After understanding animal language, the villainous girl is guaranteed to become a heartthrob.

Chapter 406 Zhu Xinfeng, let's get a divorce.

Extraordinary saw Rainbow Mother lying on top of a man, her hair damp with sweat and sticking to her cheeks, her face even redder than Rainbow Mother's.

Feifan looked at the man again and felt that he was not as handsome as Rainbow's father.

At this moment, the man's large hands gripped Rainbow's mother's waist, his laughter wild and triumphant. "Am I more powerful, or is he?"

Rainbow Mom laughed: "Is that even a question? Of course you're amazing... In my heart, you've always been number one."

In the living room, Rainbow's father slumped into the sofa, his hands resting on his knees slowly clenching into fists, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy, his face ashen.

Feifan left the bedroom and returned to him, shaking his head with great sympathy, "Your wife is going to become someone else's wife!"

In TV dramas, if this happened, wouldn't they have rushed in and started beating people up?
Although Rainbow Dad couldn't understand Feifan's speech, he gave it a wry smile and said, "Feifan, what do you think I should do?"

Feifan: "Go and fight them!"

Rainbow Dad remained motionless, like a statue.

The twilight outside the balcony gradually faded, dissolving into the thick, dark ink.

Rainbow Dad was completely shrouded in darkness.

Feifan was already asleep on the perch.

"I'm so tired, and I'm starving," Rainbow's mother's voice came through. "Are you hungry?"

"Is it because I was too aggressive?" the man asked.

Rainbow Mom said coquettishly, "You know perfectly well what I'm asking! Let's go out to eat!"

As the footsteps drew closer, a "click" sounded, and the dark living room was instantly illuminated.

"What should we eat..." Rainbow's mother raised her hand to rub her neck, but her voice suddenly stopped.

She stared at the man sitting in the living room, her pupils suddenly contracting. An ominous feeling washed over her, a chill seemed to explode in her veins, and her blood ran backward.

The man behind her, unaware of what was happening, reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, saying, "I'll eat you."

Rainbow's mother spoke with difficulty, "When...when did you come back?"

When she caught sight of the bags of meat and vegetables on the coffee table, her heart sank to the bottom.

Rainbow's father didn't say anything. He turned his head to look over, his gaze falling on the hand on her waist, then slowly moving towards the owner of the hand.

He gazed at that familiar face, and memories long buried in his mind suddenly flooded back. He gave a self-deprecating smile, "So that's how it is."

Rainbow's mother was pale, her eyes filled with panic and unease, "Xiaosong..."

The man standing behind her said, "Xiaosong, it's been a long time. You've taken good care of Xiaofeng."

Chen Xiaosong stared coldly at the other person, his wife's first love, Wang Zhuo, with a gloomy expression.

Back then, Wang Zhuo broke up with Zhu Xinfeng in order to go abroad.

Zhu Xinfeng was sad for a long time, and Chen Xiaosong stayed by her side, helping her forget her sadness and get out of the shadows.

He pursued Zhu Xinfeng for two years before she finally agreed to be with him.

After eighteen years of marriage, he thought the three of them would live happily ever after.

Unexpectedly, one peaceful evening, his wife was at home, in their bedroom, having an affair with her first love who had abandoned her.

Chen Xiaosong felt that these eighteen years had been like a ridiculous drama.

He looked at his wife and asked softly, "What am I to you?"

Zhu Xinfeng avoided his eyes, her gaze darting away. "Xiaosong, let me explain..."

"Okay." Chen Xiaosong nodded. "You explain."

His reaction was unexpected for Zhu Xinfeng. She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Xiaosong, don't blame Xiaofeng," Wang Zhuo said. "It's my fault. I deliberately seduced Xiaofeng."

"I didn't ask you." Chen Xiaosong's tone was indifferent, his eyes filled with disgust.

"Xiaosong, don't do this," Zhu Xinfeng said hurriedly.

Chen Xiaosong's gaze fell on her face. After a moment of silent staring, he raised his fist and slammed it into Wang Zhuo's face. "Xiaosong!" Zhu Xinfeng cried out in alarm, quickly stopping him. "Xiaosong, stop!"

Chen Xiaosong didn't stop; he wanted to know what his wife, whom he had pursued for two years, dated for three years, and married for eighteen years, would do.

Zhu Xinfeng was afraid that Wang Zhuo would get hurt, and when she saw that Chen Xiaosong was about to hit someone, she opened her mouth and bit his arm.

The sudden pain brought Chen Xiaosong's confused mind to a state of unusual clarity.

He looked down at the bright red teeth marks on his arm, and his frenzied expression turned calm.

Zhu Xinfeng squatted down beside Wang Zhuo, her face full of anxiety and concern: "Zhuo, how are you? Does it hurt?"

His wife's gentle words were like a merciless blade, each word a slow, agonizing torture in his heart.

Wang Zhuo held her hand and weakly shook his head, "It's alright, Xiao Feng, this is what I deserve."

Zhu Xinfeng shook her head vigorously, "Azhuo, don't say such things."

Chen Xiaosong walked silently towards the study.

Feifan saw Zhu Xinfeng help Wang Zhuo sit on the sofa and gently inquire about his injuries.

In the blink of an eye, the two kissed again.

It quickly turned around and said, mimicking something it had seen in a TV drama, "It's an eyesore."

After seeing Wang Zhuo off, Zhu Xinfeng sat quietly on the sofa for a while before getting up to go to the study to find someone.

Chen Xiaosong stood by the window, gazing at the deep night, his heart filled with complex emotions and deep pain.

Despite his years of meticulous care, he still couldn't compare to Wang Zhuo.

In Zhu Xinfeng's heart, he was nothing.

She didn't love him, nor did she care about him.

"Tuk-tuk-"

There was a knock on the study door from the outside.

He remained silent, and then there was another knock on the door.

This time, Zhu Xinfeng pushed open the door and walked into the study, softly calling out, "Xiaosong."

Chen Xiaosong had his back to her and didn't react at all.

Zhu Xinfeng's hands were clasped together nervously. "Xiaosong, let me explain. That day, Wang Zhuo and I just wanted to get together, have a meal, and catch up, but we didn't expect to both get drunk..."

Chen Xiaosong closed his eyes, turned to look at her, and said calmly, "You were drunk that day, but what about today?"

Zhu Xinfeng was speechless.

Chen Xiaosong chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Not only do you not care about me, you also disrespect our family. You actually brought him home, to our bedroom, to our bed..."

Zhu Xinfeng lowered her head in self-reproach and choked out, "Xiaosong, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"I'll only ask you one question," Chen Xiaosong said coldly, "In your heart, who is more important, me or Wang Zhuo?"

Zhu Xinfeng hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Xiaosong, of course you are very important to me..."

"Stop talking," Chen Xiaosong interrupted her. "I already know the answer. Zhu Xinfeng, let's get a divorce."

"Do you really want a divorce?" Zhu Xinfeng asked.

"Yes."

"it is good."

She agreed so readily.

The sarcasm in Chen Xiaosong's eyes deepened, and his heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave.

He took a deep breath. "But I have one request."

"Do you want me to leave with nothing?" Zhu Xinfeng asked instinctively.