Chapter 132: The Number You’ve Dialled Is Currently Unavailable

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Mo Yixuan told his mother everything that he had discovered and after she heard her son’s narrative, Li Qin was completely stunned and her face turned pale.

For some inexplicable reason, her heart ached for her son.

She a.s.sumed that Xia Yuwei was merely lazy, playful, vain and spent money without any self-control, but she did not expect this woman to be so scheming that she staged an accident to get close to Yixuan and even transferred their money to another man. She was even in a questionable relations.h.i.+p with the other man.

She couldn’t understand how Yixuan could be so unlucky that both the women he married were all scheming with Xia Yuwei taking the cake. She didn’t take care of the house, didn’t love her child, and was even in a questionable relations.h.i.+p with another man. She was truly something else.

Forget it!

Li Qin rubbed at her temple and looked affectionately at her son.

“Yixuan…” She patted his shoulder and said in a low voice. “Don’t worry, this time I’m fully supportive of you divorcing Xia Yuwei. As for the child, I’ll send him over to your aunt’s place. The next time she threatens to jump or commit suicide, we’ll just ignore her threats. You should employ the best lawyer so that no matter what, even if we have to spend a lot , we must obtain the custody of the child.

In the past, she always put up with Xia Yuwei’s antics because Xia Yuwei was the mother of her grandchild. However, she didn’t expect Xia Yuwei to be leeching off their family to secretly funnel money to other people. This woman was not fit to remain in the Mo family.

After Li Qin concluded the discussion with her son, she returned to the room and started to secretly pack their belongings. She would get ready to leave the moment the sky cleared up the next day, to prevent Xia Yuwei from threatening them with her grandson again.

At night, Mo Yixuan continued to sleep in the guest room. He was dressed in a long cotton velvet bathrobe and leaned against the couch with a lit cigarette hanging from his fingers,

A layer of ashes covered the floor.

He smoked f cigarette after cigarette and the smell of smoke got so strong that he choked and started coughing. Yet, he continued to puff on his cigarettes.

After he married Xia Yuwei, he would smoke two packs of cigarettes almost every day and even more when he was frustrated or irritated. He would smoke in the past too but he smoked a lot less then, and even lesser when he was home. However, this had turned into an addiction for him now and he had transformed into a chain-smoker.

He suddenly shut his eyes and the dark circles that rimmed his eyes seemed to have been drawn on for he looked completely exhausted. That woman’s silhouette appeared in his mind yet again.

He remembered that they had never fought from the day they started dating all the way until they got divorced. She always listened to everything he said and never grew angry at him. She had never complained even when he forgot her birthday. Although he thought the days were boring and his work was tiring as soon as he saw her when he returned home, he would feel rea.s.sured and calm. He would never feel as annoyed as he was right now and was never so reluctant to return home.

He dug out his phone and looked at his camera roll. There were very few photos inside the camera but only one photo was of her and it was only her side profile. This was taken by him two years ago and they were still married then. An ap.r.o.n was tied around her waist in the photo and she wore a light blue set of loungewear as she prepared breakfast for him in the kitchen.

Mo Yixuan stared at the photo for a long while, as though he was trying to reconstruct the scene in his mind. Unfortunately, this scene was left in the past and the photo was merely a photo. He hadn’t spoken to her for a few months and it was so long since he had last heard her voice.

“Yan Yan…” He muttered and called out the name in his heart hoa.r.s.ely. He couldn’t help but punch out a series of numbers on his phone.

He had memorized this string of numbers a long time ago.

He pressed the call b.u.t.ton but he received a recorded message:

“We’re sorry, the number you have dialled is currently unavailable. Please try again later.”

His number had been blacklisted since the day they were divorced, and his number was still blacklisted up till this day.