Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 1209: Tang Ling Comes Looking

Chapter 1209: Chapter 1209: Tang Ling Comes Looking

Back in our hometown, everyone would recycle their worn-out clothes to make shoe insoles and the like. A wealthy person like Shen Mianmian certainly wouldn’t do that.

Nobody wears cloth shoes anymore.

With this in mind, Zhu Yun glanced at her own shoes. She saw that she would need to buy a new pair to avoid looking out of place among the rich guests at the upcoming banquet.

Shen Mianmian quickly emerged from the room, holding a bag of clothes. Zhu Yun’s eyes instantly lit up, and she hurried forward to take the clothes.

"Wow! Mianmian, are these all for me?"

"Mhm," Shen Mianmian nodded, "These are all used clothes, but I haven’t worn them much. If you don’t mind, you can take them home to wear."

The clothes Shen Mianmian was giving away were ones she bought herself; she kept the ones given to her by Yang Xiaoxi and Fu Hua.

"I don’t mind at all, as long as I have clothes to wear, why would I mind!" Zhu Yun was eager to get home and check out the clothes and didn’t feel like staying longer, "I’ll take the clothes back first, you go on with your reading!"

With one arm holding the clothes and the other leading her daughter, Zhu Yun left in high spirits.

Shen Mianmian had been pregnant for only a few months, and Zhu Yun watched as she wore many nice clothes that had barely been worn. Now, she felt like she had stumbled upon a great bargain.

After seeing off Zhu Yun, Shen Mianmian lay back down on the lounge chair to read. When she was alone at home, her favorite pastime was to read in the yard. Zhu Yun had left in a hurry, still holding things in her hand, so she left the door open. Shen Mianmian noticed the open door but didn’t mind much, as it was daytime.

After reading for a while, she suddenly felt sleepy and dozed off. In a daze, it seemed as if she saw someone standing at the doorway—it was Tang Ling, who had been missing for a long time.

Tang Ling looked at her with a ferocious expression, as if she were looking at an enemy, her eyes seemingly ready to tear Shen Mianmian apart.

Shen Mianmian’s heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly woke up. It was just a dream, she sighed with relief, but then noticed that the front door seemed to be more widely open than before.

Could it have been blown by the wind?

Shen Mianmian got up with suspicion, slowly walked to the door, and as she was about to close it, she caught a glimpse of a woman standing to the right of the doorway. She was startled and took a closer look—it was Tang Ling, who had been missing for such a long time.

She had just dreamed of Tang Ling standing at the door, glaring at her, and now there really was Tang Ling, wearing a bright red dress. Although Tang Ling didn’t have the fierce look from the dream, the scene was still frightening enough to put Shen Mianmian on guard.

"Why are you here?" she asked proactively.

Tang Ling stared at Shen Mianmian for a while, seemingly observing something. Upon hearing Shen Mianmian’s question, she gave an irrelevant reply, "Your complexion is healthy and rosy, seems like you’ve been living well lately."

Shen Mianmian furrowed her brows, "Are you looking for Brother He?"

"No." Tang Ling shook her head, her tone so calm it was unnerving, "I’m here for you."

Shen Mianmian raised an eyebrow, "For me?"

"Yes, for you," Tang Ling nodded, her tone mocking: "Shen Mianmian, I just wanted to see if you had any remorse after the death of my daughter, but it seems you haven’t any at all."