Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 929 - 930 Toxic Fatherly Love 62

Zhang Yu froze when she saw Wu Hao, whom she hadn’t seen in ages. After returning, she checked the surveillance footage at the front gate and knew Feng Min had been here.

Back then, Feng Min looked truly haggard, and then one day, she just never showed up again.

Looking at the visibly aged Wu Hao, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but blurt out, "You, you didn’t divorce Feng Min, did you?"

"Ahhhh," Wu Hao hadn’t expected Zhang Yu to guess it and say it out loud. "Yeah, we divorced."

They actually divorced. Zhang Yu began to understand why Wu Hao seemed so weathered and worn—it must have something to do with his unwashed clothes.

It’s only summer now, so doing laundry should be relatively easy. Come winter, washing these clothes would be an even bigger struggle.

"It seems life really hasn’t been going well for you lately."

"Your clothes aren’t clean, your hair’s all greasy. You’re at least someone working in a stable system—you should pay a bit more attention to your appearance."

"Isn’t it the weekend?" Wu Hao dismissed it casually. "I pay attention on workdays."

Wu Hao had thought life would get much easier after divorcing Feng Min, that things would gradually fall into place.

But to his surprise, ever since the divorce, life had only gotten messier and more frustrating.

"There are only three people in the house, yet there’s so much housework. None of us are home during the day—we’re either at work or at school—yet the floors always seem dirty."

"And even though hardly any meals are prepared at home—since they’re in high school and eat at school, and I usually just grab something outside—the kitchen is still a mess."

"Every day, there’s laundry to do. It’s exhausting."

"And that’s fine, it’s just housework—I can manage, even if it’s tiring."

"But I didn’t expect that even now, in high school, they’re still so disobedient."

"Everyone knows high schoolers should focus on their studies. If they want to date, it can wait until college."

"But no, they insist on dating during high school. Fine, I get it—young love and all that."

"But at least pick someone who’s evenly matched! Instead, they chose someone with such terrible grades—so bad that they only managed to get into a vocational school after middle school."

Wu Hao couldn’t stop himself; he directly cursed out loud.

Zhang Yu looked at Wu Hao in surprise. This guy cared a lot about appearances and almost never cursed in public.

For Wu Jian to anger Wu Hao to the point of cursing in public—it must be no small matter.

Seeing her obvious look of amusement, Zhang Yu said coolly, "Well, didn’t you once give up my mom—a good woman with money who pampered you?"

"You insisted on a woman who would prop up her family. Wasn’t that all for love?"

"Now Wu Jian is doing the same thing. Shouldn’t you be happy? It proves he’s your kid—just as much of a love-struck fool."

"He’s just a teenager. The more you push, the more he’ll want to be with her."

"You might as well stop meddling." Zhang Yu really didn’t think Wu Jian’s relationship with the girl was anything deep and meaningful.

They weren’t even at the same school. Wu Jian was in high school, with classes getting busier and busier. How often could they even meet to go on dates?

Zhang Yu was genuinely offering advice, but Wu Hao wasn’t having it. He looked at her, clearly irritated. "Zhang Yu, I know you have a lot of opinions about me, but you don’t have to be like this."

"If I just let Wu Jian go and don’t care about him, I’ll tell you now—he’ll turn out useless."

"He’s my only son." Wu Hao’s tone was already tinged with impatience.

"Yes, I get it. Wu Jian is your son, so you need to focus on him." Zhang Yu had offered suggestions before, but Wu Hao just didn’t want to listen.

If he didn’t want to listen, so be it. Zhang Yu shrugged. "Then what are you looking for me for?"

"Just to complain about how bad your life is now?" Zhang Yu narrowed her eyes suspiciously at Wu Hao.

"Um, Little Yu, you’ve graduated from college now. Have you thought about your future marriage prospects?" Wu Hao finally brought up the main reason for his visit today.

"What, you want to sell me off?" Zhang Yu’s face immediately darkened.

"I’ll take care of my own matters."

"Oh, by the way, I have a boyfriend already, so stop worrying about it." Zhang Yu casually mentioned having a boyfriend but didn’t say a word about marriage.

"What?" Wu Hao raised his voice, his expression incredulous. "You have a boyfriend? Why didn’t you tell me?"

"What’s his situation?" He had already picked out a man who would be the most advantageous match for him. If Zhang Yu married that person, their family would certainly support him wholeheartedly.

"What does it have to do with you?" Zhang Yu rolled her eyes unceremoniously. "What, you want to act like a father now?"

"If you’re looking out for your own interests, that’s your business. Don’t try to scheme against me."

"As for his background, you don’t need to know."

"You know Grandma doesn’t care about these things. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have agreed to let my mom marry you back then." She took a sip of the bubble tea that had just been delivered.

Wu Hao’s immediate reaction to Zhang Yu’s words was dread—Zhang Yu’s boyfriend must have come from a family with poor financial conditions.

Why would he think that? The reason was simple: if the guy’s family had good prospects, Zhang Yu definitely wouldn’t have used that kind of example.

"He’s only after your family’s house. Use your brain and think clearly," Wu Hao said, wishing he could knock some sense into her.

"Don’t worry, I won’t be as stupid as Mom."

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"And besides, Mom was so love-struck back then, but didn’t you end up leaving the marriage with nothing?"

"Prenuptial agreements, Dad. Look into it."

"Oh, and I know you’re probably already thinking about my inheritance or something. Just so you know, I’ve already made things official. If I die without descendants, aside from leaving a portion of assets to Grandma, everything else will be donated."

"If Grandma passes away before me, I’ll donate everything to establish a Li Cuifen and Zhang Lina Foundation." Zhang Yu knew full well what was on Wu Hao’s mind.

She decided to make it clear in advance—don’t bother holding out hope for such things.

It wasn’t like Wu Hao had never thought about her inheritance. Every time he knew she was traveling, he’d secretly curse her and wonder why she hadn’t died yet.

If she ever did, as her father, he’d be first in line to inherit everything.

But he hadn’t expected Zhang Yu to have written a will already. Internally, he was cursing, but there wasn’t much he could say out loud, after all.

"You’re still so young; why would you do something like that? It’s inauspicious," Wu Hao said, his face long and sour.

"There’s nothing inauspicious about it—it just avoids complications in the future."

"Legally speaking, if something happens to me, you are the first heir."

"You know exactly how much you’ve done for me."

"So, you get it."

"Also, Grandma is the only one who needs to be involved in major decisions in my life."

"As for marriage, I’ve already discussed with my partner that we’ll just register and have a simple meal afterward."

Zhang Yu had gone on a few dates with Feng Ji and knew some of his background. She was certain that, if Wu Hao found out, he would definitely try to take advantage.