Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 1228: Don’t Compare with the Young

Chapter 1228: Chapter 1228: Don’t Compare with the Young

Ruan Feng kept nodding his head, "I know, right now Mianmian’s marriage is the most important thing, everything else can wait."

Ruan Lingyu was willing to agree, which made him very happy, but he still felt a bit uneasy and urged her, "Lingyu, Mianmian’s marriage is a lifetime commitment, it’s not only about Mianmian but also about the He Family, so, since you have agreed, I hope that on that day, you won’t have a long face, try to hold back if anything happens, and don’t speak coldly to Mianmian when you lose your temper."

Hearing this, Ruan Lingyu snorted coldly, "If you’re not reassured, find another solution. I won’t guarantee anything. You know my temperament; I was born this way, and I can’t change now that I’ve lived half a lifetime."

Knowing she was speaking in anger, Ruan Feng didn’t take it personally, "How could I not trust you? We’ve known each other for most of our lives; I understand your temperament—it’s me who’s overthinking. Don’t take it to heart. You’re unwell, so go upstairs to rest as soon as possible."

Ruan Lingyu did feel very uncomfortable, but Ruan Feng’s caring words warmed her heart, "The bedding in your room has been washed clean and changed just a couple of days ago. You should rest early too! You’re getting on in years, don’t compare with the young people."

"Alright." Ruan Feng nodded, watching as Ruan Lingyu went upstairs.

After so many years of marriage from growing up together to getting divorced, this was the first time that Ruan Feng was so compliant with her, which made Ruan Lingyu feel not just warmth, but also that divorcing was the right decision.

At least, after the divorce, their encounters were no longer hostile. Ruan Feng was right; they were both getting older, and they didn’t have the energy to quarrel like they did in their youth.

As for Shen Mianmian’s wedding at home, Ruan Lingyu really wasn’t that resistant anymore; she was even somewhat looking forward to it. Ruan Feng was right, after all, Shen Mianmian is her daughter. Although she usually showed a strong dislike for Shen Mianmian, only Ruan Lingyu knew how worried she’d been about Shen Mianmian when she found out that He Nan had an accident.

And when Shen Mianmian gave birth, she was very anxious too; it’s just that Ruan Lingyu had been too proud her whole life to bow her head and admit it—the way she expressed herself was simply wrong.

Now that she wasn’t alone in the house, Ruan Lingyu felt especially at ease. Indeed, she was tired. She went upstairs and soon fell asleep, but woke in the middle of the night feeling thirsty. She opened the door to go to the living room for water, and when she turned on the light, she saw Ruan Feng groggily sitting up on the sofa.

He asked with concern, "What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ruan Lingyu was stunned for a moment before asking, "Why are you sleeping here? Didn’t I tell you that the bedding in the room is clean?"

"I was worried your fever might get worse in the middle of the night, sleeping upstairs felt safer," Ruan Feng said, as he got up and approached her. Taking the cup from her hand, he poured her some water, "It’s warm, just right for drinking."

Ruan Lingyu felt a mix of emotions, her eyes reddened, and she turned her head away, "The weather has cooled down, and you’re still sleeping in the living room. What if you catch a cold?"

"It’s okay; I am covered with a blanket," Ruan Feng said.

Ruan Lingyu glared at him, "What’s the use of a blanket? If you’re really worried, just sleep in the room for the night! Mianmian is getting married soon; what if you fall ill again? Who will be running around then? Do you think those young people will be of any help?"

Ruan Lingyu didn’t even realize that when she mentioned Shen Mianmian now, she called her Mianmian.