Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets novel Chapter 678

Chapter 678: Chapter 678: That Man’s Shifty Eyes

"Sister Deng, my uncle and his wife have been divorced for quite some time now, so it’s normal for him to remarry." Tang Yue didn’t care who Tang Zhengyuan would marry, as long as it didn’t upset her parents or bully them.

Upon returning to the restaurant, Tang Yue discreetly inquired about Tang Zhengyuan’s situation at the factory.

Zhang Hualian glanced at her and said, "As for your uncle, he really has no plans to remarry now. I heard him and your dad talking about it when they were drinking together last time."

"Is uncle not old enough to not remarry?" Tang Yue asked in return, picturing Tang Zhengyuan in her mind—under fifty, hardworking these past years, and overall, his spirit was one of positivity.

When she heard that Tang Zhengyuan now only wanted to focus on raising Tang Min until she was grown and married off, without any thoughts of remarriage, Tang Yue’s impression of him improved slightly.

People always say that having a stepmother means having a stepfather, and Tang Min’s temperament is quite odd. If Tang Zhengyuan were to bring home a new wife, and nobody looked after Tang Min, she feared...

"I don’t know, but Wang Aihua, she has remarried," said Zhang Hualian curtly.

"Who did she marry?" Tang Yue pressed.

Zhang Hualian replied, "Seems she married some young boss, quite wealthy too."

Tang Yue fell silent. Wang Aihua’s appearance wasn’t exactly stunning, so could it be that some young boss fancied someone like Wang Aihua?

As for Wang Aihua getting remarried, Tang Yue didn’t care in the least; she wished she’d never have to see her again.

Unfortunately, the world is just that small. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The next day, when Tang Yue went to the store, she ran into Wang Aihua. Wang Aihua’s new husband was a small-time boss, and right then, Wang Aihua was wearing a bright red dress, with gold necklaces and rings adorning her neck and fingers, and a thick bracelet on her wrist, looking every bit the nouveau riche.

"Hey, isn’t this Tang Yue?" Wang Aihua stepped forward in her red leather shoes, looking down at her with an air of arrogance and said, "Didn’t they say you got married? How come you’re not wearing any decent jewelry? Just a tiny gold ring on your finger?"

Wang Aihua looked disdainfully at Tang Yue’s ring—which was indeed quite small—and then, showing off, she revealed the gold bracelet and ring on her wrist, saying, "Look, Tang Yue, this is the gold bracelet my husband gave me. I said no, but he insisted on buying it for me, saying a woman has to be pampered."

Wang Aihua’s show-off attitude made the corners of Tang Yue’s mouth twitch in disdain. Standing next to Wang Aihua was a man with a pot belly, weasel-like beady eyes, and a large bald spot on his head.

The man looked to be in his forties or fifties, dressed in a reasonable attempt to look dapper, yet his appearance left much to be desired.

But then again, some people are attracted not to young and beautiful girls, or even to matured women with charm, but to the prospect of money, right?

How could anyone be attracted to someone like Wang Aihua... a middle-aged woman?

This thought crossed Tang Yue’s mind and was immediately dismissed; perhaps some people just prefer middle-aged women like Wang Aihua.

"The color of the gold doesn’t look pure, could be fake," Meng Siyu stepped forward, blocking the man’s gaze. His sharp and cold eyes swept towards the man, who suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

"Aihua, what is he saying? I cherish you so much, how could I possibly buy fakes? You saw when I bought these for you, didn’t you?" The man said affectionately as he took Wang Aihua’s hand, feigning deep emotion.

The pretense nearly made Tang Yue sick to her stomach.

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