it must be related to Country M.

After Qing Luo had returned to Country M, there was almost no news from him. The last cinema hostage incident, she could almost be certain, it had something to do with Qing Luo.

In her previous life, she was accused of having a clandestine partnership with the Prince of Country M...

Although she wasn’t that fixated on the truth from her past life, if she could find some clues, maybe she could unravel the knot in her heart.

If she hadn’t been pregnant, she would probably be carrying out some missions related to Country M...

Song Yangling had already returned, and from the temporarily assembled ten-person security team, only she and Mu Rui were left.

...

In the evening, Wen Nian returned.

He hurriedly checked on her in the residential area, exchanged a few simple pleasantries, and then went back to the administrative building.

Clearly, there was some urgent work he hadn’t completed.

Tang Xiaohua didn’t deliberately wait for him. As usual, she busied herself with her evening routine, washed up, played some soothing music, and picked up a couple of books until her eyes were half-closed.

She didn’t know when Wen Nian entered the room, or if he even came in at all.

When she woke up, she didn’t see him at all.

At this point, there were four days left until the wedding.

After breakfast in the morning, she took a walk in the courtyard. On her way back, she ran into Wen Nian who was walking towards the residential area with Qu Yu, both of them speaking gravely about something...

Seeing her from afar, he patted Qu Yu on the shoulder and said, "Go handle it."

And then he jogged over to her.

The weather was already very hot; he wore only a T-shirt and casual pants.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"...Yes."

"Ah, I was thinking of coming over and having breakfast with you. Looks like I’ve missed it."

"Did you sleep last night?"

"I did."

"For how many hours?"

"Three hours."

Wen Nian smiled, dark circles clearly visible under his eyes, and as he spoke, he walked to Tang Xiaohua’s side and took her hand,

"Do you mind joining me for a second breakfast?"

"..."

She didn’t speak, which was as good as consent.

Wen Nian was in high spirits, the pleasure and relaxation he showed in front of her contrasting greatly with the tension in his brow while talking business with Qu Yu earlier.

Sitting opposite each other in the dining room, she cradled a glass of milk in her hands, her hair casually resting on her shoulders, looking at Wen Nian across from her, who was heartily enjoying his meal. She couldn’t help but wonder how long he had been hungry.

"Is there any big news lately?"

Tang Xiaohua asked suspiciously.

"The political scene in Country M is turbulent, and war will likely break out soon."

"...So, was the United Nations meeting you attended also because of this?"

"Mainly Country M, but there are other matters as well."

Wen Nian said, his mouth still full of bread, looking rather comical.

"Why have you started caring about such things?"

Wen Nian asked.

"Just asking casually, you don’t have to tell me."

Tang Xiaohua took a sip of hot milk.

Wen Nian smiled, "I would very much like to talk with you, as long as you’re willing to listen."

Tang Xiaohua merely lowered her head and had another sip of milk, "Hurry up and eat."

The man ate quickly, and soon enough, the breakfast on the table had all but disappeared into Wen Nian’s stomach. After drinking a few sips of black tea, he casually mentioned,

"The wedding dress has arrived, would you like to try it on?"

"..." Tang Xiaohua’s hand, holding the cup, paused in mid-air. She looked towards Wen Nian, only to find that Wen Nian hadn’t dared to look at her while saying this.

"There are only four days left; time is quite tight. If there’s a problem with the dress, or you don’t like it, we still have time to change it."

"Didn’t I mention that I won’t be attending the wedding?"

Tang Xiaohua replied indifferently, then lowered her head to sip more milk.

"I’ve also said that whether or not you attend, the wedding will go on as planned."

"..."

"I will have someone bring the wedding dress to your room. It’s made according to your measurements, I just don’t know if you’ve gained any weight in the past few days—"

"You’re the one who’s gained weight..."

Tang Xiaohua muttered softly. By the time Wen Nian looked up at her, she was rolling her eyes at him, quickly looking away again.

Just that small exchange of glances was enough to make Wen Nian’s heart warm.

"If you don’t like it, we can change it. You can also look online to see if there’s a particular style you prefer. We still have a few days; it’s manageable."

"..."

Tang Xiaohua didn’t respond.

Wen Nian continued on his own,

"The schedule for the wedding, Uncle Wei will give it to you later. As for the guest list, Uncle Wei will also provide you a copy to review. If there’s anything you want to change, just tell Uncle Wei, and we’ll follow your wishes."

"..."

"Have you felt unwell these past few days?"

"I’ve been fine..."

"That’s good. Regarding the wedding, feel free to express any thoughts you have."

"Have you ever thought about... once it’s made public, what your parents, your grandfather, the whole Wen Family... will react?"

"They should... all be quite surprised, I guess."

Wen Nian spoke casually, with a joking tone, but only Tang Xiaohua knew that along with the wedding, a battle was bound to erupt within the Wen Family.

"...I’ve read a story, about a country very much like G country. A young king married the woman he loved but faced great opposition from his family. The young king and queen believed that as long as they held on, they could protect their love. Later..."

"The young king killed his wife."

Wen Nian finished the story for her, then looked up to meet Tang Xiaohua’s gaze.

Tang Xiaohua was taken aback for a moment.

"Is this the story from the nightmare you had on our wedding night?"

"..."

"Back then, you said you had a nightmare. In it, I killed you. You said with so many people opposing our marriage, perhaps our getting married was indeed a mistake, irrational... right?"

Wen Nian said while dragging his chair closer to Tang Xiaohua, and took her hand, "I remember every word you’ve said."

"..."

"I don’t know how true that dream of yours was, but Lili... the Witch said you are a Goddess, and I believe it."

Tang Xiaohua looked intently at Wen Nian,

"She wasn’t talking about me."

"She was talking about you."

Wen Nian said with conviction.

Tang Xiaohua took a deep breath, "You believe in such ridiculous talk?"

"I believe. I know there are things you’re hiding from me. Ryan Castle is a very mysterious place, the Witch wouldn’t have said those words for no reason."

"So, you want to go public because the Witch said I’m a Goddess..."

"It’s because you are Song Lili that I must make it public. I refuse to be your secret lover, hiding in the shadows."

Pfft...!

Wen Nian laughed heartily, God knows what he was laughing at.

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