Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful Chapter 39
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Chapter 39: The Storm Begins (4)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The Zhao family’s mansion was filled with sadness and misery. Each of them had their own agenda. The Mu family barely fared better.
After the discussion with Zhao Youlin about their divorce, President Mu who had been treating his work as part of his life had been absent-minded since returning to Mu Feng Group.
When Xia Zhetao handed over documents to him, he was lost in thought. After that, when Xia Zhetao served him tea, he had been absent-minded. When Xia Zhetao raised his head from the document, he was still addled. When Xia Zhetao lowered his head to pack his things, he was still absorbed in his thoughts.
As the president’s chief assistant, Xia Zhetao keenly sensed that… something was strange. Indeed, something was strange with President Mu on this day.
In this world, everyone had a busybody characteristic dwelled within their own hearts, including both women and men.
Right then, Xia Zhetao’s busybody self had been stirred up, just like a rebellious young beast that had started to become restless. It reached out its tiny claws to scratch his heart at intervals.
Xia Zhetao was in a dilemma whether he should risk opening his mouth to intrude just to satisfy his curiosity, or whether he should just hold it back and pretend to know nothing. Just then, Mu Tingfeng rose up abruptly behind his office desk, shocking him.
“P-President…”
Xia Zhetao was guilty-conscious. Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, Mu Tingfeng’s jerkily raised his head to stare at him. Xia Zhetao stiffened in fear.
“I’m going back now. You’ll handle the rest.” He kept his words succinct. Mu Tingfeng did not give Xia Zhetao any chance to respond and left.
By the time Xia Zhetao returned his senses from the daze, no one was in the office.
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“Going back? Where are you going? Aren’t you always away from home? Unless you’re going back to the place where your mistress is? Is this the reason why you lost your composure today just because of the beautiful mistress in your house?
“Wait. That’s not the main point. Most importantly, you haven’t completed most of your tasks. Are you even a true man for dumping your job halfway through and running away? President, you’ve got to come back soon!”
Mu Tingfeng was already on his way home and obviously could not hear the chief assistant’s laments. The confrontation with Zhao Youlin early in the morning had already grabbed all his attention. As such, his mind was already filled with Zhao Youlin’s various performances the moment he stepped out of the cafe, resulting in him not being able to focus on his work.
He had been deep in thought. After spending the entire afternoon daydreaming and being idle, President Mu decided to go back home to take a look. He wanted to check out that woman who had become so much bolder to the point of scheming him in public and backlashing him.
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Unfortunately, Mu Tingfeng had never ever thought that Zhao Youlin had long departed with the child when he returned to the Mu family.
“Young Master, you’re home.” The old butler’s eyes sparkled when he saw Mu Tingfeng return home. He hurriedly dashed forward to welcome him.
This was Mu Tingfeng’s first time coming back home after nearly a week. The last time he came back was that time when he had quarreled with Zhao Youlin over the mistress he had outside of the family. After that, he left the house. Soon after, his so-called wife slit her wrist. He knew about it but he thought that it was just another gimmick of hers to guilt-trip them. Therefore, he did not bother to entertain it.
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The old butler’s gaze turned complicated when he saw Mu Tingfeng return home. ‘Young Master Mu comes back just because Madam has left. Indeed, between him and the young master from the third generation, only one of them can stay in the Mu family. Sigh…’
The old butler sighed to himself. Suddenly, Mu Tingfeng asked him, “Where’s the Madam?”
The old butler was stunned. This was Mu Tingfeng’s first time asking the madam’s whereabouts. It was a pity for him to have asked under such circumstances.
“Madam has already taken the young master away from the Mu family as soon as she came back home in the morning.”
Mu Tingfeng was startled when he heard the old butler’s words. But he quickly recovered and nodded his head. He frowned as he inevitably shot his glance at the empty hall on the second floor. ‘Why did she leave in such a hurry? Is she trying to play hard to get? Or is it…’
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