My Ceo Husband is Sworn Enemy

Ding Ruirui’s mother served her a bowl of rice, all the while praising her,

“Such a well-behaved child, our Ruirui! Our Ding Family has no one smarter than her, in a moment grandma will reward you with a big chicken leg.”

Ding Ruirui shook her head happily,

“Thank you, Grandma!”

I bowed my head and drank my soup.

Jiang Jiaying’s face was exceedingly embarrassed.

Too ashamed to even speak.

Suddenly, Ding’s mom loaded my plate with food,

“Look at you, you’ve gotten so thin lately, you must not have been eating well outside. How about this, I’ve already tidied up a room for you, since Yinuo is staying with us, you should come back too. A husband and wife should not be separated for so long. Isn’t there an old saying that couples who sleep in separate beds won’t grow old together?”

Before I could say anything after Ding’s mom finished speaking, Ding Yinuo spoke up first, “Mom!”

Without letting him finish, she hastily continued,

“What ‘Mom’! I know what trickery you’re up to. But I’ll have you know, in our Ding Family tradition, we have widowing but not divorce. If there are other thoughts in your mind, then first you’ll have to cut ties with me as your mother.”

The old lady was indeed ruthless.

After that speech, Ding Yinuo stood stunned, unable to respond for a long time.

“What, you want to have me, after losing my husband in my old age, experience the pain of losing a son as well? Do you think my life is too perfect?”

As Ding’s mom said these words, she had already started to choke up.

Wiping her tears, she went on,

“Back in the day, when our Ding Family was down and out, it was Xiaoyun who stood by us the entire time, the company’s performance was all her doing. We cannot have a roving eye…”

Ding Yinuo remained silent.

Eventually, Jiang Jiaying couldn’t take it anymore, and lost her appetite as well.

“Auntie, I have some things to take care of, I’ll be going now!”

“I’ll take you out!”

Ding’s mom escorted Jiang Jiaying to the door, then intentionally left Ding Yinuo and me alone for some privacy.

However, Ding Yinuo seemed to have no intention whatsoever of communicating with me.

He sat beside the dinner table, eating while looking down at his phone.

I talked with Ding Ruirui.

When Ding’s mom returned, she found only Ding Ruirui and me in the dining room and quickly asked,

“Where did Yinuo go?”

“He just answered a call, it looked like he went to the study!”

Ding’s mom sighed, “I don’t know what’s wrong with the child, how do I feel like he came back from the United States with his brain treated into a mess.”

I was rather calm, “That shouldn’t be the case! If there really was a problem, how could the hospital dare to employ him?’

In fact, I sometimes doubted whether something had happened between Jiang Jiaying and Ding Yinuo in the United States.

Leading to a warming of their feelings for each other.

If that was the case, I was willing to let go and bless them both.

After all, my marriage to Ding Yinuo was nothing more than a sham, with no real marital bond between us.

Ding’s mom alternated between sighing and crying,

“That Ms. Jiang, I don’t like her one bit. If she dares to enter the Ding Family’s door, I’ll break her legs.”

Then, as if realizing she misspoke, she added,

“Never mind, she’s someone else’s daughter. If my son has done something wrong, it’s because I didn’t discipline my son well, I might as well break my own legs.”

“Mom, don’t think that way, they haven’t even said anything yet, maybe they’re just colleagues.”

I didn’t want to upset Ding’s mom, so I made up a reason on the fly to gradually calm her down.

The rest of the time, I played with Ding Ruirui.

Later, I helped her take a bath, and then coaxed her to sleep.

After she fell asleep, I leaned against the side of her small bed and closed my eyes in fatigue.

At that moment, someone was tapping on my shoulder. I opened my eyes to find Ding’s mother sitting beside me.

“Mom, why aren’t you asleep yet?”

“I simmered a bowl of chicken soup, could you take it to Yinuo for me?”

“Mom, couldn’t you take it to him yourself?”

“Silly child, this is to improve the relationship between you and your husband. You can’t go on like this.”

I naturally understood Ding’s mother’s good intentions.

“Mom, let’s leave this to fate. He’s your son, can’t you let him live happily?”

“It’s not like that, child. I have an intuition, I always feel… the child standing in front of me doesn’t quite seem like my son. He wasn’t like this before; this time he came back, he doesn’t interact with me as if the mother-son affection has vanished.”

Ding’s mother whispered her complaint.

“Perhaps during the hospital stay, he encountered some emotional issues. Jiang Jiaying was by his side giving support, and since he trusts her the most, he might have developed feelings for her and then ignored everyone else.”

“I know, I know, I’m actually not important. What matters is both of you, Xiaoyun. Yinuo is making a blunder. Don’t take it to heart, please. Promise me you’ll talk to him nicely, okay? I’m begging you, for the sake of preserving the face of our Ding family.”

Since Ding’s mother begged me this much, I couldn’t refuse.

I had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

Afterward, I carried the bowl of chicken soup to Ding Yinuo’s room.

“Uh, here’s the chicken soup, drink it!”

Ding Yinuo was reading a book. He looked up at the chicken soup and said indifferently,

“Just put it there!”

“Oh!”

This room used to be Ding Yinuo’s bedroom when he was single.

It wasn’t big, and half of it was filled with books. The bed was originally small, but Ding’s mother had insistently switched to a double bed set and bedding to accommodate the two of us comfortably.

She even added two pillows.

I actually didn’t want to sleep here, but I stayed because I wanted to talk to him.

To ask him some questions…

I sat in the chair for a long time, planning to wait until he finished the book in his hands before speaking.

Unexpectedly, he just kept flipping through it.

After an hour, he still didn’t seem inclined to pay any attention to me.

So I took the initiative and approached him.

“Ding Yinuo, is there anything you want to say to me?”

He was silent for a while, “This room is too small, not suitable for two people to sleep.”

“Uh, is that all?”

When I asked him again, he remained silent.

“Ding Yinuo, if you like Jiang Jiaying, you can tell me. I can let you two be together…”

I was only halfway through my sentence when he immediately responded, “Fine!”

“Then we’ll get a divorce tomorrow.”

“Fine!”

He agreed so readily that I was almost unable to react.

But it was just as well. Since he agreed, this meant he felt the same way.

I nodded, “Alright, to avoid worrying your mother, I want to sleep here tonight. Tomorrow, we’ll deal with the divorce discreetly, without letting others know. After all, it’s clear between us that our marriage is over.”

He gave the same answer, “Fine!”