Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

"Tingchu, is something wrong? I was just saying I'd have a couple of drinks with you tonight..."

"Dad, I'm off today," the man said.

Wen Xi was taken aback.

"Then stay here and don't go back. Your mom and I will cook for you tonight." Wen Shiyuan rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

"Great, Dad, I'm in for a treat! I'll help you out." The man ignored her warning look.

The father and son entered the kitchen one after the other. Wen Shiyuan handed him a floral apron, which he skillfully tied around his waist and then drew a kitchen knife.

Wen Xi's eyes almost popped out.

What happened? She fell out of favor so quickly?

So, who is the biological child?

The two were inseparable, like a father and son who had been separated for many years and finally reunited.

Wen Shiyuan held his hand as he chopped vegetables, and even personally taught him how to cut kidney slices to make them look better.

"Tingchu, you need to make a horizontal cut like this... then the waist-shaped cut will spread out and look more like a flower. Yes, like this... keep this angle."

"Be careful with the pressure; don't use too much force, or it will break."

"Is that so, Dad?"

"Hmm, this child is teachable."

What a touching scene of father-son affection!

Wen Xi stood at the kitchen doorway, rubbing her eyes several times. She couldn't believe her eyes.

Soon, Xie Chunxi and Grandma Wen returned from their walk and were thrilled to see He Tingchu working so hard in the kitchen. They all gathered around to watch him chop vegetables.

I couldn't help but give a thumbs up and shower him with praise, no matter how exaggerated.

"Your knife skills are amazing, Tingchu. How do you know how to cook?" Grandma Wen asked.

"When I was studying in the US, I couldn't get used to Western food, so I made it myself... I didn't know how at first, but I gradually learned by watching videos," He Tingchu answered earnestly.

"He's really capable... My grandson-in-law, Qiqi has struck gold."

What do you mean she struck gold?

In the bright light, the man lowered his eyes, his expression focused, and his hands moved with practiced ease.

A few strands of hair fell naturally to her forehead. When he looked up at her, their eyes met, and Wen Xi was stunned for a moment.

A barely perceptible blush flashed across her fair face.

There's a slight loosening somewhere.

"Oh, Qiqi loves steamed fish the most. Come on, Tingchu, let's go to the market with Mom to pick one out." Xie Chunxi seemed to remember something.

"Mom, I'm going too." Wen Xi quickly went to the entrance to change his shoes.

"What are you going to do? You don't know how to choose. Come and play chess with me." Wen Shiyuan interrupted her spellcasting.

And so, Xie Chunxi, all smiles, took He Tingchu's arm and left the house. After their father-son display of affection, they began to put on a show of mother-son affection. Tsk tsk.

He Tingchu is truly charming.

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As soon as the two entered the market, Xie Chunxi abruptly pulled her arm away, creating some distance between them.

"Tingchu, don't blame me for being talkative, I know that your marriage to Qiqi was sudden and you didn't have any emotional foundation, but I only have one daughter, Qiqi. As a mother, I don't expect you to be loving and affectionate, but I hope you can treat each other with respect and not let her suffer. I'm begging you." His voice was hoarse and trembling with pleading.

"Mom, I..." He Tingchu was speechless for a moment, feeling a heavy tightness in his chest.

"When we're alone, you'll feel more comfortable calling me Aunt Xie. I know you were pushed out by Yufeng to save the day. The He family has designs on Kangde. Of course, Yufeng also saved the Wen family. I understand return on investment, and your Uncle Wen and I won't let Yufeng's money go to waste."

Over the years, Yufeng has never invested in the medical sector. There must be a reason why you chose Kangde. I don’t want to delve into what that reason is, because right now, Kangde does need your funds. But, 77 is my bottom line. If you cross that line, don’t blame me…” Xie Chunxi’s eyes suddenly turned cold.

Xie Chunxi had been holding back some things in her heart for a long time, and she wanted to say them all at once.

She first tried to be polite, then resorted to force, adopting the attitude of an elder disciplining a younger person.

He Tingchu stood up straight, his palms clenched.

"Mom...no, Auntie, I entered into this marriage voluntarily. No one in the He family can force me. Every decision I make is based on my own conscience. I have no ulterior motives towards Kant. Whether you believe it or not, I don't want you to have any prejudice against me."

"You can't generalize and condemn all people with the surname He, can you? As for dealing with my father in the future, He Youjun, I hope you and Uncle Wen will be very cautious... He's a very normal businessman." He Tingchu said, softening his tone, his eyes clear and unwavering.

...

Xie Chunxi was stunned. Could it be that she had really misunderstood the child?

"Tingchu, I'm sorry, I was just being paranoid. I was just worried that Qiqi would be wronged."

"Mom, I understand. You don't need to blame yourself. Now that I'm married to Qiqi, I will take on the responsibilities and obligations of a husband. I can assure you that I will not let Qiqi suffer any injustice."

As you said, Qiqi and I have no feelings for each other, but this allows us to cooperate better without personal feelings, and to make calm and objective judgments. This marriage certificate also gave me what I wanted, so it's a win-win situation for both me and the Wen family. After Qiqi and I got married...

Life will soon return to normal. After the Kant crisis is resolved, I will take the initiative to divorce Qiqi. She will still be free. Of course, during our marriage, I will give her absolute respect and trust as Mrs. He.” He Tingchu’s tone was sincere and frank.

They adopted a serious and solemn demeanor, as if they were reporting on the work of the government.

Xie Chunxi felt embarrassed, and her eyes showed even more guilt towards He Tingchu.

In Xie Chunxi's eyes, He Tingchu was still a child.

What mistakes could a child possibly make? It's always the adults who are at fault.

She's a bit too strict with the children.

This conversation wasn't entirely useless; it temporarily eased the tension between the two of them.

These past few days, the huge weight that had been pressing on Xie Chunxi's heart has finally begun to ease.

But he actually said he wanted a divorce?

She didn't really like hearing that.

Divorce is never a good thing.

But upon closer reflection, her daughter's free-spirited and romantic nature is not a good match for the steady and conservative He Tingchu.

That's good, as both of them still have a chance to choose again.

"I was being petty, Tingchu. Your personality is indeed not a good match for Qiqi's, so I was happy when Qiqi chose Tingyou. Qiqi is very oblivious when it comes to relationships, while Tingyou seems to be very good at making girls happy... As for you, you're more like a work machine without any feelings." Xie Chunxi laughed as she said this.

His mother-in-law said he was like a machine, which is hardly a compliment.

"Qiqi has no romantic experience and is quite clumsy when it comes to relationships. She's still a naive child. Tingchu, I'm entrusting Qiqi to you. You're so smart, I believe you'll understand immediately... Of course, if you two can get along well, maybe you'll develop feelings for each other. Sooner or later you'll realize that Qiqi deserves all your goodness." Xie Chunxi patted He Tingchu's hand.

Xie Chunxi's words made him think: if they get along well, they might develop feelings for each other.

Would Wen Qiqi agree?

After their conversation, the two entered the room with relaxed expressions. They had just changed into slippers when…

"Tingchu, come in and help Mom out..."

"Okay, Mom." He Tingchu obediently went into the kitchen.

Wen Xi felt like she had seen a ghost today. How could everyone be broken through by this block of ice so quickly?

She kept glancing suspiciously into the kitchen, which caused her to lose the chess game terribly – a truly unbelievable sight.

He lost interest in playing chess with Wen Shiyuan and went back to his study to read.

The food is ready.

"Tingchu, go to Qiqi's room and call her for dinner."

He Tingchu knocked on the door, then opened it to find Wen Xi lying on the bed reading a book.

A life-size doll lay beside her on the bed, He Tingyou's face so repulsive and conspicuous, her arm pressed against his repulsive face.

Wen Xi turned around and saw the man's deep gaze fixed on the doll's face.

"You're mistaken... This isn't He Tingyou's face..." She plopped down on the doll.

He Tingchu's face instantly darkened even more.

Unexpectedly, his wife had this kind of fetish.

"Dinner's ready."

"Oh, you go out first, I'll be right there." Wen Xi really wanted to dig a hole and bury himself right there.

He Tingchu turned around, the room door closed, she picked up "He Tingyou" and rummaged through drawers and cabinets, then unceremoniously threw it into the large wardrobe.

[Are you crazy? Why did you bring this thing to Haicheng...?] Wen Xi's face clearly showed his embarrassment.

Would He Tingchu think she was a pervert?

He actually fantasized about his brother.

Her image as a perfect wife has now fallen into a cesspool, and there's no point in trying to salvage it.