My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 192:192, Dressed up kind

“What exactly happened?” the Director of Studies asked with a serious look on his face.

It’s Monday today, and all students must attend the flag-raising ceremony. He had just gotten busy when he was summoned to handle a fight.

The main characters of the fight were two female students.

It’s ridiculous!

“You are university students now, you’re in your third year, you’re twenty years old. Adults! And yet you’re still fighting in school? Aren’t you embarrassed?” he added.

Lin Qiao immediately replied, “Teacher, it was Su Wenwen who hit me.”

The Director of Studies didn’t bother to argue, and directly said, “Each of you will go home and write a self-reflection paper of no less than three thousand words for me! One hundred course credits will be deducted!”

Su Wenwen didn’t speak, but Lin Qiao started yelling,”Why should I be punished? It was obviously Su Wenwen who hit me! She even tore my school uniform. I demand compensation!”

The Director of Studies frowned, “It takes two to tango. Why would she hit you out of the blue?”

Lin Qiao said, “She’s shameless, seducing my boyfriend.”

“Your boyfriend?” Su Wenwen mocked, “Are you sure he’s not your ex-boyfriend?”

Lin Qiao’s face turned white and then flushed, “We are just having some issues right now. So you’re taking advantage of that and trying to step in.”

Su Wenwen let out a cold laugh, “I told you last time, I am not interested in second-hand goods. Are you deaf? Or are you a fish with a seven-second memory?”

“I don’t care,” Lin Qiao turned to the Director of Studies, “If I am to write a self-reflection paper and have my credits deducted, her punishment must be more severe because her mistake is more serious than mine.”

The Director of Studies’ face darkened at this remark.

Su Yunrong who was standing aside finally spoke up, “No matter what, it is wrong to fight in school! Today there was a club recruitment event, and all present were first-year freshmen. The impact was very negative.”

“Professor Su is Su Wenwen’s aunt. Of course she would side with her niece!” Lin Qiao called out.

Su Yunrong’s face turned ugly in an instant.

Finally, with a loud smack, the Director of Studies couldn’t hold back and smacked the table, “What’s wrong with you! If you are not convinced, I will call your parents.”

Upon hearing the threat of being called on by her parents, a look of fear finally flashed across Lin Qiao’s face.

She is not a local of Nancheng. She entered Nancheng University because of her literary talent. Her parents were very proud of her and would never rush to Nancheng from far away just because she fought…

And she really couldn’t afford to lose face like that.

“You too!” The Director of Studies turned to Su Wenwen, “If you dare to cause trouble in school again, I will call your parents too!”

Su Wenwen:”…”

**

After leaving the administration office, Su Yunrong stopped and said, “Lin Qiao, you can go. Wenwen, you stay.”

Lin Qiao huffed and stalked off.

In the corridor, Su Wenwen stood there with a detached and aloof expression on her detailed face, “Professor Su, do you need something from me?”

“What is your attitude?” Su Yunrong frowned, “I’m your aunt, is this how you talk to your elders?”

Su Wenwen looked at her, “I don’t think there’s anything wrong with the way I speak. Aren’t you Professor Su? Did I make a mistake calling you that? When there were other people around, weren’t you righteously not showing favoritism? Now there are no outsiders, who are you putting on this act for?”

“You…” Su Yunrong clenched her fists and told herself to stay calm and not stoop to a child’s level.

After taking a deep breath, she finally said, “Your grandfather will be celebrating his birthday tomorrow. He especially asked me to come to school and tell you to bring your husband and have a casual meal at home.”

“I’m not going,” she replied abruptly.

Surprised, Su Yunrong asked, “Why not?”

“I don’t want to,” was her response.

Su Yunrong sighed, “If it’s because of Yanyan, I already heard from Yuntang, they misunderstood you. And what’s more, Yanyan is going to finalize her divorce from Yuyun today. She did wrong and she paid the price. But still, you are family, and shouldn’t air our dirty laundry. Can’t you be a little more understanding…”

“Why should I be understanding?” Su Wenwen coldly interrupted her, “When Su Yanyan lost her child, everyone thought I purposely pushed her. Why didn’t anyone then say that I was family? Why didn’t anyone trust me? Or stand on my side? Why should I suffer this injustice? Why do you feel free to doubt me every time something happens and frame me? Now that you know it was a misunderstanding and she’s been driven out by the Xing Family, I’m not supposed to be dissatisfied? Otherwise, I’m deemed as being unreasonable? Ha, if you disliked me so much, why did you keep me in the Su family in the first place? And since you did keep me, why didn’t you ever treat me fairly like a true daughter of the Su family?”

Faced with Su Wenwen’s sudden outburst, Su Yunrong was at a loss for words.

Feeling a wave of painful bitterness welling up inside her, Su Wenwen abruptly turned around.

She stood straight with her back turned, her voice just as cold and firm, “Tell grandpa I will never go back to that home. Regardless of whether I’m successful in my future or not, or whether I live or die, I will never go back.”

Having said that, she quickly walked away.

**

Su family, second-floor bedroom.

Su Yanyan had been crying non-stop ever since she returned from the Civil Affairs Bureau.

“Mom, I don’t want to go to South Korea, I want to stay in Nancheng. I have been accepted into university already, why are you sending me to study in South Korea…” Yanyan sobbed.

Jiang Yi let out a helpless sigh.

But with things having escalated to this, what other choice did she have?