Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 933 - 934 Toxic Fatherly Love 66

Wu Hao knew that his current appearance wasn’t good at all, giving off the impression of an old man.

But every time he looked at himself in the mirror, he had an urge to smash the glass.

He knew that being a single father wouldn’t be easy, but he never imagined it would be so difficult.

He was busy to the point of flying every day, yet at the end of the year, he still had no money.

The most annoying thing was, in the past, he absolutely refused to do housework; coming home meant leisure time.

Now, every day when he returns home, there’s endless housework waiting, which really infuriated Wu Hao.

He truly regretted divorcing Feng Min. If she were here, there wouldn’t even be any housework to do; someone would volunteer to do it.

With leverage over Feng Min, would he worry that she wouldn’t work seriously? His regret was so deep it turned his guts blue.

But no matter how much he regretted it, there was nothing he could do. Even if he sought out Feng Min and proposed remarriage, she wouldn’t care.

Feng Na watched her ex-husband pass by without any change in expression.

Initially, she thought that if they divorced, the world would collapse, worrying about where she would live, and how those around her would look at her with strange eyes.

But after the divorce, she realized that life post-divorce was so wonderful.

No endless housework was waiting for her, no incessant nagging.

More importantly, after the divorce, she came to understand many things, such as the so-called reliance on her family was no reliance at all.

When they learned of her divorce, they first inquired about what she received, and upon knowing she left with nothing, their faces changed immediately, looking really unpleasant.

Although they quickly suggested she could stay with them, just contributing some household expenses, she knew they planned to wring her dry.

Feng Min wasn’t a fool; in the past, when she had money, she would help out, but now, with her life hard enough, why would she be helping others?

She severed more support to her family, and regarding her eldest son, Feng Min also hardened her heart, aside from giving him New Year’s money, there would be no more.

If it weren’t for their failure to keep their affairs in order, how would Wu Hao know, and how would she have become a twice-married woman now?

Despite renting, Feng Min originally thought she wouldn’t have much money, yet she ended up saving a sum even after paying rent.

Though not a lot, counting in the housing fund, it was enough for a down payment on a small two-bedroom apartment.

Despite the years of debt she would carry, Feng Min was determined to spend the money.

She also figured out how to convert the apartment into two rooms, planning to rent out one room to ease her burden.

As for remarrying Wu Hao, that was absolutely impossible. What kind of brain damage would make her agree to that idea?

Feng Min looked coldly at Wu Hao, then turned and went back to her post. She needed to earn money diligently; otherwise, the mortgage would be a big problem.

Feng Min worried Wu Hao might involve their two children, so she straightforwardly went ahead and purchased the house she had been eyeing, quickly contacting a renovation company afterward.

By the time Wu Hao heard about it, the property transfer was complete, and the renovation contract was signed.

He was dumbfounded. He could guess Feng Min’s income to some extent and thought his proposal to remarry should have been hard to refuse.

Now that she bought a house, Wu Hao knew the chances of remarriage were slim, but he still wanted to try.

With a house in Feng Min’s hand, she had more confidence, no matter if the two children cried and begged, or her family used soft or hard tactics.

Her response was firm: the house was not to be transferred; it was her security.

During these days after the divorce, she realized that a woman’s confidence didn’t come from family, children, or a man, but having her own money.

Feeling good after buying a house, Feng Min decided to buy something nice to reward herself.

It was under such a circumstance that Feng Min accidentally ran into Zhang Yu, seeing her pushing a cart, accompanied by two old ladies and two nannies.

Her first reaction was to avoid them, not out of guilt, but looking at the way Zhang Yu’s group dressed and then at her own, the gap was glaring.

Only at this age had she managed to own a small house, and that too with a mortgage, committing herself to years of debt repayment.

On the other hand, Zhang Yu seemed to make money effortlessly, never needing to worry about having enough.

Why did she get married and have kids so soon? Feng Min remembered Zhang Yu hadn’t graduated university long ago.

Doing the math, it was shortly after graduation when she got married and had a child. Why had Wu Hao never mentioned this?

Feng Min was curious whether Wu Hao knew about this, she thought it was unlikely he did.

Considering Wu Hao’s temperament, knowing about Zhang Yu’s marriage would infuriate him; one of his previous bosses even sought a girlfriend for his underachieving son.

Wu Hao was quite excited during that period, evidently invested.

But eventually, without further developments, it was obvious that Zhang Yu paid him no mind.

Of course not, seeing Wu Hao’s calculating nature, Zhang Yu wasn’t a fool to let herself be manipulated.

It’s unknown what her partner’s family situation was like, but seeing her current relaxed demeanor, she’s likely living quite comfortably.

Despite having a child, she maintained her figure remarkably well.

Zhang Yu had no idea that she would run into Feng Min while out shopping with her child.

Of course, she wasn’t aware of this person’s existence, as she had just been discussing work matters with her subordinates.

"Grandma, if you see something you like, don’t hesitate, buy it."

"Brother Feng gave a big sum of money." Zhang Yu generously said.

Regarding Feng Ji, Zhang Yu was completely satisfied, a hundred percent satisfied; every month without fail, his paycheck arrived on time, with annual increments.

Ever since she had a child, each month another sum was added to her card.

The reason being, after having a child, expenses increased, which Zhang Yu found extremely satisfactory, absolutely satisfying.

Whether it’s for prenatal checks or childbirth, they always opted for the most expensive package, and her confinement period was spent in a center, recuperating for two months and focusing on recovering well.

With a husband whose family elders were easygoing, money intact, Zhang Yu expressed her delight.

As for the money she earned, Feng Ji didn’t care; in fact, he said his patent fees were enough for his expenses.

Moreover, the most important factor was this guy had a great friend in the investment industry, who always included him in various investments.

This meant with substantial self-earnings, there were additional channels helping him make more money.

With such affluence, it wouldn’t make sense for him to look at Zhang Yu’s modest earnings, three watermelons and two dates, in any significant way.

Zhang Yu was quite pleased; having a fallback plan provided her with this much confidence, allowing her to work more freely without abandoning her career.

Previously, whether writing travelogues or restaurant reviews, she had to consider the cost, despite her family wealth. One couldn’t just squander freely.

With newfound confidence, she did everything without reservation, pursuing whatever caught her fancy, dining in upscale restaurants, while also trying roadside stalls.

She experienced first-class flights and economy class too, staying in hotels of various tiers during her travels, the focus being on the experience.

Her travelogues typically followed an economical route previously, without the capability for grandeur. Now these concerns were non-existent.

The audience for her travelogues and blogs diversified in social status; naturally, her income increased significantly as well.