Chapter 129: The Drama Hits Close to Home

Chapter 129: The Drama Hits Close to Home

"You're back?"

"Yes."

"Has he finally made up his mind? He wants a divorce?" Fu Yining was already awake, though still groggy and likely to doze off again.

Hearing the conversation at the door, she struggled to wake up fully.

Yu ZhiLi saw her swaying on the bed and helplessly went over to support her. "If you're tired, just go back to sleep. I won't let them disturb you."

"No, this is too important. I need to be involved!"

With his help, Fu Yining sat up completely.

"Get up, I need to see this for myself!"

"Ningning, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired!"

Even though she had only slept for a few hours, Fu Yining stubbornly insisted.

Yu ZhiLi sighed.

"Alright, I'll go with you."

"Huh? Aren't you going to the company?"

"Something as important as our son's divorce—how could I, as his father, not be there?"

Fu Yining couldn't argue with that.

Last night, she and Yu ZhiLi had talked for a long time, and she learned many "secrets," such as the fact that the one who just left was her biological son, her own flesh and blood.

Finding out the drama was about her, Fu Yining couldn't bring herself to laugh.

She had complained about being thrust into this world with incomplete memories, worried that once her memories returned, she might become a different person.

From the clues she had, Fu Yining pieced together something terrifying: before her, at least two people might have used the body of "Fu Yining"!

The first was the first placeholder, who gave birth to the male lead and was Yu ZhiLi's lover; the second was the second placeholder, the infamous evil mother-in-law from the original book.

Adding her, that made three.

The whereabouts of the first and second placeholders were currently unknown, but Fu Yining possessed the memories of the second placeholder and was slowly recalling the events of the first placeholder.

After talking with Yu ZhiLi last night, Fu Yining finally integrated all the information.

Good news: she was the first placeholder herself.

Bad news: her memories were still incomplete.

According to Yu ZhiLi, the second placeholder had occupied her body for over twenty years, enjoying the benefits of her identity while secretly ruining her reputation, which was why he so despised "her."

He, her parents, and her brother all knew about this, or rather, they couldn't possibly fail to distinguish between her and the second placeholder.

Now that the second placeholder had fled, she had returned.

Where was she while the second person was occupying her body, and why did she lose her memory after returning?

Fu Yining thought she might need more time to find the answer to this question.

"Ningning, I'll go back to my room to change clothes first, okay?"

"Alright."

Breaking out of her thoughts, Fu Yining nodded.

She watched Yu Zhili open the door and leave, a slow smile spreading across her face.

Although she hadn't fully remembered everything yet, she could now openly like this guy, right?

After all, he liked her too. Last night, when she said, "I won't sleep here, I'll go back to my own room, but I didn't say you couldn't follow," he had followed her with a smile.

Fu Yining touched her face and let out a long sigh.

She really wanted to regain her memories fast!

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Question: What should she wear to her son and daughter-in-law's divorce proceedings?

Standing in front of the wardrobe, rummaging through clothes, Fu Yining couldn't help but complain: Her body isn't a piece of clothing; how can anyone just wear it?

Who exactly was that second intruder? Why did they take a liking to her body?

And that naive son of hers, Yu Mingze, who had been ruined by the second person... How could he be her biological son? Wasn't there a mix-up at birth?

Wanting a divorce? Fine!

Anyway, Song Qingyu was pregnant with a new life, so if her stubborn and naive son wanted to throw it all away, then so be it.

He was the one who chose Fang Fei and her daughter. She had nothing more to say.

After changing her clothes, Fu Yining walked out of the room.

Yu Zhili was waiting for her outside.

"Ningning, are you ready?"

"Yes." Fu Yining lifted her chin: "Let's head downstairs!"

Her naive son was getting a divorce, and she couldn't let anything go wrong with it!

"Dad, Mom!"

Yu Mingze saw them and immediately stood up from the sofa.

Across from him sat Song Qingyu.

Even though they were about to divorce, the two of them looked quite harmonious at that moment.

Fu Yining asked, "When are you planning to go out?"

"We'll have to wait until the staff are at work, right?" Yu Mingze scratched his head, "Mom, it's just me and Song Qingyu going out. I'll bring her back unharmed."

"No." Fu Yining shook her head, refusing.

Earlier, Wang Yue had informed her that her dear son Yu Mingze had gone out last night, and when he came back, he started talking about divorce.

Fu Yining had already guessed who he went out to meet.

That mother and daughter, knowing that Yu Mingze was going to divorce, might very well wait for him at the civil affairs bureau.

If they saw Song Qingyu's pregnant belly, Fu Yining couldn’t even imagine what they might do.

Zheng Anran was hard to predict, but Fang Fei, that crazy woman, was unpredictable.

So she and Yu ZhiLi had to go with him.

Fu Yining sat down beside Song Qingyu, holding her hand gently and said, "After we finish the paperwork, let’s go out to eat and celebrate, okay?"

Song Qingyu was moved, and just as she was about to say thank you, she heard Yu Mingze's puzzled voice from across the table.

"Mom, what’s there to celebrate about a divorce? Why don’t you help me plan my wedding with An Ran instead?"

"No time! And we’re celebrating the four of us—it has nothing to do with you."

"...?"

What does it mean it has nothing to do with him? Isn’t he the one getting divorced today?

Besides, four people: his parents, him, Song Qingyu, exactly four.

(The unborn baby: Hey, have you thought about how I feel?)

Yu Mingze glanced nervously at his father and asked Fu Yining, "Mom, I can still come home later, right?"

"Yes, but if you marry Zheng Anran, then don’t come back."

Sure enough, his parents were consistent.

Yu Mingze thought, he and An Ran would need a few months to prepare for the wedding, which should be enough time to persuade his parents.

"Yu Mingze."

"Mom, I’m here!"

Suddenly called by his full name, Yu Mingze instinctively sat up straight.

But Fu Yining just asked, "Are you really going to marry Zheng Anran?"

Yu Mingze's eyes were firm: "Yes, Mom, I’ve made up my mind, I want to marry An Ran!"

He wouldn’t let An Ran wait for him for so many years again!

Such deep affection—Fu Yining almost wanted to applaud him.

But is it really worth giving up the position as the group’s heir for a woman?

"What, what?"

Yu Mingze doubted he had heard wrong.

What does marrying An Ran have to do with giving up the heir’s position?

He looked at Yu ZhiLi, who nodded: "Your mother is right, you want to marry that woman? Fine, but it means you no longer have the heir’s qualification."

"After this morning, I will have someone bring you the documents to sign."

"Dad, I..."

Yu Mingze suddenly hesitated.

How come he didn’t know about this extra condition?