"He Nan," Shen Mianmian felt a surge of emotion and threw herself into his arms, her head nuzzling against his chest like a little kitten, but she couldn’t utter a word.
He Nan held her quietly and intentionally asked, "So what do you plan to do with this money now?"
"Buy a house," Shen Mianmian answered very crisply, not waiting for He Nan to question further, she added, "I was planning to buy a house for myself to live in, but now I’m thinking of buying one for someone else to live in. I want to become a landlady, so that even if I accomplish nothing else, just by collecting rent, I won’t starve to death."
As for the future, Shen Mianmian’s idea was simple: if she really married He Nan, she definitely wouldn’t be able to return to Licheng to live frequently. With the compensation from the demolition of that house, she would continue to buy property in Beijing.
Considering the future prices of houses in Beijing, she would be worth hundreds of millions in ten or twenty years. Even if she did nothing, she wouldn’t have to worry about food or drink for the rest of her life.
She’d be at peace being He Nan’s wife, looking after He Nan. She didn’t want to be some powerful career woman; she just wanted to be by his side, advancing and retreating together with him.
If she couldn’t end up with He Nan, with those houses, she wouldn’t have to worry about food and clothing. She could do the work she liked, then collect rent every month, travel around, indulge in delicacies from all places, and live a carefree and comfortable life. Anyway, she’d live however made her happy.
He Nan was amused by her quirky thinking, "You sure know how to plan for your future."
Shen Mianmian playfully pouted, "With you here, even if I can’t collect any rent, I won’t starve. So, having too much savings is pointless, as money devalues the fastest."
"You see things very clearly," He Nan praised.
After chatting idly for a few more sentences, he suddenly turned serious and asked, "Has Yiqian been coming over frequently lately?"
Shen Mianmian was taken aback by the sudden shift to Ruan Yiqian, feeling somewhat surprised, but she still answered truthfully, "He has come quite a few times lately. I always feel he’s a bit strange; he’s been very different since coming back from Licheng."
He Nan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips remained sealed, his thumb gently rubbing on her shoulder, seemingly deep in thought.
After pondering for a while, Shen Mianmian spoke softly, "He Nan, Brother Ruan said that during his trip to Licheng, he found news about his sister, and now they are just waiting for the DNA test."
Having said this, she pressed her lips tightly together and fell silent.
"What are you worried about?" He Nan asked softly.
"You and Miss Ruan..." Shen Mianmian hesitated.
"It’s just a joke from the elders," He Nan said, lowering his head to kiss her forehead. "Don’t overthink things. Ruan Mianer can’t change anything."
"He Nan, what do you like about me?" Official source ıs 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅✦𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾✦𝗇𝖾𝗍
Shen Mianmian suddenly raised her head, looking seriously into his eyes. As their eyes met, He Nan’s dark and profound gaze made it impossible to see what he was thinking.
She didn’t know why she wanted to ask this, but she couldn’t help it. Maybe Ruan Lingyu’s words had planted a thorn in her heart.
Actually, aside from being pretty, she really was very ordinary, and around He Nan, there were never any shortage of beautiful girls. So what He Nan liked, she didn’t know.
Before, she never thought about these questions.
But ever since Ruan Lingyu spoke those words, sometimes she would find herself pondering this question unintentionally.
"Why do you suddenly want to ask this question?" He Nan looked at her youthful face, his voice unintentionally softening a bit.