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The door was opened by the Mother-in-law, and upon seeing him carrying several bags, a look of surprise flashed across her face.
"Wen Bo, what is this?"
"Mom, I just came to see you and Dad," Li Wenbo forced a smile, his tone somewhat stiff.
The Mother-in-law let him into the house, where his father-in-law was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. He merely nodded in acknowledgment without saying a word. The atmosphere in the room felt oppressive, making Li Wenbo even more anxious.
"Is Dad and Mom Fang Jingzhu here?" Li Wenbo took a deep breath and mustered the courage to ask.
"Is Dad and Mom Fang Jingzhu here?" His voice was as dry as sandpaper scraping against itself.
The Mother-in-law noticed his tension and unease, pulling him down onto the sofa with a concerned look in her eyes. "Wen Bo, is there something going on between you and Fang Jingzhu?"
Li Wenbo hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided to come clean. He recounted his visit to the city to see Dai Xinyi, explaining that he only wanted to persuade her to let go of the past and start anew. However, he hadn't expected to act impulsively and create misunderstandings.
He took out his phone and handed the photo to the Mother-in-law. "Mom, this is how it is. I admit I made a mistake, and I am willing to bear all the consequences."
After looking at the photo, the Mother-in-law's expression didn't change much; instead, she sighed and patted Li Wenbo's hand. "Wen Bo, I know you are a good kid, and your feelings for Fang Jingzhu are genuine. But sometimes, feelings can be complicated; we all need time to think and process."
Li Wenbo anxiously asked, "What about Fang Jingzhu? How is she doing now?"
"Fang Jingzhu isn't in a good mood; she's locked herself in her room," the Mother-in-law said with a hint of worry. "You should go back for now. I'll discuss it with her dad and get back to you."
Li Wenbo left his in-laws' house like a convict granted temporary reprieve, feeling lost as he returned home. He collapsed onto the sofa, his mind blank. The agony of waiting felt like torture; every minute stretched painfully long.
Meanwhile, Fang Mu informed Fang Fu about Li Wenbo's visit and his explanation. Upon hearing this, Fang Fu exploded with anger, slamming his teacup down onto the coffee table, splashing tea everywhere. "That Li Wenbo! How dare he show his face here! What does he take our Fang Jingzhu for? A plaything that he can summon and dismiss at will?"
Fang Mu remained relatively calm, trying to soothe her husband's emotions. "Old Fang, don’t be too agitated. Wen Bo explained himself; he just—"
"Explained? What is there to explain? The photo says it all! What else is there to say?" Fang Fu interrupted angrily. "He’s just a wishy-washy guy! He was fine with Dai Xinyi before; suddenly he’s with Fang Jingzhu, and now he goes back to Dai Xinyi! What does he want? Does he treat our Fang Jingzhu's feelings as a joke?"
"But Fang Jingzhu really liked Wen Bo," Fang Mu said softly.
"Can liking someone be eaten like food? Can liking someone justify being toyed with emotionally?" Fang Fu cut her off mercilessly. "I absolutely do not agree with their reconciliation! Fang Jingzhu deserves someone better!"
Fang Mu sighed, knowing her husband's temperament well enough to only advise gently, "Let’s give Fang Jingzhu some time to cool off first; we can talk again when she has sorted things out."
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