Chapter 743: Origin

Don’t ask how Gu Lingling knew there was something fishy about this.

She guessed it.

Given her years of interacting with Wang Shuyun and witnessing Yang Aiguo’s interactions with her, to say there was nothing strange would be a lie.

So this matter needed to be clarified.

On the other side, Yang Aiguo drove the car into the Wang Family’s gates, looking at the hesitant old couple, he forced a slightly unnatural smile, "Mom, Dad, I’m fine."

"Aiguo, maybe you should consider divorce," Zheng Xiangjun said with heartfelt concern.

"Mom, you said that years ago." Yang Aiguo shook his head with a bitter smile, "Still the same old words, if she’s repaying a debt, I’ll be with her."

"Repaying what debt? Whose debt? Wang Shuyun is just a fool." Zheng Xiangjun said angrily, "Why are you being foolish too!"

All fools, one more foolish than the other!

Poor Zheng Xiangjun, who had been strong all her life, gave birth to such a stubborn daughter, one even a herd of cattle couldn’t pull back.

Even more infuriating is harming such a good son-in-law.

"I let your mom down!" Zheng Xiangjun sighed, "Failed her last wishes."

She should take good care of Yang Aiguo, but how has she cared for him?

A perfectly fine man, living like...

Zheng Xiangjun felt bad just thinking about it.

"I remember you once said, when I was young, someone predicted that my first marriage would be troubled, but things would get better when I turned forty-five." Yang Aiguo said with a smile.

And isn’t he forty-five this year?

"You child." Zheng Xiangjun was at a loss for words.

"She’s back now, don’t say anything to her." Yang Aiguo said with a smile, "If anything happens over there, call me, I’ll come and handle it."

"She made her own mess; she’ll clean it up. Don’t leave tonight; I’ll make dumplings for you later." Zheng Xiangjun said, "I learned a few tricks from that girl Lingling."

Knowing Yang Aiguo likes dumplings. She specifically learned how to make them.

"Then I’m in for a treat." Yang Aiguo laughed and stayed.

"Come on, let’s have a few rounds." Wang Fangyi patted Yang Aiguo’s shoulder.

The two went to the study.

Whether to play chess or discuss something confidential, Zheng Xiangjun didn’t care.

Who knew, just as she finished washing and cooling the vegetables, Gu Lingling and Wang Shuyun came back.

So fast!

Zheng Xiangjun was a bit surprised, every time that old woman came to the Capital City, Wang Shuyun would be gone for days, being better to that old woman than to her own mother.

Zheng Xiangjun knew that Wang Shuyun felt guilty towards Xu Yibo, so she promised to take care of Old Mrs. Xu like her own mother.

The event from back then was a confusing matter; you couldn’t say who was right or wrong, just blame fate for teasing people.

If Xu Yibo hadn’t died back then, he and Wang Shuyun would still not have ended up together.

Both Xu Yibo and Wang Shuyun needed someone who could fully tolerate the other.

With a somewhat arrogant talent, Wang Shuyun might have initially tolerated because of his talent, but over time, when those wonderful things turned into daily rice, oil, and salt, it would have been strange if she could still tolerate it.

But it was different with Yang Aiguo.

Just by the fact that over so many years, Yang Aiguo could always maintain his original intent, it’s clear that perhaps no one in this world will treat her so well again.

But still...

Ah! Zheng Xiangjun shook her head, clearly for more than a year now, these two people’s relationship had gotten closer than before.

Old Mrs. Xu’s antics brought them back to square one.