Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 928 - 929 Toxic Fatherly Love 61

Nowadays, divorces no longer have a so-called cooling-off period. Wu Hao and Feng Min quickly completed their divorce procedures.

At the doorway, Wu Hao stopped in his tracks and said, "If life outside becomes difficult for you, you can come back home."

"No matter what, you’ll always be Xiao Jian and Xiao Min’s mother." Wu Hao truly didn’t have much confidence in Feng Min.

Upon hearing Wu Hao’s words, Feng Min gave him a direct, unapologetic eye-roll. "Don’t worry, I know how to take care of myself."

"From now on, everything—the two kids, the household—these are your responsibilities."

"If you encounter anything you don’t know how to handle, you can ask your parents, your brothers, or your sister."

Feng Min simply didn’t want to respond to Zhang Yu’s questions. Since the decision had already been made and the divorce finalized, there was no need to maintain further contact.

Watching Feng Min’s face, eager to leave him behind, Wu Hao found it utterly repulsive. He let out a cold snort. "I hope life goes well for you."

"Otherwise, given how unwelcome you are at your own family’s home, it’s going to be miserable. As Wu Jian’s mother, could I truly leave you to fend for yourself?"

"You’re broke right now, so go to one of those so-called friends you always brag about—those like-minded people of yours."

"Didn’t you always claim that everyone in your group was kindhearted and helpful?"

"Now, when a major crisis has hit your household, this is the time for them to lend you a hand."

Wu Hao genuinely didn’t believe those people were as generous as she’d said. Supposedly generous friends usually only talk a good game; when it comes down to actually helping, that’s a different story altogether.

Feng Min’s expression grew increasingly sour. Ever since she stopped joining her old group for meals, drinks, and outings—after realizing she couldn’t afford to keep up financially—it had been a long time since she’d mingled with them.

The last time she saw them gathering, Feng Min excitedly attempted to greet them, only for them to avoid her faster than anyone else.

After encountering such incidents repeatedly, Feng Min eventually understood: if you didn’t truly integrate into certain relationships or circles from the beginning, there’s no point hoping to integrate later.

Feng Min turned and walked away. "I’ll find a place to rent, and once I do, I’ll move my belongings out."

Feng Min wasn’t working with a hefty budget. Since she was still saving for a house, her rental budget remained tight.

After much running around, she managed to find a place—not too far from her workplace, just two subway transfers away.

It was one of those converted studio apartments with a bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen. It was genuinely tiny, leading Feng Min to feel simultaneously out of place and oddly fond of it.

But she had no choice. Given her financial situation, she could only endure it.

Wu Hao brought the divorce certificate home and briefly informed the two kids about his divorce with Feng Min.

The twins probably had some inkling that their parents didn’t get along, so they might feel somewhat sad—after all, it was a divorce—but also because Feng Min wasn’t taking either child with her.

Wu Hao had anticipated countless reactions, imagining their every expression and response to the news. He had prepared countermeasures for every possible scenario.

But the actual outcome left him utterly deflated. Wu Jian and Wu Min, upon learning their parents were divorced and Feng Min was moving out on her own, didn’t show any expression at all.

"Alright, I understand," Wu Jian replied calmly. "Dad, if there’s nothing else, I want to go back to studying."

With that, he turned and went to his room, unwilling to spend another moment with Wu Hao.

Wu Min wasn’t surprised by the news either. Feng Min had long stopped caring about their family; her heart and eyes were fixed solely on her relatives and her elder child. The inevitable result was divorce.

"Dad, I need to go back to studying too." Wu Min noticed Wu Hao’s exhausted expression but didn’t comment on it.

Though she was his precious daughter, Wu Hao hadn’t received even a shred of comfort from her. And as her father, she felt even less inclined to offer any solace.

As he looked at the empty living room, Wu Hao sighed softly. "They’re all unreliable."

These past days, Wu Hao had been consumed by divorce proceedings, which left him no time to address Wu Jian’s issue of early dating.

Despite his simmering resentment towards the two kids after everything, they were still his children.

He couldn’t afford to lose the connection with them after two failed marriages. At least one child had to stay in his corner.

Standing outside his son’s door, Wu Hao opened it directly. "Xiao Jian, can we talk?"

Holding pen and paper, Wu Jian appeared deep in thought, but in reality, his mind was wandering. Hearing Wu Hao’s voice startled him.

His expression darkened briefly. "I get it."

Wu Jian got up and prepared to leave the room, muttering, "I won’t eavesdrop."

Wu Min didn’t raise her head, focused on listening to English vocabulary through her earphones while working through practice problems.

She was genuinely putting in every effort to pass high school entrance exams, but she understood that getting into high school was only the beginning. The real test would be getting into a good college.

She wasn’t interested in comparing herself to others; she only compared herself to Wu Jian. When their middle school exam results came out, her older brother Wu Jian hadn’t held back in mocking and ridiculing her.

Even now, Wu Min vividly remembered Wu Jian’s cutting remarks—they were as sharp as they were hurtful.

She was determined to show Wu Jian that, no matter how smart he thought he was, some people were destined to become nothing more than a Liu Ahdou.

Wu Jian glanced at Wu Min, whose head was buried in her books. His gaze darkened slightly. The sister he’d been familiar with since they were in the womb had become more and more of a stranger to him.

Back then, she’d hated studying, preferring to play and eat good food.

But somewhere along the way, without him realizing when, she’d filled her heart and mind entirely with studying.

Wu Jian disliked how diligent and hardworking Wu Min had become. If she surpassed his scores one day, he could already picture the consequences—he’d undoubtedly face the fallout.

From childhood to now, Wu Jian had always despised Wu Min. This girl was exceedingly annoying; she could charm the elders and was pretty to boot.

Whenever their parents took them to work-related functions, people always claimed how wonderful Xiao Min was. As for him, while there weren’t no compliments directed at him, they were always perfunctory.

To suppress his sister, Wu Jian had invested considerable effort into shaping Wu Min’s temperament—making her more spoiled and less inclined to study.

Things had indeed unfolded the way he’d envisioned; Wu Min had truly fallen behind.

But who would’ve thought she’d suddenly strive to change herself, unexpectedly passing her high school entrance exams? Wu Jian found this intensely displeasing.

Wu Hao spoke with patience and even a hint of sincerity, pouring his feelings into the conversation. But when he glanced up, he saw that his son’s spirit had already wandered elsewhere, his soul seemingly off in another realm.

Normally, Wu Hao would’ve been sorely tempted to punch him, to snap him out of his daze.

But he resisted the urge to strike him. "You’re studying for yourself."

"How your future turns out—that’s solely up to your choices."

"Think it over carefully," Wu Hao advised before recalling the pile of work waiting for him. Making money was more important.

Wu Jian kept those words in mind. If he could slowly change things, it would be a good outcome.

If he decided not to change and insisted on staying with that girl, Wu Hao wouldn’t object. As an old father, he’d offer his blessings.

After all, as a retired government employee with a secure pension and property, Wu Hao knew his life wouldn’t be too bad.

Wu Jian originally thought Wu Hao would launch into a lengthy lecture. To his surprise, he was let off so easily.

While he couldn’t fathom the reason behind it, given the chance to leave, he gladly took it.