At the moment she mentioned that she had gone to see Shen Mianmian, He Nan’s face darkened, "Auntie Ruan, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can just tell me directly. There’s no need to look for her. I don’t want anyone to affect her mood."
Seeing his expression change so suddenly, Ruan Lingyu instantly realized something, "You didn’t come because of Shen Mianmian?"
Could it be that she had misunderstood, and Shen Mianmian hadn’t complained?
"Mom, Xiaonan came here because I asked him to. I have some business matters I wanted to discuss with him," Ruan Yiqian was very troubled. He Nan was already somewhat angry about their family’s previous bad attitude towards Mianmian, and now Ruan Lingyu had even admitted to having approached Mianmian.
So the girl really hadn’t complained?
It seemed that the young girl truly had deep thoughts; she was able to keep matters to herself. Even though she had lived for decades, she was no match for a young girl.
Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat amiss, Ruan Yiqian said, "It’s getting late. Xiaonan, you must be tired from your trip today, you should go back and rest early. We can talk about this matter tomorrow. After all, it’s not urgent just for tonight."
After sending off He Nan, Ruan Yiqian then coaxed Ruan Lingyu up the stairs.
He went to his father’s study, picked up a photo of Ruan Mianmian when she was a child, and started looking at it. The more he looked, the more he felt she resembled Shen Mianmian, resulting in a bitter smile curling up at the corners of his mouth.
Why hadn’t he been firmer back then, and investigated more into Shen Mianmian?
His sister was only two or three years old when she went missing, having just learned to talk. Later on, she was trafficked to Licheng. After interacting more with the people there, she must have picked up their dialect, since children’s language abilities are inherently strong.
Now with things having reached this point, he had offended He Nan and also caused Mianmian to start resisting them, which really caused him a headache.
Early the next morning, Shen Mianmian got up early, having decided to stop dwelling on the unresolved issues from last night. Ruan Mianmian was essentially found, and if Big Brother He wanted to break up with her, she would accept it. If Big Brother He discovered that he actually liked her, then there’s even less reason for her to worry needlessly.
Thus, Shen Mianmian’s mood improved somewhat.
Since Grandpa hadn’t come last week, she guessed he might come this week. So, after she and Yang Xiaoxi had breakfast, they went to the market, buying some food and planning to cook something extra delicious for lunch. Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽
Just as she was cooking lunch, Grandpa arrived. Possibly because he hadn’t come last week, he arrived quite early this week.
As he arrived, Yang Xiaoxi excitedly ran to the kitchen door, "Mianmian, Grandpa is here."
Grandpa liked to tell stories about the past, stories Yang Xiaoxi hadn’t heard before, and she really enjoyed listening to them. So, seeing Grandpa come over, she was very happy.
Hearing the noise, Shen Mianmian walked out of the kitchen. Seeing that Grandpa looked well, she sighed in relief that he probably hadn’t gone hungry this week, and asked with concern, "Grandpa, why didn’t you come last week? Did you run into some trouble?"
"Last week my grandson came back. He was causing trouble at home, and I was afraid he would discover my connection with you and then bother you, so I didn’t come," Old Mr. He was now frankly speaking ill of his own grandson, having long since taken a more agreeable approach.
Shen Mianmian and Yang Xiaoxi had no doubt about his words.
"I’ll go and finish cooking the meal. It will be ready soon. You and Xiaoxi sit down and have a chat for a while."
"Alright, alright," Old Mr. He nodded repeatedly, appreciating the young girl’s cooking skills. He had been craving her cooking for half a month now.