Stunning Dragon Wife
Chapter 575 - 574: Nominal Husband and Wife

Chapter 575: Chapter 574: Nominal Husband and Wife

After dinner, Zhang Xiaoshan was succinct and bid farewell to Wu Lanxin.

"Little Shan, thank you for joining me for lunch today and for the long chat."

"If you have time later, feel free to come by my house more often."

"Yeah, Sister Lanxin, I’ll miss you."

As Zhang Xiaoshan attempted to offer a polite remark, he immediately realized it sounded too forward.

Sure enough, Wu Lanxin’s cheeks flushed, and looking down at her shoes, she stammered,

"You, what nonsense are you talking about..."

Zhang Xiaoshan explained.

"I, I mean, Sister Lanxin, your cooking is so tasty, I’ll definitely come again for a meal."

"What do you think I am, your personal cook?"

Wu Lanxin glared at Zhang Xiaoshan with a straight face.

Zhang Xiaoshan was even more speechless.

He hurriedly corrected himself,

"No, no, no, I didn’t mean it like that."

"Giggle, giggle..."

Seeing Zhang Xiaoshan’s flustered state, Wu Lanxin couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh, completely amused.

"You silly boy, I was just teasing you, and you took it seriously. If we ever get the chance to meet again, I’ll certainly cook for you."

Zhang Xiaoshan sighed with relief.

"Then, then, okay, I should go now."

Wu Lanxin was too charming. Faced with such a sensible and virtuous woman, he was out of his depth. If he lingered and something happened, which was then reported to Tang Guoming by the informer, he would really be in trouble.

Leaving the courtyard, he drove straight back to White Dragon Village.

...

"Ah, you bastard, stop pulling my hair."

From inside Zhao Qiumei’s office suite at the county hospital, shouts could be heard from time to time.

It wasn’t until over thirty minutes later that the noises subsided.

"Ahh, that’s better."

Tang Guoming pinched a cigarette at the window, his face expressing utter contentment.

It had indeed been too long since he had felt like this.

Half covered with a blanket, Zhao Qiumei was completely exhausted from the ordeal. After resting for a while, she looked at Tang Guoming with seductive eyes and said,

"Old Tang, you promised to marry me, and it’s been dragged on for several years now. When exactly are you going to go through the divorce procedures with your wife?"

Tang Guoming replied with dissatisfaction,

"Haven’t I told you? Right now is a crucial time for my promotion, and my father-in-law is still useful to me. Just wait a little longer, be patient."

"Wait, wait again! Our son is already three years old; if we wait any longer, it’ll just..."

"Shut your mouth!"

Tang Guoming immediately rebuked Zhao Qiumei sternly,

"Have you forgotten what I’ve told you? If people find out we have a son, neither of us will have an easy time."

"I, I know."

Realizing she had misspoken, Zhao Qiumei quickly shut up.

"Alright then, just be patient. My father-in-law doesn’t have much longer to live. After the New Year, I’ll be transferred to the provincial office, and then I’ll find an opportunity to divorce that jinx."

"Well, okay then."

...

"Sob..."

After tidying up the dishes, Wu Lanxin took a nap.

By the time she woke up, it was already evening.

Tang Guoming had returned home.

"Where have you been?"

Wu Lanxin walked into the living room and confronted Tang Guoming.

There were no outsiders present; they didn’t need to pretend.

Tang Guoming replied impatiently,

"Don’t forget, we agreed long ago not to meddle in each other’s lives. Do I need to report to you where I’ve been?"

"I..."

Wu Lanxin felt extreme grievance.

"But, after all, we are husband and wife in name, do you, do you have to be so cold to me?"

"What else should I do, treat you like your last two men? Should I let you drain the life out of me before you’re satisfied?"

"I’m going to sleep in the office tonight. This is so annoying."

After delivering a harsh rebuke to Wu Lanxin, Tang Guoming left the house.

"Sob, sob, sob."

Wu Lanxin collapsed onto the sofa and began to cry.

Her heart felt utterly broken.

In a daze, she recalled the noon scene when Zhang Xiaoshan had joined her for a meal, wishing that her husband could show her half the patience Zhang Xiaoshan had.

Zhang Xiaoshan’s image was becoming increasingly etched in her heart.