Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 383 - 357 If one day I let you down, my brother_2

Chapter 383: 357 If one day I let you down, my brother_2

She thought about it and then wondered if it was necessary.

At that time, the two of them had an agreement: as soon as one party proposed divorce, the other must agree unconditionally. If Ye Cheng really wanted to remarry, he would definitely bring up divorce with her.

As long as he proposed divorce, she would agree to it.

But just thinking about it, her heart ached.

In this marriage, she had been emotionally involved. Yes, she had developed feelings for Ye Cheng, which is why the news hurt her so deeply.

Coming down from upstairs, He Ximei noticed her pallor: "Xiaofeng, what’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Or have you been too tired recently?"

Recently, because she had been busy with the launch of Gourmet City, she barely had any time to rest.

Xiaofeng smiled at He Ximei and went to the kitchen to wash her hands: "Mom, I’m fine. It’s probably just because I’ve been so busy lately, I feel a bit tired."

"Eat your meal and then go upstairs to rest right away. You can’t get sick from overworking yourself," she said.

"Okay." Xiaofeng took Dabao out of the crib and, looking at his increasingly cheerful little face, a smile spread across her face: "Seeing you, Mommy has no worries at all."

What does a man matter? Children are everything to her—they are her life.

As long as no one tried to take her children away, men were dispensable.

Dabao giggled at her with a wide, toothless smile.

"Oh my god," the mother-in-law exclaimed upon hearing Dabao’s laughter, "He’s only a little over a month old and he’s already laughing aloud, that’s really something."

Normally, a child wouldn’t laugh out loud until they were at least three months old.

...

"Director Niu, to be honest, I know Ye Cheng too," Lin Jing said as she stood in Director Niu’s office, hoping to inquire about Ye Cheng: "I know Xiaofeng as well, we’re even relatives, to tell the truth."

Director Niu was about to ask her to leave, but when she mentioned Xiaofeng, he looked up and said, "Oh?"

"She is the daughter of my stepmother, so we know each other. I also know that the Ye Cheng that Xiaofeng married isn’t just a simple doctor," Lin Jing said, glancing at the floor, fingers intertwined, unsure how Director Niu would respond.

"I’m not sure how simple he is or isn’t since I’m not too familiar with them," Director Niu said, hating to network during work, "Is there anything else?"

"No, I’ll go back to work then."

Lin Jing felt frustrated; she had been working at the hospital for a week, unable to dig up any useful information, and this Director Niu had never been cordial toward her.

She considered herself quite attractive.

With a thought, she could only chuckle to herself, thinking Director Niu was an old fuddy-duddy who didn’t understand romance.

"Hey, the cleaning lady," someone called out to Lin Jing just as she stepped down to the first floor.

A middle-aged man stopped Lin Jing: "Hey, cleaning lady, there’s quite a bit of trash here; come clean it up."

Trash was scattered all around him.

Lin Jing looked at the trash under his desk and couldn’t hold back her anger: "What’s wrong with you? There’s a trash bin not too far from here, can’t you see it? Why throw it on the floor, don’t you have any decency at all?"

Zhang Dacai sat lazily at his spot, indifferent to Lin Jing’s tirade, saying nonchalantly: "If everyone were clean, there’d be no need for janitors. You should thank me for littering; that’s what keeps your job secure. If the hospital had no trash to sweep, what would you clean?"

Some people, even though they’re paid to clean, don’t like to do the work, lazier than him.

Lin Jing stared at him, reminding herself this was a hospital. The guy didn’t even bother to button up his shirt, showing off a large, bare belly, and his pants were only half-zipped, the most shameless part.

Zhang Dacai continued to ignore Lin Jing and went back to dozing off in his chair.

He had nowhere to go in the city, so he spent his days napping at the hospital, muttering to himself: "These days, raising a son is like raising a dog, at least a dog will wag its tail at you. Raising a son and he doesn’t recognize you, prefers to be someone else’s child; pah."

Of course, Zhang Dacai was bitter about it.

Lin Jing was equally annoyed: "Uncle, if I were your son with the way you act, I wouldn’t want to acknowledge you either."

With a trash bin right there and you still throw litter everywhere—do you even consider yourself human?

"I don’t like what you’re saying. Let me tell you, my son is quite the figure in the county. Ever heard of Lihua Food Factory? My son is the boss of Lihua Factory’s elder brother," he said.

Her eyebrows raised when she heard him mention Lihua Factory: "Your son is Su Peng."

Other than that fool, who else could be called big brother by Su Xiaofeng.