My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 190:190, President Huo’s image has collapsed.

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Huo Jingshen’s handsome face darkened, “What does it matter if you saw it?” “This car of yours is way too expensive and flashy. What if my classmates see it and think I’m being kept by a rich old man?”

Huo Jingshen’s handsome face instantly turned even darker, “Am I… a rich old man?”

Su Wanwan:”…”

“You think your handsome and attractive husband is an old man?”

Su Wanwan chuckled dryly, “I’m running late, I should be going.”

She quickly turned to get out of the car. However…

With a “click” sound, the car door locked.

It wouldn’t budge.

“Explain before you leave.” His voice was cold and angry, “Who’s the old man, hmm?”

Su Wanwan turned to glare at him, exasperated, “Can’t you be a bit more mature?”

She felt like ever since they got married, his cool demeanor had completely collapsed!

Forget feeling mature and elegant, now he’s just acting like a brat!

Huo Jingshen glanced at her, raising an eyebrow leisurely upon hearing her comment.

Su Wanwan’s cheeks went red.

Going home for the weekend had been an ordeal.

Such a shameless man!

Huo Jingshen gave a low chuckle, his eyes twinkling with amusement and radiance as the morning sunlight poured in through the car window, casting a golden glow on his features.

Damn old fox!

This is the first time she’s found an older man attractive.

With her cheeks flushed, she looked at him, a hint of embarrassment unknowingly surfacing in her eyes.

In the past, Su Wanwan really despised the smell of smoke, even feeling nauseous at the slightest whiff.

But now, she’s not sure if it’s because she’s spent too much time with him but she has actually gotten used to his smoky scent.

In fact, sometimes she even finds it… attractive…

“Good girl, let’s go.”

“…Oh.”

Su Wanwan got out of the car in a daze, not even sure how she managed.

It wasn’t until the black Mu Shang car slowly drove away and the powerful prelude of “Athlete’s March” suddenly rang out from within the campus that she snapped back to reality. She quickly covered her flushed cheeks with her hands.

Oh my god, did my classmates see…?

No one should have noticed, right?

Su Wanwan quickly took a look around, then hastily darted into the school entrance.

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After searching for 10 minutes, Su Wanwan finally found her class lines, slipped quickly into the girl’s line, and stood at the very back.

Still, someone came over to pick a fight.

“Su Wanwan, could you please come earlier next time? All the classmates are here, except you. Do you even feel sorry?” reprimanded Lin Qiao, clad in South University’s uniform and looking every inch the role model student.

Su Wanwan pressed her lips together, “Got it, Committee Member Lin.”

Lin Qiao was the literature and arts committee member in their class.

Lin Qiao glared at her and turned around, “Everyone, be quiet! The flag-raising ceremony is about to start. Be respectful!”

Su Wanwan rolled her eyes.

She just couldn’t be bothered with her.

Such a petty official, she’s acting like a big shot!

Soon, the flag-raising ceremony was over.

Su Wanwan didn’t see Mo Weiyi come over, so she gave her a call, “Weiyi, are you coming to school today?”

“Not going, I’m so tired.”

“What did you do to be this tired?” Su Wanwan asked casually.

“What else could I do? I was making love with Xiaobai.”

“…” Su Wanwan had a face full of black lines.

Do you really need to be so proud and straightforward about that?

“You’re at school by eight thirty? Wanwan, it seems like your Mr. Huo is not up to par, you guys are newlyweds, he should be capable of seven or eight times a night…”

“Erm, I am going to sign up for clubs, you go back to sleep, bye-bye.”

Su Wanwan quickly hung up the phone after saying that.

That Mo Xiaose!

Really, she can’t stop talking about adult content!

She simply cannot have a normal conversation…

“Hey, beautiful!”

“Beautiful!”

“Beautiful lady with the blue bag!”

Su Wanwan finally realized and looked over at the source of the voice.

“Beautiful.”

A chubby senior was smiling cheerfully and waving at her, “Interested in pottery? Come join our pottery club! Only two classes a week and you can earn academic credits!”

Su Wanwan grimaced, “Sorry, I’m not interested in ceramics..”

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