Mr. Lin is crazy about his cute wife

"It is better to cut the Gordian knot quickly than to suffer a long pain.

What's more, it's not certain whether Lin Du agrees to his master's invitation or not.

He can't break up with that woman, how can my mother accept him?"

"Well, brother, I don't have classes tomorrow morning, so I can go with you." Li Xier didn't want Lin Yitang to face the scene of his parents' divorce alone, so she wanted to accompany Lin Yitang.

"Well, okay." Lin Yitang is now very accustomed to Li Xier's company. It seems that Li Xier can give him strength. At the same time, Li Xier will also stop his impulse in time.

"Lin Yitong, go to sleep obediently and don't be sad. Your Xier will always love you and will never abandon you." Li Xier patted Lin Yitong's back gently.

Lin Yitang snuggled into Li Xier's arms and said, "Xier, I love you, don't leave me."

"Okay, I love you too. Be good and go to sleep. Good night." Seeing Lin Yitong relying on her so much, Li Xier felt so soft in her heart that it was indescribable.

"Well, good night, Mrs. Lin."

……

The next morning, it was cloudy and rainy.

After having breakfast, Li Xier and Lin Yitong returned to [Hua Ting No. 1] to change clothes, and then went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to meet up with Lin Du, Zhang Yueyue and others.

It was a rainy day and the temperature was not too high.

Lin Yitong and Li Xier wore the same beige thick windbreaker. Li Xier carried a black briefcase from MIU, looking intellectual and elegant.

Mingzi took Lin Yitong's mother Zhang Yueyue to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Mingzi took Zhang Yueyue directly to an office and did not stop in the service hall.

When Zhang Yueyue and Mingzi entered the office, Lin Du was already sitting in the office.

"Yuer, you're here." Lin Du looked at his wife tenderly.

Zhang Yue ignored Lin Du and sat down in a seat farthest from Lin Du. However, the office was not big and the farthest seat was not far away. Lin Du and Zhang Yueyue waited for Lin Yitang together.

Zhang Yueyue wore a beige new Chinese cheongsam top and wide-legged Chinese pants. This outfit was made of hand-woven fabrics and was a unique style of high-end customization. Her hair was combed into an exquisite bun and she wore an emerald hairpin, looking very young, steady and elegant.

Lin Du was wearing a neat black suit and a white shirt. The suit fit him well. He looked good and energetic. He was holding a thick black windbreaker in his hand.

Mingzi made an excuse to go to the door to pick up Lin Yitong and left the office, leaving the space to the old couple who were about to divorce.

"Yuer, it's raining today. It's quite cold in the capital in early spring. Why don't you wear more clothes?" Lin Du spoke with the same caring tone and expression as always.

When Lin Yitong's mother heard Lin Du's words, she was stunned for a second. She thought that she and Lin Du were still the loving couple as before.

Lin Yitang's mother habitually said coquettishly that it was a bit cold. Suddenly she came to her senses, feeling sad, and did not answer Lin Yitang's father.

"Yuer, how can I feel at ease when you can't take care of yourself without me? Let's not get divorced, okay?" Lin Du looked at his beloved wife. It's not that he doesn't love her now, he just loves someone more.

Zhang Yueyue felt upset, "Lindu, you old bastard, you said you only loved me."

"Yes, Yue'er, I am a bastard. Please give me a chance, okay? I have always loved you and have never stopped loving you."

Lin Yitong's mother remained silent, looking at the heavy rain outside the window.

Lin Yitang's mother recalled that it was pouring rain on the day she and Lin Du registered their marriage. After getting the marriage certificate, Lin Du wrapped her in his windbreaker, and they protected the marriage certificate in Lin Du's shirt, close to their chests, and ran all the way back to the car. The marriage certificate was not wet at all, with Lin Du's body temperature, Zhang Yueyue felt that this was the happiest moment of her life.

Lin Du used his usual negotiating tone, "Yuer, last night, my teacher called me and asked if my husband and I would like to join his group meditation.

I know you have always been interested in this kind of meditative creation.”