The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

“Nothing. I just thought I should go back to my country of origin. My ancestors were all from China, and... that’s it,” said Nalan Chunbo without telling the officer that it was because of a certain girl who was also in China.

The officer nodded and put his stamp on the application form. Nalan Chunbo looked at the stamp on his application form and finally felt at ease.

He received a call from Ye Yuwei who wanted to check on him the moment he stepped out of the office.

“I got everything done. I will go back to B City in the afternoon,” said Nalan Chunbo as he hailed a taxi.

“Feel free to stay at the apartment, we don’t stay there anyway,” Ye Yuwei sighed.

“Don’t worry, the university has arranged for my accommodation,” Nalan Chunbo turned Ye Yuwei’s offer down politely.

“Wen Shan is a lovely girl, Brother, and if you don’t cherish her, somebody else will,” Ye Yuwei said softly as she walked out of her room and stood in the yard that smelled like herbs.

For instance, that math teacher.

“I know,” Nalan Chunbo took a deep breath and sighed as he leaned back against the bench and looked at the sky.

He understood what Ye Yuwei was saying , he just didn’t know what to do about it.

But he was willing to let go of Wen Shan if she and the math teacher had feelings for each other.

He should be able to.

Gu Juexi came out of the house too right after Ye Yuwei ended the call with Nalan Chunbo. Xixi was in the yard playing with Yuan Mo, and her emotions were a lot more stable thanks to the acupuncture.

“I expected him to fight it for a lot longer.” Gu Juexi stood beside Ye Yuwei and mocked Nalan Chunbo while looking at his daughter playing in the yard.

“It doesn’t matter since Wen Shan has gotten over him. I heard that Wen Shan got into some trouble at school?”

Ye Yuwei looked at Gu Juexi when she heard what he said, and asked, “What do you think?”

“I have no comment,” Gu Juexi glanced at Ye Yuwei and left to join his daughter in the yard.

Eleven weeks was a period that was both short and long, and Wen Shan started her career as a teaching assistant after eleven weeks.

Meanwhile, Professor Yin continued to enjoy his vacation in the south. Wen Shan got a text informing her that he wouldn’t be able to make it back on time and that she will have to teach the classes for him.

“I am just a teaching assistant, Professor Yin,” said Wen Shan who was already standing in front of his office.

“Take this as an opportunity and be grateful, Wen Shan. The more classes you teach, the better your CV looks,” said Professor Yin impatiently on the other end of the line.

“Fine then. Would you sign off my attendance record when you are back, Professor?” Wen Shan looked at the textbooks she was holding and asked.

“What attendance?” Professor Yin began to sound angry and asked.

“The attendance for the classes I taught? It is valid only with your acknowledgement, don’t teaching assistants normally—” The line was cut off before Wen Shan could finish, and Mao Cang showed up in front of Wen Shan the next minute and started yelling, “Are you stupid? Professor Yin is giving you the opportunity to practice, and you want your name put in the attendance record?”

“Teacher Mao, shouldn’t the attendance record have the name of the one who actually taught the class? Or does the physics department work differently than the other departments?” Ding Junhui walked over to them from nearby and asked casually