The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy Chapter 1247 - Mid-Autumn Festival? Birthday? Wedding Anniversary?

Chapter 1247: Mid-Autumn Festival? Birthday? Wedding Anniversary?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“That’s new,” Ye Xicheng murmured, still sitting on the floor and playing with his helicopter.
Gu Juexi was speechless. Were both mother and son trying to drive him crazy?
How was that the emphasis? Shouldn’t the emphasis be on taking Ye Yuwei’s measurements?
“It’s for your wedding dress. Our wedding will be during the mid-autumn festival,” said Gu Juexi, expression menacing. The mid-autumn festival was also Ye Yuwei’s birthday.
Ye Yuwei blinked at him in disbelief. Excuse me? It was her wedding and she didn’t even know about it.
Ye Yuwei stared at Gu Juexi with wide eyes. Didn’t Gu Juexi think that she, as the bride, had the right to know about the wedding?
“The Mid-autumn festival sounds fine. And it’s Wei Wei’s birthday too!” Wen Jie seemed to be happy about the date, though it sounded like it was her first time hearing about it too.
“Are you trying to save on gifts, Gu Juexi?” Ye Yuwei sneered.
“Would you rather I buy you gifts on our wedding anniversary, divorce anniversary, and second wedding anniversary then?” Gu Juexi shot back coldly, rendering Ye Yuwei speechless.
Noticing that her son always acted differently in front of Ye Yuwei, Wen Jie chuckled as she held Xixi in her arms.
The atmosphere in the living room was lively, and Gu Tianmu who was sitting at the balcony began to feel isolated.
He turned to look in the direction of the living room and saw the following: Wen Jie carrying her granddaughter; Gu Juexi and Ye Yuwei arguing, and Ye Xicheng sitting on the carpet playing with his helicopter while helping his mother argue with his father from time to time.
It looked like there was no place for him.
“What do you think, Mother? He would celebrate only the wedding anniversary in this case and save on gifts for the mid-autumn festival and my birthday,” Ye Yuwei felt that she was at a loss and complained.
“Why don’t you put it on Valentine’s Day then? Then you don’t have to celebrate Valentine’s Day that all men hate so much.”
“Really? I thought you felt like you were celebrating Valentine’s Day every day,” said Gu Juexi, pretending to be shocked at what Ye Yuwei said, while Ye Yuwei almost lost it when Gu Juexi was so thick-skinned.
The merry atmosphere carried on until dinner time. When Gu Tianmu joined the table, Gu Juexi did not take the seat at the head of the table.
Xixi sat in a baby chair next to her Daddy and greeted her grandfather very softly as instructed by her mother.
Gu Tianmu’s cold expression softened slightly when he looked at Xixi.
Ye Yuwei couldn’t help but notice that all men in this family cared only about little Xixi.
Ye Xicheng on the other hand let out a humph without greeting Gu Tianmu. Before Gu Tianmu got angry, Gu Juexi who was feeding Xixi said tonelessly, “he doesn’t even greet his father, let alone you.”
The implied meaning of what Gu Juexi said was very likely: if I as his father was not mad, who are you to show your attitude to my son?
And after the setback at the balcony earlier, Ye Yuwei chose to keep quiet.
Gu Tianmu’s right hand was basically impaired, but he could use his left hand just as well. Ye Yuwei had to admit that despite his injuries, the man who was sitting at the head of the table had an aura that could not be ignored.
“If you feel awkward here, what about I get an apartment for you and arrange Butler Kim take care of you?” asked Gu Juexi as he fed Xixi.
“Why, am I not your father? Are you trying to get rid of your own father after you got a wife?” Gu Tianmu demanded coldly.
Ye Yuwei fell completely speechless. Was this really her father-in-law? Because his sensitivity made her feel like he was more like a mother-in-law.
The stereotype since the ancient times was that a son tends to neglect his mother after he got married, causing the relationship between his wife and his mother to deteriorate, but why did Gu Tianmu sound like he felt neglected?