Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 924 - 925 Toxic Fatherly Love 57

Wu Jian furiously lashed out at Feng Min, delivering a torrent of words, then turned and left with his young girlfriend.

"Since you think your nephew is your greatest support, then go ahead and rely on your nephew. Don’t bother thinking about me or Wu Min anymore."

"Kindly step aside, thank you," Wu Jian said politely, asking everyone to make way.

Everyone stupidly made way, initially thinking they were just witnessing parents catching their son in the act of early romance. They were discussing how kids these days lacked sense, but nobody expected there to be so much drama underneath.

Just like that, Wu Jian held his girlfriend’s hand and walked away through the crowd.

The direction he chose to leave was directly toward where Zhang Yu and her group were standing, leading to an unexpected encounter between the siblings in the busy mall.

Wu Jian never expected to meet Zhang Yu in this situation, and his expression turned awkward.

His girlfriend noticed Wu Jian suddenly stop and stare at a woman, her curiosity piqued. "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing," Wu Jian replied, pulling his girlfriend along as they continued walking.

Through the open gaps, Zhang Yu caught sight of Feng Min’s defeated face and felt uneasy.

"Let’s go," Zhang Yu said. There was no need to dig into what had happened. Judging by Feng Min’s despondent expression, Zhang Yu knew the blow must have been serious.

The four of them left; Feng Min lifted her head, prepared to call out to Wu Jian. Despite her previous overreach, it didn’t justify Wu Jian’s early relationship.

But as she looked up, she noticed the surprised expressions of Zhang Yu and her group, and her own expression instantly darkened. She realized the embarrassing scene had been witnessed by Zhang Yu.

She felt like her life was a massive joke. The man she thought would follow her directions was now a mere facade, staying together only for the sake of their child.

She thought she’d raised two relatively sensible children, but even they seemed to harbor significant complaints against her.

Feng Min desperately wanted to turn and leave, but doing so would seem cowardly. After all, it was Wu Jian’s behavior that was out of line—what did she have to feel guilty about?

After flashing a faint smile at Zhang Yu, Feng Min slowly turned and walked away.

Such a major event, involving Wu Hao’s son—there was no reason for her to fret alone. Naturally, their father should share in the concern.

Feng Min hurried off, while Zhang Yu’s group also left in a hurry, though their moods were clearly different.

Wu Hao had initially thought it wouldn’t be easy to gather information about Feng Min’s side, especially concerning her care for her eldest son.

Yet, unexpectedly, the information came so easily. Listening to the details shared over the phone, Wu Hao’s expression grew increasingly grim.

If only one person had said such things, he might have suspected Zhang Yu had colluded with them.

But after consulting several people, Wu Hao realized this wasn’t just hearsay—it was revelation after revelation, leaving him on the brink of collapse.

The more Wu Hao thought about it, the angrier he became. Various obstacles had been thrown his way to prevent him from visiting Zhang Yu, under the premise that they were both remarried couples, each with children. Since each child followed their respective parent, why bother concerning the other?

At the time, their expenses were high, so Wu Hao had simply let the matter slide and completely forgotten about it.

Turns out he had been the ultimate fool, believing every word coming from the other side and obeying without question.

Until Feng Min explicitly mentioned that since they had a child together, they should focus on their own family. Once again, Wu Hao had blindly complied.

Now that he looked back... Ah. He had truly been such an idiot. He no longer wanted to be entangled with someone like Feng Min.

When Feng Min entered the house and saw Wu Hao’s sour expression, she didn’t take it to heart. After all, she had already grown used to his gloomy attitude.

Walking in, she grabbed a glass of water to drink, then began recounting the events at the mall.

She was just about to discuss Wu Jian’s actions and how they should handle the situation, determined they must align their opinions this time.

The mall? Wu Hao recalled Wu Min briefly mentioning today that she was going to visit her parents.

"So, once again, buying things for your good younger brother, younger sister-in-law, and cherished nephew?"

"How long has it been since you bought anything for your own two children? Your family sure hasn’t skimped on receiving your filial generosity."

"Ah yes, who doesn’t know you’re a dutiful daughter?" Wu Hao remarked sarcastically.

Huh? What was going on? Feng Min stared blankly, not understanding why, instead of condemning Wu Jian, Wu Hao was suddenly holding her accountable.

Angered, Feng Min retorted, "Wu Hao, do you mind not meddling in things that don’t concern you?"

"Our son Xiao Jian—he’s... he’s in a relationship!"

"If this continues, even if he gets into high school, what’s next? F University? Can he ever surpass Zhang Yu?" Feng Min clenched her teeth in resentment, furious about Zhang Yu’s presence when she was at her most humiliated.

"Isn’t that just like your eldest son? That kid started dating in middle school, even got someone pregnant."

"But he had a great mother, didn’t he? As soon as she found out, she brought money and rushed to handle it overnight."

"Then, after trade school, he didn’t settle down—flitting from one fling to another. Upon graduation, he went straight into marriage."

"Once more, his wonderful mother stepped in, buying him a house and a car."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Feng Min, I really underestimated you. It seems you’ve raked in quite a bit with your side jobs."

"But all the money you earn goes to your family and your eldest son. As for me and the twins, we rarely cross your mind."

The more Wu Hao thought about it, the more regret consumed him. Had he known things would come to this, he would never have divorced his ex-wife, let alone gotten involved with Feng Min.

Truly, anyone tied to this woman was doomed to suffer.

This thought arose again, and Wu Hao decided he wouldn’t wait any longer. "Let’s get a divorce."

Already weighed down by his own burdens, and finding Feng Min incapable of helping, he figured it would be better to end things sooner.

Otherwise, with the endless pit that was the Feng family, there was no way he could keep supporting it. Cutting his losses now seemed the wisest choice.

What? Feng Min was dumbfounded. She didn’t understand how, in a discussion about Wu Jian’s actions, Wu Hao had brought up her secrets and then proceeded to demand a divorce. "Wu Hao, are you crazy?"

Having fallen out with her family, she had no face to return to them. Even if she could, she didn’t want to. Every visit home cost her dearly, and any hesitation to spend would stir a chorus of passive-aggressive remarks.

"Our relationship is fine; why should we get a divorce? I don’t agree," Feng Min insisted firmly.

"We must divorce," Wu Hao maintained. "There’s no love between us anymore."

"I don’t want to stay with a so-called wife who constantly calculates against me," Wu Hao said with disdain, casting a contemptuous glance at Feng Min.

"Otherwise, I worry you might even sell me off without me realizing."

"I’ve seen through you. You only wanted someone to help raise your eldest son."

"Then, to ensure your precious eldest wouldn’t later bear the burden of caring for you, you had Xiao Jian and the twins."

"Feng Min, I’ve never encountered someone as excessive and cruel as you."

"If you don’t want a divorce, fine. Then repay me the money spent on your son’s wedding. Don’t tell me it was solely your own earnings."

"Let’s split things equally. Your income, your expenditures for your family, and your personal expenses all include my money."

"Pay up," Wu Hao said decisively. "Either divorce or repay me."