The situation was beyond his control, so Zhang Jisheng had no choice but to relent and unwillingly follow Qi Fenglian to complete the necessary formalities. Besides, he was preoccupied with other matters and lacked the energy to spar with Qi Fenglian.
For the household registration to be transferred, either she had to form a household herself, but Qi Fenglian didnât have a house, so she could only transfer it to her husbandâs. Therefore, first, she went with Chu Changxing to get their marriage certificate, and then to the police station to complete the transfer of household registration.
As for Zhang Jisheng, he naturally just watched as the two registered, watched as they took photos and collected their red certificate.
Zhang Jisheng watched coldly, feeling indescribably complex and embarrassed inside. Moreover, seeing Qi Fenglianâs smiling face, looking clean and well dressed, she appeared younger and prettier than before.
Now, seeing her slightly leaning on that Chu Changxingâs shoulder, revealing a sweet smile, his heart felt like it was being clawed by a cat.
That was originally his woman, who should have smiled at him like that, but now sheâs laughing and teasing with someone else. This made him feel like there was a huge green cloud pressing on his head, as vast as a prairie.
Men are like this; once a woman has been with them, they feel she should only be theirs, and shouldnât be with anyone else. Especially someone like Zhang Jisheng, a man without ability but with aspirations as high as the sky, living as if in the Qing Dynasty, felt even more strongly about this.
Thereâs nothing more embarrassing than watching an ex-wife remarry. Had he known earlier, he would have just given them the household registration book to handle it themselves, so why did he have to tag along?
When divorced couples remarry, separating household registrations, as long as thereâs money, itâs no longer a difficult matter now and can be easily handled. And to ensure smooth completion, Chu Changxing was willing to spend however much was needed.
At the police station, watching Chu Changxing eagerly pay the fee, Zhang Jisheng mocked, "He seems pretty eager, canât wait to marry you home!"
Qi Fenglian shot him a glance without speaking.
Zhang Jisheng, feeling ignored, added, "The child was granted to you, but sheâs also my child. We agreed that I have the right to see the child. This year, I want to take Baobao home for the New Year!"
Qi Fenglianâs face instantly darkened, sneering, "Arenât you already doting on your precious child? Does your family even care about Xiao Bao? Since it is so, why make the child uncomfortable and come to your place only to feel ignored?"
Zhang Jisheng avoided her gaze, saying, "Donât worry about that. I want to take Xiao Bao to mine for the New Year anyway. Youâve remarried, but I wonât let the child face the stepfatherâs cold shoulder."
Qi Fenglian laughed in exasperation, "You call that going back on oneâs words? Did I ever put in writing that I wouldnât remarry? So you can marry again and have kids, but I canât remarry? Zhang Jisheng, who do you think you are! Donât even mention the stepfather, Xiao Baoâs stepfather is better than you as a father; at least heâs willing to spend money on her. And what about you? Have you ever given a penny?"
"You..." Zhang Jisheng ground his teeth.
Chu Changxing came over at this moment, glanced at him indifferently, then looked at Qi Fenglian with a questioning expression.
"Is everything done?" Qi Fenglian asked.
"Yes. Itâs being processed, results will be out soon!" Chu Changxing smiled.
"Letâs go sit over there!" Qi Fenglian pulled him to another bench.
Watching Chu Changxingâs attentive care towards Qi Fenglian, Zhang Jisheng felt his eyes stinging even more, so much that he had to look away.
After being delayed for half a day, everything was finally settled. Both parties received their separate household registration books; Qi Fenglian didnât even bother to say goodbye before holding Chu Changxingâs arm and leaving. Zhang Jisheng watched them disappear, slouched his shoulders, and headed to the hospital to visit his son with a sense of dejection.