Chapter 162: 162 Perfect National Good Husband_1 Chapter 162: 162 Perfect National Good Husband_1 Gu Chen casually placed it in his own mouth, showing no disdain for himself.

Gu Chen reached out and stroked her head tenderly, his expression no different from petting a beloved cat.

“What’s wrong with eating this? It’s leftover from my wife, and it smells good too.”

The nonchalance and pride on his face left Ji Pianran both amused and exasperated.

She pursed her lips, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

“You’re always so sweet-talking.”

Gu Chen really was sweet-talking; he had no idea that nearly every seemingly casual tease almost made Ji Pianran’s heart skip a beat.

She truly had no defense against him.

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Ma Xiaolan, already complaining that her own husband didn’t treat her well, saw Ji Pianran’s husband actually bring her lunch, filled with delicious food, and the tenderness! It was too much.

He was feeding her and kissing her, and it was almost too enviable to bear.

Of course, what she envied most wasn’t the quality of the food, but the genuine love for his wife! Casually placing a grain of rice from his wife’s face into his own mouth.

It was heartwarmingly sweet.

Seeing this, it almost melted the heart of a hardened thirty-year-old mother like her.

She really wanted to fall in love all over again!

Ma Xiaolan turned to glance at her husband, who was still wearing a sullen face.

She couldn’t help but sigh.

It’s true that comparisons are odious, but if there’s someone to blame, it’s her poor judgment in people!

It must have been bad karma for eight lifetimes to end up with such a bastard.

It might be the accumulation of too much frustration, or maybe it’s because Gu Chen and Ji Pianran were just too sweet together.

Ma Xiaolan finally couldn’t bear it anymore; her face was filled with resentment.

Her tone carried an unprecedented disappointment and dissatisfaction.

“Look at someone else’s husband, then look at you. I was blind to marry such a bastard like you. That’s it, once I’m out of the hospital, let’s get a divorce,” she announced.

From the moment she saw this couple until now, she felt the happiness she’d clung to over the years was nothing to speak of.

That couldn’t be called happiness. What was it then?

Was it the hundred or so bucks he gave her every day?

Was it his countless nights out not coming home?

Was it his indifference when she was sick?

Or was it his perpetual impatience?

She was fed up and didn’t want to live like this for another second.

If she couldn’t get love, then she didn’t want it. Maybe she would find a husband who would love her as much as Gu Chen loved Ji Pianran?

Ma Xiaolan’s husband was utterly flabbergasted by her words, and he choked as if something had gotten stuck in his throat.

He stared wide-eyed before suddenly slamming his hand on the bedside table and shouting at her, “Are you sick in the head?”

The woman had gone crazy, ridiculously wanting a divorce out of the blue.

Her food, clothes, everything she had was provided by him, and yet she still had complaints?

Without him, to hell with what she would eat.

And now she dared to talk about divorce? She really was insane!

The loud slam startled both Gu Chen and Ji Pianran.

They couldn’t help but turn their glance toward the commotion.

They saw Ma Xiaolan scoff, “That’s what you’re really thinking, isn’t it? In fact, you’ve been sick of me for a long time, haven’t you?”

Ma Xiaolan’s husband’s face darkened like the bottom of a pot, his fists clenched, his eyebrows deeply furrowed.

After a tense moment, he dropped the line, “I’ve got something else to do, I’m leaving!”

With that, he left the hospital room without looking back.

Ma Xiaolan, with tears in her eyes, sat on the bed and sobbed softly.

“Hey, how did they suddenly start fighting like this?” The young girl in the opposite bed was completely baffled. They were just watching the romantic love story of Ji Pianran and Gu Chen, and suddenly, the scene shifted to a Chinese-style divorce?

It was an unexpected turn of events.

The diagonal neighbor let out a sigh, thinking to herself that age had granted her clarity in seeing the truth of such matters.

Clearly, this was a case of someone comparing their own spouse to someone else’s, and upon comparing, realizing just how much their own marriage had failed, which led to an angry confrontation with their husband.

Though she did think that Gu Chen was truly very good to Ji Pianran, it was a kindness that even made her own heart feel inexplicably warm.

Still, in the end, she needed to give advice, and it was important to hold back a little when speaking.

After all, it’s better to destroy ten temples than to break up a marriage.

She cleared her throat gently and said to Ma Xiaolan, “Listen to your auntie’s advice, comparing with others will only make you miserable. Even the finest shoes won’t fit if they aren’t your size.”

With that, Gu Chen finally understood what was happening, good heavens.

So it was all because they saw him and his wife being affectionate.

Wasn’t that utterly ridiculous? Shouldn’t seeing others in love make you want to be loving too?

Instead, it had sparked an argument?

Ma Xiaolan wiped her eyes, her face filled with sadness as she sniffled.

“It’s okay, those who can leave are trash! I don’t need them, let whoever wants them have them!”

What did she do wrong?

All she wanted was for her husband to treat her a bit better, right?

Seeing how well other husbands treated their wives, who wouldn’t be envious?

Instead of sweet-talking her, he yelled at her and called her crazy, which was utterly intolerable. Such a person was only a source of frustration, better off not being around at all!

The old auntie smiled, her age showing in her somewhat aged voice.

“You’re still young, you have a long road ahead. Don’t get confused just because you see others being affectionate. Think about why you married him in the first place.”

After all, she was someone who had been baptized by the years, and compared to younger people, she seemed to see the world more clearly and possess a greater capacity for tolerance.

Her words hit the nail on the head.

Now, Ji Pianran also understood what was going on, but her and Gu Chen’s way of thinking were not the same.

If she had known earlier, she wouldn’t have been so intimate with Gu Chen.

Because of her and Gu Chen’s affection, other families were in discord, and she felt quite guilty about it.

They were both women, and she knew the pain of not being understood.

Once, she had suffered many times more than Ma Xiaolan, but hadn’t she still made it through?

The more pain she had endured in the past, the more happiness she felt now.

She looked at Ma Xiaolan with sympathy, and softly said.

“Don’t cry, crying won’t solve any problems.”

After thinking for a moment, she added, “You haven’t eaten yet, have you? If you don’t mind, let’s eat together.”

Her observations were keen; earlier, she had already asked her husband to get food quickly.

It proved that she was definitely hungry.

To her surprise, before they could eat, the two had already gotten into a heated argument.

Ma Xiaolan sighed, her tone filled with helplessness.

“If only he could remember that I haven’t eaten yet.”

They had been too caught up in their intense quarrel to remember about eating.

Now, smelling the delicious scent coming from Ji Pianran’s bedside, a scent she had never smelled before, tantalized her stomach.

The urge to eat was hard to resist.

Saying she wasn’t hungry would be a lie.

Seeing her somber expression, Ji Pianran felt some compassion.

“Don’t be upset, your health is the priority.”

They had both just been unwell, their bodies already frail, and skipping meals was even worse.

She went on, “The porridge is fresh, it’s all clean so don’t be put off by it.”

She then lifted her own food container to show Ma Xiaolan.

As she lifted it, the aroma became even stronger.

In an instant, Ma Xiaolan felt her appetite skyrocket, ready to burst at the seams.