Before the lunar new year, Su Ruanruan received a letter from Bao Jingyuan.
She read it carefully and chuckled softly.
Bao Jingyan came out of the bathroom and sat beside her: "What did Jingyuan write that makes you so happy?"
Su Ruanruan folded the letter.
She said, "Everything is going well for Jingyuan over there! She sold some jewelry to sponsor a few kids’ education and even taught them to paint."
Bao Jingyan teased her, "You’ve done a good job teaching your sister-in-law."
But Su Ruanruan continued, "The letter also mentioned that Ke Lan has gone over there!"
Bao Jingyan couldn’t remember who that was.
Su Ruanruan informed him, "She’s also a student from Zhongjiang Academy of Fine Arts! Back then, she wrote a love letter to your second brother, and Jingyuan got into a fight with her! Now Ke Lan became a journalist and has nestled in there legitimately!"
She said with a smile, "Jingyuan must be fuming inside, yet she has to act magnanimous!"
Bao Jingyan immediately understood.
He said, "She can’t win against her, so she’s looking to you for backup!"
Su Ruanruan’s eyes shone brightly, "Should I write a letter to second brother?"
Bao Jingyan made a sarcastic comment, "Why would you write a letter to your second brother and talk to me about it! I am not privy to your secrets."
Su Ruanruan was very reserved.
She softly said, "In the past, your sarcastic words were tolerable! Now that Jingyuan is set on marrying him, you’ll have to call him brother-in-law soon, do you still plan to pick on me in front of second brother?"
Bao Jingyan saw she was truly annoyed.
He quickly apologized, "It was just a joke! A little romantic play between spouses, what’s it to others?"
Su Ruanruan handled it delicately.
She took the letter and wrote, intentionally asking his opinion word by word.
Bao Jingyan was both annoyed and amused, "Such a vengeful spirit, huh?"
He hugged her close with affection, "You’re still like you were as a child, quick-tempered and strong-willed!"
Su Ruanruan fiddled with the buttons on his shirt.
She stopped writing the letter, giving him her undivided attention.
Recently, Bao Jingyan had been working on a big project, busy for nearly half a month, and was finally free.
Alone in the study, it was incredibly private.
Having experienced countless moments of intimacy, being in each other’s arms inevitably stirred emotions.
Bao Jingyan respected her, careful not to make her uncomfortable, he whispered as he held her on the desk, "Should we go back to the bedroom?"
Su Ruanruan’s hair cascaded down.
She leaned against his chest and then looked up to kiss him...
After kissing for a while, Bao Jingyan chuckled, "I’ll go get something!"
Su Ruanruan’s voice trembled gently, "Don’t!"
Her eyelashes fluttered, her voice soft, "We’re about to get married!"
Bao Jingyan hesitated for a moment, and eventually locked the door, that ’something’ ultimately remained unobtained...
The letter was written the next day.
In the letter, Su Ruanruan asked her second brother to take good care of Jingyuan, with an undertone of protectiveness throughout the letter.
Su Ruanruan’s face heated up, but she couldn’t bother with that now.
With the lunar new year approaching, Jingyuan couldn’t come back.
So Su Ruanruan decided to buy some new clothes and send them to her, to be delivered by second brother.
Coincidentally, Mrs. Gu and her mother-in-law as well as Mrs. Ma were also going shopping.
They hit it off instantly.
Su Ruanruan bought quite a few pieces of clothing for Jingyuan, and even Mrs. Gu said, "You treat Jingyuan differently."
Su Ruanruan hummed softly in response.
She said, "Jingyuan trusts me, and I am willing to take care of her matters."
Mrs. Gu smiled.
Her daughter being well-cared for in her marital home made her very relieved.
The group of noble ladies grew tired from shopping and sat down for tea and a chat.
Mrs. Ma shared some news with great insight, "Did you hear? Yin Mingzhu has gone to Yangcheng."
Mrs. Gu and Chen An’an were surprised.
But Su Ruanruan knew about it.
She took a sip of the fragrant tea and spoke softly, "Mrs. Zhou wrote to me about it, Yin Mingzhu followed that Mr. Huo from Yangcheng."
Mrs. Gu was shocked.
She blurted out, "That Mr. Huo must be nearly sixty, right? No matter what, Yin Mingzhu shouldn’t demean herself like that!"