My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 562: 562, little princess who is unfamiliar with worldly affairs

Suddenly, her phone rang again. Shi Huan picked it up to see that it was a WeChat message from Zhu Mingpeng.

[Huanhuan, how many days off do you have for Spring Festival?]

Shi Huan put her phone back, but he quickly sent another message.

[Did you watch the New Year’s movie that Feng Xiaogang just released?]

Shi Huan didn’t reply.

He should understand her meaning if he is clever.

**

Hospital ward.

After Zhu Mingpeng and his mother left with satisfaction, Grandma Shi looked grim, “Help me up.”

“Mom, what’s wrong?”

“I want to be discharged.”

Shi Minyan furrowed his brows, “Are you fully recovered? What did the doctor say?”

“I know my own body, I want to go home.” Grandma Shi instructed her daughter-in-law, “Youran, go get me discharged.”

Tu Youran glanced at her husband, and seeing his nod, she said, “Okay, Luoluo, let’s go with mom.”

Little Luoluo, with tears in her eyes, was led by her mother out of the ward.

Once they were in the elevator, the little girl finally spoke softly, “Mom, where’s Huanhuan?”

“Huanhuan has gone home.”

Gone home?

Little Luoluo furrowed her brow, “Mom, can I use the phone?”

“Children can’t use phones.” Tu Youran spoke sternly.

“But… but all my friends have phones.” Little Luoluo complained in a whiny voice.

Ever since her parents returned a few days ago and she was taken back to the Shi Family, her little phone had been confiscated. She had no way of contacting Huanhuan or Fu Ziyang.

Huanhuan also didn’t let her use the phone before, but she could still play with it for an hour or two each day.

Tu Youran was still very strict, “No, you’re only five years old, using a phone will hurt your eyes. And now that both mom and dad are back, what do you need a phone for?”

Little Luoluo lifted her head and gently pursed her lips before mustering the courage to say, “I want to call Huanhuan, she must have been in pain earlier.”

Upon hearing the child’s innocent words, a hint of gentleness flashed in Tu Youran’s eyes. Then she asked, “Luoluo, have you grown very fond of Huanhuan, living with her every day?”

“Yep.” Little Luoluo nodded immediately, “Huanhuan is very nice to me. She makes me delicious food every day, takes me to school, picks me up from school, even enrolled me in a training course, bought me many beautiful clothes, and even a little violin.”

“A little violin?” Tu Youran frowned.

“Yep, a beautiful little violin, but I forgot to bring it back.” Little Luoluo answered honestly.

Tu Youran unconsciously gripped her fingers harder, her voice getting more stern, “Luoluo, didn’t mom tell you that children shouldn’t ask adults for things? Did you not keep my words in mind? Do you know how expensive the violin is?”

“I didn’t ask for it, Huanhuan bought it for me voluntarily.” As Luoluo spoke, her voice took on a sobbing tone, her eyes red, “Mom, my hand hurts…”

Tu Youran quickly released her hand, she squatted down, looking at the child’s now red fingers, and blew on them gently, “I’m sorry, Luoluo, mom didn’t do it on purpose, does it still hurt?”

Sniffing, Little Luoluo shook her head, looking incredibly aggrieved.

The elevator doors opened just then. Tu Youran quickly stood up, only to realize she had been so engrossed in the conversation that she forgot to press the floor button. The elevator had travelled from the 11th floor directly to the 20th.

A bright and beautiful young girl came in from outside.

Tu Youran pressed the 1st floor button, and on her side, Little Luoluo suddenly greeted her cheerfully, “Hello, beautiful sister.”

Mo Weiyi squatted down, a smile in her eyes as she looked at the pretty little girl in front of her, “Wow, you actually remember me?”

Tu Youran was surprised, looking more closely, she realized this was the friend of Shi Huan’s they had bumped into in the parking lot earlier.

She hurriedly greeted, “Hello.”

“Hello.” Mo Weiyi glanced at her, then lowered her gaze back to Little Luoluo, “Little friend, what’s your name?”

With her clear, big eyes, Little Luoluo gently introduced herself, “My name is Shi Luoluo.”

“Shi Luoluo? So what’s Huanhuan to you?” Mo Weiyi asked again.

“Huanhuan’s my sister.”

“And how old are you this year?”

“I’m five years old this year.”

“Ah, so you’re only five.”

“…”

The adult and the child were passionately engaged in conversation. Even though Mo Weiyi was an adult, her speaking voice was just as soft as Little Luoluo’s, and her tone had a bit of a coquettish feel.

Tu Youran stood on the side, remaining silent, just quietly observing Mo Weiyi.

Her meticulous and appropriate makeup, soft and wavy medium-length hair, revealing a subtly sultry and gentle air. Her eyes were filled with conceit and innocence.

And her clothes were simply yet fittingly put together. A dazzling diamond ring adorned her left hand, a string of jade bracelets on her wrist, brilliantly green against her white skin.

In short, at first glance, she was a well-bred girl who lived in comfort and privilege. Her pure, clean smile reminding one of an innocent little princess.

Thinking about the man just now by Mo Weiyi’s side, his temperament, his figure, his looks; all were sights rarely seen.

Shi Huan actually knew people of such high status?

No wonder she looked down upon Zhu Mingpeng earlier and slipped away early.

The elevator reached the 18th floor. Mo Weiyi stood up to leave, “Luoluo, I’m leaving. Next time, let Huanhuan take you to play with me.”

“Goodbye, sister.” Little Luoluo waved her little hand.