Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

Chapter 507 is a bit strange.

During the meal, Tong Shili felt a pang of pain in her heart as she watched Yi Fanxi and Zhu Xi interact intimately, but she held back her tears and gripped her chopsticks tightly.

Suddenly, she had an urge to find a secluded place and throw herself into Bai Ningxuan's arms for a good cry.

Bai Ningxuan leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I can lend you my shoulder."

Tong Shili's eyes narrowed, and she shook her head, saying, "No need."

For some reason, she didn't want Bai Ningxuan to see her in such a disheveled state. She took a deep breath and continued eating, though she didn't really have much of an appetite.

Tong Shili and Zhu Xi left at some point. She got up to leave as well, but Bai Ningxuan insisted on seeing her off.

"No need, I'm fine on my own." With that, she started to walk out, but Bai Ningxuan came over and naturally took her hand. "I don't like being rejected, let's go."

Tong Shili was taken aback.

After dinner, Chi Moqing placed a fruit platter in front of her and fed her grapes one by one, filling Yan Zuozuo's heart with sweetness. She nestled in his arms, enjoying this leisurely time after her busy schedule.

Looking up at my increasingly handsome and charming husband is a real treat.

Just then, her phone rang. Yan Zuozuo frowned and reluctantly picked it up. A glance at the caller ID seemed to weigh on her heart.

"Youyou, what's wrong?" She glanced at the time; it was 7:20.

They had only been home for a little over an hour, so what did Cao Youyou want to talk to her about?

“Miss Yan.” Cao Youyou’s voice was clearly weak, and she spoke with difficulty. “I just contacted Mr. He… Would you like to wait for him at the Shang’an Cafe? Go now.”

Yan Zuozuo felt helpless, and to be honest, a little annoyed. But she knew Cao Youyou's persistence; even in her current state, she still couldn't forget about meeting her.

"I know, I'm going now."

"Miss Yan, please... go by yourself, don't let your husband come with you, okay?"

Yan Zuozuo frowned, turned to look at Chi Moqing, and then said, "I understand."

After hanging up, she ate the fruit her husband had brought her. "Honey, I have to go out now. You can have this fruit."

Chi Moqing put down the fruit plate and took a tissue to wipe Yan Zuozuo's mouth. "Cao Youyou's call?"

Yan Zuozuo nodded helplessly: "He Cangyuan is waiting for me at the Shang'an Coffee Shop."

Chi Moqing nodded: "I'll take you there."

"Honey," Yan Zuozuo said hesitantly, "Youyou said she hopes I can meet with her alone."

“I’ll take you there, you won’t show up.” Chi Moqing said, taking her hand and leading her to the bedroom. “Change your clothes, let’s go early. After you’re done, we can go to the night market.”

Yan Zuozuo's eyes lit up. It had been so long since she and her husband had gone to a night market. Every time she came home from work, she was so tired that she wanted to collapse and sleep. Chi Moqing also had a lot of work, so they basically just strolled around the neighborhood.

Life seems to have lost a lot of entertainment, and with more work, it's become monotonous. Gazing at her husband's affectionate face, she wrapped her arms around his neck and gently kissed his lips. "Okay, I'll take care of it as soon as possible."

Although she was very reluctant to see He Cangyuan, she was still very happy at the thought of going to the night market with her dear husband.

As requested by Cao Youyou, Yan Zuozuo got off the car some distance away from the coffee shop. Chi Moqing was worried, so he asked Ding Le to lie in ambush near her.

When Yan Zuozuo walked in, she saw a man sitting by the window, and he looked somewhat different from what she remembered. His hair was completely dyed white, and his composed face bore the marks of time. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, and his former arrogant and haughty demeanor was long gone.

If it weren't for Cao Youyou, she thought she would never want to see him again in her life.

After gathering her thoughts, Yan Zuozuo walked to his side. This was the man who had given her a sperm all those years ago, yet he had never treated her and her mother well. Now that her mother had long since passed away, she wondered if he had ever truly let go of that.

He Cangyuan sensed someone watching him. When he looked up, he met Yan Zuozuo walking towards him. His heart raced and his body trembled.

During his five years in prison, he initially resented Yan Zuozuo for ignoring him back then. He was her father, yet she cruelly sent him to prison. But gradually, as time went on, he felt increasingly guilty, often recalling the times he spent with Yan Zuozuo's mother.

Later, he felt increasingly guilty, realizing that he was too young and had hurt too many people without repenting. Now, he had ended up like this, which he deserved.

He regretted it, which is why he tormented himself after his release from prison; the pangs of conscience made it impossible for him to have a single good day.

Yan Zuozuo sat opposite him, their eyes met, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

After a long pause, He Cangyuan finally spoke, "How have you been?"

Yan Zuozuo nodded: "It's great, my husband loves me very much."

He Cangyuan gave a reassuring smile, the marks of time etched on his face.

"That's good, that's good..." he kept repeating this sentence.

The waiter brought over the juice, and He Cangyuan, a little nervous, rubbed his hands and said, "I heard you're pregnant, so I ordered you juice." After a pause, he quickly added, "If you don't like it, I'll get you something else."

"No need, thank you." Yan Zuozuo touched her belly; she was almost five months pregnant, and it was quite obvious.

Seeing him like this, He Cangyuan was reminded of her mother's loving kindness more than thirty years ago. A flood of emotions welled up inside her: guilt, remorse, and self-reproach.

If he hadn't been so eager for quick success back then, perhaps he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Taking a deep breath, He Cangyuan said, "Zuozuo, although this comes late, I still want to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry to you and your mother. I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just want to see you happy."

Compared to He Cangyuan's guilt, Yan Zuozuo seemed quite relaxed at this moment. "To be honest, if we hadn't met today, I wouldn't have remembered you at all. I don't hate you, nor do I resent you, because you're a stranger to me. As for my mother..."

She smiled and said, "I think she's long forgotten you. She found her own happiness at the end of her life, and you're just a small part of her memories." After a moment of silence, she continued, "So don't think about the past anymore, just live your life well from now on."

He Cangyuan felt a pang of pain in his heart; these words hurt him more than hatred.

"Could I...could I go and pay my respects to your mother..." As if afraid Yan Zuozuo would refuse, she quickly said, "I don't mean anything by it, I just want to see her, there are some things I want to say to her..."

Yan Zuozuo looked at the helpless man in front of her, lowered her eyes slightly, and sighed in her heart when she thought of Cao Youyou's child, "Go if you want to."

"Thank you." He Cangyuan breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head to drink his juice. He clearly didn't like the taste; he frowned, but still drank it down.

Suddenly, Yan Zuozuo felt that this man was truly different, and she no longer needed to worry about anything. The He Cangyuan of the past, aside from being bullied by his wife for the sake of his career, never compromised himself in any other way.

But now...

She felt much relieved immediately, took a sip of juice and said, "Youyou is a good woman, she loves you very much, treat her well."

To be honest, Youyou is still young, while He Cangyuan is already old, and she doesn't approve of a relationship with such an age gap. But it's clear that Youyou loves He Cangyuan very much, and if their love is mutual, she's willing to give her her blessings.

He Cangyuan was taken aback: "Youyou? Oh, she's a very gentle girl, she often comes to my skewer stall, Zuozuo. We're just friends... as for romantic relationships... I'm too old for that, you know..."

Yan Zuozuo was taken aback. He Cangyuan's words clearly indicated that his relationship with Cao Youyou was ordinary, but Cao Youyou's behavior was not like that. It felt as if she and He Cangyuan had been in love for a long time.

She frowned: "How long have you been with Youyou?"

He Cangyuan stiffened for a moment before saying, "She's a good girl, still young, being with me... isn't a good thing."

Yan Zuozuo's eyes dimmed: "Then you and her..." She pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Have you had a relationship?"

He Cangyuan's grip on the cup tightened suddenly. He picked up the cup, took a big gulp, and pursed his lips tightly, saying nothing.

Even without his nod of confirmation, Yan Zuozuo knew the answer from his actions. She had always thought that after several years in prison, He Cangyuan had learned what responsibility meant, but in the end, it was still the same.

He dared to do it but not to admit it, and has lived for over fifty years in vain!

"Since you bullied that girl, you should treat her well. You've let too many people down in your life."

"No, it was just an accident that day... I drank too much, and then..."

"You don't need to explain to me," Yan Zuozuo interrupted him, her disdain growing stronger. Suddenly remembering something, she asked, "You're divorced from Mrs. He?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across He Cangyuan's face. Finally, he nodded and said with some difficulty, "She met another man. We got divorced while she was in prison."

Yan Zuozuo's expression was a bit strange. No wonder...

“Mr. He, do you know how much Youyou has sacrificed for you? If you have any conscience, don’t let her down. Doing this will only make people look down on you more.”

Mr. He...

He Cangyuan felt a pang of pain in his heart, lowered his eyes, and said, "It was my fault, I shouldn't have drunk... Don't worry, I'll take responsibility. But Youyou is so young, she might not even like me..."

"Enough!" Yan Zuozuo immediately became angry. "What's done is done, there's no point in saying anything now. I don't know what's going on between you and Youyou, and I don't want to know. But He Cangyuan, if you're a man, you should take responsibility! That way, maybe we can still exchange a few words when we meet in the future. It's getting late, I'm leaving."

After saying that, Yan Zuozuo got up to leave, and He Cangyuan quickly chased after her, "Zuozuo, that's not what I meant, don't be angry, you're pregnant. Don't worry, I will definitely take responsibility, but things between her and me aren't that simple..."

Yan Zuozuo suddenly turned around and gritted her teeth at He Cangyuan, saying, "Listen carefully, if you dare to wrong Youyou, I will not let you off!"

Startled by Yan Zuozuo's warning, He Cangyuan opened his mouth before saying, "If I really can get together with Youyou, I will treat her well... Zuozuo, we finally get to see each other, please say hello to Zuozuo..."

Yan Zuozuo met his pleading face and didn't know what to say for a moment. She shook her head, "I have nothing more to say to you. Treat Youyou well." After saying that, she walked forward, but after taking two steps, she suddenly stopped, "If you really feel guilty, then make it up to Youyou. Mr. He, take care of yourself."

It was clear that He Cangyuan was being reserved in his words, implying that Cao Youyou didn't really like him that much. Even so, Cao Youyou had still sacrificed a lot for him. They were already in a relationship; if He Cangyuan were to betray her, he would truly be worse than an animal.

Cao Youyou's experience reminded her of her deceased mother, which can be seen as making up for her regrets. It's a good thing that He Cangyuan can treat Cao Youyou well.

In the coffee shop, He Cangyuan stood there, looking old and blank, staring at Yan Zuozuo with regret in his eyes. Heaven had truly been kind to him, but he had simply failed to appreciate it.

Back in his seat, He Cangyuan sighed. The thought of Cao Youyou gave him a headache. He had saved her, but it was only out of pity; he had never thought of anything more. It had always been her who took the initiative, while he knew practically nothing about her.

But how did Cao Youyou come to know Yan Zuozuo?

When he was with her, this woman always seemed to mention her unintentionally. What was the connection between them?

Just as He Cangyuan frowned, his phone rang. His expression froze when he saw the caller ID.

"Mr. He, you should still remember what you promised me, right?" Chi Moqing's authoritative voice came from the other end of the phone.

He Cangyuan's heart tightened: "I know that as long as Zuo Zuo is doing well, I won't appear in front of her."

"Whether my wife is doing well or not is none of your business. This is my final notice to you. Take care of yourself." With that, Chi Moqing hung up the phone.

Previously, although He Cangyuan had prevented a prison break and redeemed himself through meritorious service, it only resulted in a reduced sentence, far from meeting the conditions for release. However, in order to clarify one thing, he made a deal with He Cangyuan: he could let him out of prison, but he absolutely could not appear in front of his wife.

Although he was beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel, things seemed to have become even more complicated. He had better watch his step, or else he might have to take action.

Chi Moqing held Yan Zuozuo's hand and walked slowly. Seeing his wife looking sullen, he reached out and hugged her. "Are you unhappy? Did He Cangyuan say something? Do you want me to teach him a lesson?"

Yan Zuozuo pouted: "I just don't understand why some people don't cherish the relationship that's right in front of them, and only regret it after they lose it."

Chi Moqing smiled and said, "Shouldn't a wife be glad that her husband understands this principle?"

Yan Zuozuo was stunned for a moment, then her face turned bright red, and she buried her face in Chi Moqing's chest, "My husband is the best."

Chi Moqing laughed heartily: "My wife is the apple of my eye. If I don't treat her well, who else should I treat well?"

Yan Zuozuo felt very happy. Suddenly, she tiptoed and kissed Chi Moqing, then buried her head back in his chest.

Chi Moqing was taken aback, then burst into laughter and hugged her affectionately.

Just as they were enjoying their moment together, Yan Zuozuo's phone rang. It was Snowden calling. Chi Moqing and she exchanged a glance, and Yan Zuozuo's heart skipped a beat. She quickly pressed the answer button, "Hello, Mr. Snowden."

"Little girl, why are you being so polite with your grandpa?" Snowden's voice was as kind as ever, making Yan Zuozuo blush and whisper, "Grandpa..."

"Good boy." Mr. Snowden chuckled. "Are you free now?"

"Have."

"Ikegami will be by your side?"

Yan Zuozuo glanced at Chi Moqing: "Here."

There was a long silence on the phone, then someone said, "Girl, come with General Yi."

Yan Zuozuo quickly received a text message, and when she saw the address on it, her heart skipped a beat!

This is the address of their ancestral home. When her mother was still alive, she would take her back every year to sweep the graves. Although no one lives there anymore, it has been preserved. Her mother told her that this is the place her grandmother never left in her entire life, as if she was waiting for someone.

But now Mr. Snowden is actually somewhere...