My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 2015: Chapter 2017: Jiang Nuan vs Fu Yi 18

Fu Yi picked up the one hundred yuan on the table only after she left, glancing at the price list on the wall.

A cup of coffee costs 38.

They ordered two cups of coffee, two times 38 equals 76.

She was really generous, giving him a breakup fee of twenty-four yuan.

...

Jiang Nuan held her breath as she left the coffee shop.

Stepping out the door, the sunlight spilling all over the street shone on her, clearly so warm, yet her mood was so chaotic that she couldn’t even enjoy sunbathing.

She left in such a hurry, she didn’t even say a word to Nanny Li.

Jiang Nuan annoyedly took out her phone, hesitating over what excuse to give Li Qing later.

Just then, a round yellow ball came chasing after her.

"Toothbrush?"

The yellow dog barked joyously at her, "Woof woof!"

It dashed to her in a single bound, crouching at her feet with its tongue out, panting, its wet eyes obedient and endearing.

Seeing Jiang Nuan looking at it, it happily stood up again, jumping on the spot, barking at Jiang Nuan.

It seemed to be saying, "Are we going home? Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go home together."

Jiang Nuan, both annoyed and amused, patted its head to make it sit down, "Baby, your mom is staying at a hotel. Hotels don’t allow pets, I can’t take you with me."

She tilted her head, petted the dog again, and mused, "I wonder if your dad would let me take you abroad. I’ll ask him when we sign the divorce papers."

"Woof!"

The yellow dog seemed to understand her words.

Jiang Nuan couldn’t help but chuckle, her round almond-shaped eyes curling up like crescents. She bent down to kiss the dog’s head, "Actually, you’re pretty well off with him. His house is big and rich, you can run around the yard as you please, and there are servants to take care of you. If you follow me abroad, I can’t afford a servant. At the research institute, you’d have to wait at home alone, the dog food wouldn’t be as good as what he buys. He even often makes nutritious dog meals for you. I can’t cook, with me, you’d only have to eat the northwest wind..."

The more she talked, the more she felt like she wasn’t even as good as a dog.

She liked someone for ten years, successfully tricked the other into marrying her for two years, and after twelve years, he still treated her worse than he did the Toothbrush.

In two years of marriage, she could count the number of times she ate his home-cooked meals on one hand.

She petted the dog’s head, reluctantly straightened up, and bid farewell to the dog with her bag over her shoulder, "Alright, Mommy’s leaving. You go back."

"Woof woof!"

Jiang Nuan hated to leave it, but with Fu Yi inside, she had to go. She gritted her teeth, took one last look at the yellow dog, and resolutely turned away...

Fu Yi gazed at the small woman outside, her smile, her warmth, finally watching her walk away. He waved his hand, his voice low, "Toothbrush."

The yellow dog watched Jiang Nuan’s fading figure, then looked back at its master calling it. After some hesitation, it reluctantly ran back.

Fu Yi tugged at its ear, sneering, "Turns out you’re a male dog, ungrateful white-eyed wolf!"

The yellow dog made an ingratiating bark at him, "Woof."

As he said this, his eyes were glued to the spot on the dog’s head that had just been kissed; a wave of jealousy rose in his heart, "Thinking of divorce, huh?... No way. Looks like the kite string shouldn’t be let too loose; the kite wants its freedom."

He had given her five years of freedom. She got used to the freedom, and her nature got wild; she actually wanted to escape...

He too was jealous of a dog.

He let go of the dog’s ear, mockingly picked up the phone, and dialed a number he hadn’t called in a long time, "Hello, Mom."