Chapter 6: 6

When Jiang Wangshu arrived at the cafe, Duan Long and Jiang Wenyi were already there, waiting for him. He walked up to them, sat down and politely greeted, “Madam.”

 

Duan Long eyed him from top to bottom and said with a smile, “Wangshu hasn’t changed much in the past two years. Just a bit taller.”

She then called for the waiter and ordered a glass of lemonade for him. “I remember you liked lemonade?”

With a tranquil smile, he said, “That’s right, Madam.”

 

After the waiter left, Duan Long stirred her coffee, and stared at Jiang Wangshu without talking.
Jiang Wangshu was still calm. Jiang Wenyi, on the other hand, was anxious to ask him, “Are you really divorced from Xiuze?”

“Yes,” Jiang Wangshu replied.

 

“Let me see the divorce certificate.”
“It’s at home.”

 

While they were talking, Duan Xiuze pushed the cafe’s door open and looked around for them. He soon found them and came over to sit beside Jiang Wangshu.

 

When Jiang Wenyi saw Duan Xiuze’s hands and head wrapped in gauze, he indignantly scolded Jiang Wangshu, “Is this how you take care of Xiuze?”

Duan Xiuze answered for him, “He didn’t do it. I had an accident.”

 

As soon as those words came out, Duan Long couldn’t sit still. She stared at Duan Xiuze with concern, “An accident? You didn’t tell me about an accident? Do you not still think of me as your mother?”

 

Duan Xiuze looked away with an “Er,” and said, “Well, I’m not dead. There’s no need to tell you.”

 

Duan Long took a deep breath, “Come home with me,” she said as she exhaled.

Duan Xiuze had already planned to go home, but now that Duan Long had asked him to, he impulsively wanted to rebel. He said, “I won’t.”

 

“You’re divorced. What are you still doing here?” Duan Long asked.

Duan Xiuze went quiet. You could practically hear the gears turning in his head.

 

Duan Long scoffed, “What excuse are you thinking of?”

“Wait, I’m almost done coming up with something.”
Duan Long: “…”

 

After a while, Duan Xiuze solemnly said, “Well, I still have work to do. I’ll go back when it’s done.”

“But aren’t you an unemployed youth?” Jiang Wenyi cut in.

 

Duan Xiuze dumbfoundedly looked at Jiang Wangshu, who nodded at him.

 

Was he that useless after graduation?

Was he such an idle bum?

Duan Xiuze was utterly shocked.

 

Duan Long sensed something off and asked, “Did you hit your head somewhere?”
“I lost my memory. I only remember the things from before I was 17,” Duan Xiuze confessed.

 

Duan Long furrowed her brows then slowly eased them out again. She said, “Then you should go back with me.”

 

“I’ll go back when I want to,” Duan Xiuze resolutely said.

 

Once Duan Xiuze arrived, Duan Long and Jiang Wenyi’s eyes were no longer on Jiang Wangshu. All he had to do was quietly drink his lemonade until the three were finished with their chat.

 

Duan Long didn’t mention a word about their marriage, but the implicit meaning was clear.
They had made a mistake. It was now time to return to the right path.

 

But this seemingly nonchalant attitude was enough to make people feel like a thorn was stuck in their throats.

 

Duan Long didn’t have many requirements for Duan Xiuze. As long as he goes back as soon as possible, she could still leave the cafe with a smile. On her way out, she said to Jiang Wangshu, “Then would it be all right for Wangshu to look after Xiuze until he comes home?”

 

Jiang Wangshu composedly replied, “Please don’t worry, Madam. I’ll make sure to take good care of Xiuze.”

Duan Long took his hand and patted it, “Good boy, it must be hard for you.”

 

After Duan Long and Jiang Wenyi left, Duan Xiuze said to him, “My mother still treats you like she used to. I guess I worried too much, thinking that she would bully you.”

 

Jiang Wangshu glanced at him and asked, “Young Master, do you want me to take you back to the hotel?”

“Uh, are you angry?” Duan Xiuze awkwardly asked back.

 

“Shouldn’t I be?”
“… Why are you angry?”

 

“Because when you came here, your left foot entered the door first[1].”

Duan Xiuze: “…”

 

Jiang Wangshu didn’t continue to look at Duan Xiuze’s stupefied face. He said, “Your mother asked me to take care of you, but it seems that you don’t need it. Can you go back by yourself?”

 

“Of course I can.”
Jiang Wangshu nodded, “Alright. I’ll be heading back, then.”

 

With that, Jiang Wangshu got ready to leave, but Duan Xiuze suddenly reached out and held his hand.

 

Jiang Wangshu looked back at him, while Duan Xiuze was still startled by the soft touch of his palm. He quickly let go and scrambled to explain, “I didn’t mean—”

 

“What is it, Young Master?” Jiang Wangshu patiently asked him.

Duan Xiuze frowned when he heard it, “Don’t call me that.”

 

“Ah but I’m serving you – taking care of you.”
Duan Xiuze: “….”

 

“Young Master, can I go now? You’re not in class. I have to go to work.”

Duan Xiuze had no choice but to say, “Then be careful on your way.”

 

“And to the Young Master as well. Be careful on the way back to the hotel, ‘kay?”

See, “’Kay” was obviously a lively particle, but when it was said by Jiang Wangshu, it had a very strange feel to it.

 

Duan Xiuze had no words left to say.

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When on earth did he offend this ancestor?

 

Jiang Wangshu left without looking back.

 

Duan Xiuze stood in place for a long time. He felt inexplicably empty in his heart. Maybe it was the bad weather today.

 

–

When Jiang Wangshu returned to the company, his student-like attire startled everyone there.

On this day, the staff of the company became much more lively.

 

“The boss looks so young today. It’s like he’s a college student.”

“I heard that the boss has only graduated for two years. Apparently he’s only twenty-four. It’s not too different from actual college students.”

 

“Nonono, the boss is 23 and graduated from B University. Last year, he was invited to B University as an excellent alumnus to give a speech.”

“How’d you know?”

“I’ve worked here for more than two years, I think the boss’ partner also works here. They’re one of the major shareholders of the company.”

 

“… Oh, but have you noticed? The boss took off his ring. He might’ve gotten a divorce.”

“Yes, yes, yes, I saw it. He took off the ring yesterday.”

“No! I’ve met our boss. He’s so handsome! How could he get divorced!!?”

……

 

Zhao Yu also saw the chat records in the group. Thinking about Jiang Wangshu’s recent demeanor, he realized that the gossip about Jiang Wangshu’s divorce was probably true.

 

He got up, picked up a plan and knocked on Jiang Wangshu’s office.

 

After Jiang Wangshu let him in, Zhao Yu quickly glanced at his desk. As expected, he didn’t see the couples photo.

It seemed that Jiang Wangshu had put it away.

 

Zhao Yu was elated. He lowered his voice to ask him, “Boss, can you take a look at this?”

Jiang Wangshu took the document in his hand, opened it, and looked it over carefully. He didn’t have the chance to notice Zhao Yu’s eager eyes.

 

Before long, he received a call. Jiang Wangshu picked up his phone and saw that it was Meng Wen. He felt a little tired, but he still answered. Meng Wen’s voice soon came over, “Hey… I’m at C City right now. Do you want to meet up?”

 

Jiang Wangshu frowned and said, “Sorry, I’m busy. I don’t think I‘ll have the time.”
After a pause, he added, “Duan Xiuze is still here. You can go find him instead.”

 

“Ah, that’s okay. I’ll be in C City for a while. Just pick a time when you’re free,” Meng Wen said.
Jiang Wangshu politely replied, “Alright.”

 

After seeing hm hanging up, Zhao Yu asked, “Who was it, Boss?”
“A friend,” Jiang Wangshu indifferently said.

 

Zhao Yu didn’t say any more and continued with his work.

 

–
In a different place, Duan Xiuze also received a call from Meng Wen. He asked him to come out to get together. Duan Xiuze had nothing else planned, so he happily agreed.

 

Duan Xiuze went back to the hotel to change his clothes. He took a taxi to the teahouse Meng Wen told him about. He ordered Longjing tea and some refreshments. Just after finishing half a cup, Meng Wen arrived.

 

Duan Xiuze and Meng Wen were two types of handsome men. Duan Xiuze’s eyebrows and eyes were like Duan Long’s. Those of which are bright and sharp on Duan Long, but on him, they’re extremely sunny and handsome. He also shaved his head flat, making him look manly with his muscular arms.

Meng Wen, on the other hand, was more of the pretty kind. Beautiful and somewhat feminine, but also quite tall. He was either one meter eight or nine. He had a clean but not weak air to him, a bit fresh as well.

 

The two had been very close since childhood. First of all, they had similar family backgrounds, the both of them were family friends. From the moment they opened their eyes, they could see at each other in open-crotch pants. Naturally, the relationship was so good that it didn’t need to be said.

 

When Duan Xiuze saw him coming, he poured him a cup of tea and asked, “So why’d you come to C City? I told my mother I’d stay for a few more days and then go back. Are you trying to be a lobbyist?”

 

Meng Wen said, “No way.”
He took a sip of his tea and continued, “What do you think of Jiang Wangshu?”

 

Duan Xiuze deplorably said, “Are you here to see my joke?”
“I’ve had to see your joke for a long time now. I just wanted to ask you if it was necessary to divorce Jiang Wangshu.”

 

Duan Xiuze stared at him, feeling a little strange, “You’re really weird. You clearly told my mother about my divorce with him not long ago. Now you’re here to come persuade me to make peace?”

 

“I’m worried about you. Did the doctor say how to cure your memory loss?”
“The doctor said it would probably take a year to naturally absorb itself.”

 

Meng Wen muttered, “One year…”
“Yeah, it usually takes a year to absorb any blood stasis. I still don’t remember what happened after I was 17.”

 

“When you said you wanted a divorce, did Jiang Wangshu really agree?”
“He did.”

 

“Mn, he doesn’t seem to like you very much,” Meng Wen commented.

 

He also didn’t think that Jiang Wangshu liked nor cared about him much, but now that Meng Wen was the one who said it, why was it so uncomfortable?

 

After a pause, Meng Wen asked, “In that case, can I chase him?”
Duan Xiuze: “?!?”

 

He blankly stared at Meng Wen in pure astonishment, “The heck? Dude, I just got divorced!”

 

“Well, I’ve been secretly in love with him for seven years now. I didn’t expect you to beat me to the chase. Now that you’re divorced, can’t I chase him?” Meng Wen frankly explained himself.

 

Meng Wen reached out and forcibly grasped Duan Xiuze’s hand. He shook it up and down, and half-assedly pleaded, “Brother Ex-Husband, please take care of me~!”

 

Duan Xiuze resisted, “I just lost my memory… If you do, once I recover my memory, we can’t be brothers anymore—”

 

“I just need to catch up with Jiang Wangshu within a year.”
Duan Xiuze was still dumbstruck, what kind of brother is this?

 

WIth a mischievously grin, Meng Wen said, “And who needs a brother when they have a wife? Don’t you think so?”
He then added, “I’ll give you some wedding candies later.”

 

Duan Xiuze: “….”

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