âSame words as before. Iâm already incapable of handling you, much less capable of doing high-skill work like two-timing.â Song Tingshen glanced at her. âTo this day, thereâs no messy people around me, but you have plentiful suitors, each stronger than the previous one.â
Ruan Xia: ⦠Why did she dig this pit for herself and touch this sore spot? Why did this subject have to be brought up? Moreover, those men werenât her suitors at all. They were the original ownerâs suitors.
In the past, Song Tingshen didnât say a word, so she thought he didnât care. Now that everything else was sorted out, he was settling accounts at an opportune time.
Ruan Xia awkwardly laughed. âAh, this chicken tastes better now than at noon.â
Song Tingshen said, âDonât change the topic. I wonât fall for it. Iâm serious about wanting to talk about it. â
âBut whether it was Duan Chi or Qin Yu, I didnât pay attention to either of them.â Ruan Xia started to justify. âI didnât approach them. Theyâre the ones that approached me. No matter what, the blame canât land on me. Donât you agree? Just like when thieves rob a bank with lots of money. You canât blame the bank for having too much money. That logic would be wrong. So you canât blame me or admonish me.â
âI donât blame you.â Song Tingshen sighed. âI just think I should be more worried than you when it comes to this matter. Judging from data at least, the people after you far exceed the people after me, right?â
Ruan Xia touched her chin. âWhat you say makes sense. Iâm young and pretty.â
She would only say words like these in front of Song Tingshen. In fact, she was sighing and complimenting the original ownerâs beautyâ¦
â... Can you not use every opportunity to compliment yourself?â
Ruan Xia shook her head while grinning. âNope.â
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The original ownerâs physique was a bit on the cold side. Even if the heat was constantly on, her feet still felt cold when she got under her blanket. Little Wang wasnât home tonight. Song Tingshen very boldly and confidently came over with his pillow to spend the night.
Song Tingshen had a very cute habit. He was fine sleeping in any bed as long as he had his pillow.
As soon as he got into bed and pulled the blanket up, Ruan Xia put her slightly cold feet on his stomach.
âThis is the fee for your lodgings.â She had her own set of views.
Song Tingshen was helpless. He reached out and held her feet to warm them up.
On a night like this with its atmospheric mood, if they didnât do anything, it would be wronging Little Wang, who was sleeping over at the Ruanâs. After all, it was rare for the kiddo to not be at home and causing trouble.
A man and a woman alone in a bedroom. The housekeeper and Little Wang werenât around. The time was ripe.
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At the Ruanâs, Little Wang was about to call Ruan Xia, but he was stopped by Mother Ruan.
âDidnât you talk to your mom on the phone in the afternoon?â
Little Wang was lying in a big bed. He said, âI want to say goodnight to Mom. We say good night to each other every night.â
Mother Ruan thought it over and asked in a negotiating tone, âHow about you skip it tonight?â
Puzzled, Little Wang asked, âWhy?â
âThe family has Little Wang. And after tonight, there might be a little steamed bun too.â Mother Ruan smiled as she tucked in her grandson. âLetâs wait till tomorrow to call. You can say good morning to your mom then.â