Chapter 40: with translation of chapter title

Yi Ruan gave him an indifferent glance, then climbed onto the bed, stepping onto the edge, and pulled a quilt from the high cabinet.

Translation: Yi Ruan glanced at him indifferently, then got onto the bed, stepping onto the edge, she took a quilt from the high cabinet.

She glanced at him indifferently, then got onto the bed, stepping onto the edge, and took a quilt from the high cabinet.

We need to keep as single line.

She quietly spread it on the bed.

Translation: She spread it quietly on the bed.

Seeing this, the man paused, but he didn't dare to look at her.

Translation: Seeing this, the man paused his movements, but dared not look at her.

After he finished tidying up, Yi Ruan sat on the bed and looked at her phone.

Translation: After he finished tidying up, Yi Ruan sat on the bed, looking at her phone.

He obediently pulled back the blanket and lay down beside her.

Translation: He honestly lifted the quilt and lay down beside her.

Seeing her focused expression, he couldn't help but smile, but when he saw how the once plump and radiant Yi Ruan in her pajamas had become so loose in the same sleepwear, his heart ached.

Translation: Seeing her focused expression, he involuntarily smiled, but when he saw Yi Ruan, who used to be plump and radiant in her pajamas, now wearing the same pajamas but much looser, his heart ached.

His heart felt as empty as that loose pajama.

Translation: His heart was like that empty pajama.

She lowered her gaze slightly, her indifferent peach-blossom eyes meeting his deep ones; in that moment, she felt a twinge of reluctance.

Translation: She slightly lowered her head to look at him; her indifferent peach-blossom eyes met his deep gaze, and for a moment she felt reluctant.

"Go to sleep, I still have some work to handle."

Translation: "Go to sleep, I still have some official matters to attend to."

Those words sounded indifferent and aloof.

Translation: These words sounded, like indifferent aloofness.

These words sounded indifferent and aloof.

The man murmured in a low voice, "Ruanruan, staying up late is bad for your health."

Translation: The man murmured softly, "Ruan Ruan, staying up late is bad for your health."

Note: "Ruanruan" is a nickname for Yi Ruan; we keep it as "Ruanruan".

Thus line 11: The man murmured softly, "Ruanruan, staying up late is bad for your health."

She looked at him, gave a cold laugh, put down her phone, and said, "If I didn't stay up late, your son would have starved to death."

Translation: She looked at him, gave a cold laugh, put down her phone, "If I didn't stay up late, your son would have starved to death."

Yi Ruan lay down angrily, turning her back to him.

Translation: Yi Ruan lay down angrily, turning her back to him.

Fu Qiming stared for a moment, then fell silent.

Translation: Fu Qiwei stared, then said nothing more.

Even though Grandfather Fu had scolded him with countless words, his heart remained calm, yet just a few sentences from her could make him feel suffocated.

Translation: Even though Grandfather Fu scolded him with hundreds of sentences, his heart remained undisturbed, but only a few words from her could make him feel suffocated.

Note: "Grandfather Fu" refers to the old master of the Fu family.

Yi Ruan fell asleep shortly after lying down.

Translation: Yi Ruan fell asleep shortly after lying down.

The man listened to the woman's soft, steady breathing beside him, then slowly pulled back her blanket.

Translation: The man listened to the woman's slight, steady breathing beside him, then slowly lifted her quilt.

She woke up in the middle of the night.

Translation: At midnight, she woke up.

Hearing Fantan's nighttime noises from the next room, she wordlessly looked at the man holding her.

Translation: Hearing the sound of the rice ball getting up at night from the next room, she speechlessly looked at the man holding her.

Note: "Fantan" is a nickname for the boy; we keep it as "Fantan".

The man's arms were tightly wrapped around her, and the petite woman looked frail in his embrace.

Translation: The man's arms were tightly wrapped around her; the petite woman in his embrace looked very thin.

"Fu Qiming," she said softly, her eyes straining to adjust to the darkness.

Translation: "Fu Qiwei." She said in a flat tone, her eyes straining to adjust to the darkness.

The man held her tighter, yet turned a deaf ear.

Translation: The man held her tighter, yet turned a deaf ear.

"Fu Qiming," she said, her voice sinking lower.

Translation: "Fu Qiwei." Her voice sank lower.

The man behind her leaned in closer.

Translation: The man behind her leaned in closer.

"I didn't just bring Fantan back to acknowledge my roots; I also came back to divorce you."

Translation: "I didn't just bring Fantan back to acknowledge my ancestry; I also came back to divorce you."

The man behind her shuddered, his voice hoarse and restrained, "Why?"

Translation: The man behind her shuddered, his voice hoarse and suppressed, "Why?"

Yi Ruan closed her eyes, not responding.

Translation: Yi Ruan closed her eyes, not responding.

"Why?"

Translation: "Why?"

Fu Qiming flipped her onto her back, his fragile gaze locking onto hers as he forced her to open her eyes and meet his, but she turned her head away.

Translation: Fu Qiwei flipped her over, pressing her beneath him, his eyes fragile as he looked at her, forcing her to open her eyes and meet his gaze, but she turned her head aside.

He loomed over her like a beast just released from its cage, his eyes blood-red as he gazed at her, his thumb lightly brushing her cheek, "Ruanruan, don't do this to me, don't do this to me."

Translation: He lunged forward, pressing down like a beast just released from its cage, his eyes scarlet as he gazed at her, his thumb lightly tracing her cheek, "Ruanruan, don't treat me like this, don't treat me like this."

"There's no love left between us," she said, looking at him, tears glimmering in her eyes; in the darkness, her thin lips pressed into a line.

Translation: "There's no love left between us." She looked at him, tears glimmering in her eyes, in the darkness her thin lips pressed into a line.

The man scoffed, paused, then suddenly tore open her nightgown and bit her lips without warning, violently and urgently invading her body.

Translation: The man scoffed, paused, then suddenly tore open her pajamas, unexpectedly biting her thin lips, violently and urgently invading her body.

"Love is something you do."

Translation: "Love is made by doing."

A feeling of suffocation washed over her, leaving her limbs weak, yet she summoned the last of her strength to push him away, wrapped in the blanket, she lowered her voice and snapped, "Fu Qiming, don't go too far!"

Translation: A feeling of suffocation welled up, making her limbs weak, yet she summoned the last bit of strength to push him away, wrapped in the quilt, she lowered her voice and exclaimed angrily, "Fu Qiwei, don't go too far!"

"Am I being excessive? When you left the Fu family and vanished completely, didn't you think there was a man in Runan City waiting for you to come home?!!" He gripped Yi Ruan's chin, his red eyes frightening, his cold voice full of repression.

Translation: "Too much? When you left the Fu family and vanished completely, did you ever think there was a man in Runan City waiting for you to come home?!" He gripped Yi Ruan's chin, his scarlet eyes frightening, his cold voice full of repression.

Fu Qiming wished he could shoot that ignorant, ungrateful woman, yet he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Translation: Fu Qiwei wished he could shoot that ignorant, ungrateful woman, but in the end he couldn't bring himself to do it.

His voice softened, his long fingers trembling as he released her; she collapsed heavily, his sorrowful gaze making one's heart ache, "When you walked away with that man, did you never feel any pity for me?"

Translation: His voice softened, his long fingers trembled as he let go of her, she collapsed heavily, his gaze sorrowful enough to tug at the heart, "When you went with that man, did you never feel any pity for me?"

Yi Ruan turned her head away and snorted coldly, "If it weren't for Moci, the grass on my grave would already be half a foot deep."

Translation: Yi Ruan turned her head away and gave a cold laugh, if it weren't for Mo Ci, she'd probably have grass half a foot deep on her grave by now.

Note: "Moci" is a person's name; we keep it as "Moci".

"Ruanruan, remember, I love you."

Translation: "Ruanruan, remember, I love you."

His affection was not accepted by Yi Ruan.

Translation: His affection was not accepted by Yi Ruan.

"I remember, you also loved me..."

Translation: "I remember, you also loved me..."

In the dark room, the only sounds were their breathing and the faint noises from the next room.

Translation: In the dark room, the only thing audible was each other's breathing, and the faint sounds from the next room.

His voice sounded desolate.

Translation: His voice was very desolate.

The next morning.

Translation: Next morning.

The man rubbed his eyes awake, casually reached out, and found only a neatly folded blanket beside him.

Translation: The man rubbed his eyes awake, casually reached out, and found only a neatly folded quilt beside him.

Fu Qiming looked at his fingers, the ring on them gradually losing its original luster.

Translation: Fu Qiwei looked at his fingers; the ring on them gradually faded from its original brilliance.

She let out a soft sigh, got up in her pajamas, and pulled open the curtains.

Translation: He let out a slight sigh, got up in his pajamas, and pulled open the curtains.

In the courtyard, a woman sat on a rattan chair while a boy stood before her, stretching his shoulders; his delicate, sculpted face was slick with sweat, and his entire back was drenched.

Translation: In the courtyard, a woman sat on a rattan chair, a boy stood before her, pulling his shoulders; his delicately carved face was already slick with sweat, his entire back soaked through.

Yi Ruan held a rattan cane, looking at Fantan, and said calmly, "Both arms."

Translation: Yi Ruan held a rattan cane, looking at Fantan, she said lightly, "Both arms."

Fantan raised his right arm, his fair teeth gently biting his rosy lips.

Translation: Fantan lifted his right arm, his fair teeth gently biting his pink lips.

After about ten minutes, she stood up.

Translation: After about ten minutes, she stood up.

The rattan cane tapped Fantan's waist, "Straighten up, run laps."

Translation: The rattan cane tapped Fantan's waist, "Straighten up, run the lap."

She had never thought of training Fantan to become a Peking Opera star; she only wanted to improve his demeanor.

Translation: She had never thought of training Fantan to become a Peking opera star; she only wanted to improve his demeanor.

Fu Qiming watched for a while, then went downstairs to wash up.

Translation: Fu Qiwei watched for a while, then washed up and went downstairs.

The servants in the courtyard each carried out their duties.

Translation: The servants in the courtyard each performed their duties.

She felt someone standing behind her.

Translation: She felt someone standing behind her.

Fantan's rosy lips parted slightly as he breathed lightly.

Translation: Fantan's pink little mouth opened slightly, breathing lightly.

Seeing Fu Qiming, he looked like a savior, "Mom, noon, candy."

Translation: Upon seeing Fu Qiwei, as if seeing a savior, he said, "Mom, noon, sugar."

"Mm." She tossed the rattan cane aside, and Fantan immediately ran over to hug her.

Translation: "Mm." She threw down the rattan cane, and Fantan immediately ran over and hugged her.

Seeing him blink his big eyes, Yi Ruan glanced at him indifferently, "After finishing a meal, rest a bit, continue training, after training rest, finish lunch, take a nap, practice piano at three, train at five, eat dinner at eight, go to sleep."

Fantuan let his head droop; how did he come back and still have so many tasks to do?

「Young master, what's for breakfast? 」

The servant suddenly walked over and asked the man behind her.

Fu Qiwei took the menu, and Fantuan, seeing through a gap in Yi Ruan's arm, caught Fu Qiwei lowering his head in deep thought, but accidentally laughed out loud.

The man looked at him gently, "Fantuan, what do you want to eat?"

His voice was low and gentle.

Yi Ruan looked at Fantuan, his eyes practically flying to the menu, and she said softly, "Mom made you dinosaur eggs this morning."

Fu Qiwei raised his eyebrows slightly, "What are dinosaur eggs?"

After half an hour, Fantuan sat in the chair, shaking his head and wagging his tail, waiting for the "dinosaur eggs" to come; when he went into the kitchen, he discovered they were actually goose eggs.

He stood behind her and chuckled, "You're basically committing fraud."

If Fantuan had even an elementary education, he wouldn't have been fooled by her.

Yi Ruan skillfully cracked the goose egg, placing it into a porcelain bowl scalded with hot water; she wore a pink apron, gentle and earnest.

"There's no way; this guy makes every meal a challenge, so I have to trick him into eating." She skillfully scrambled the goose egg with three chopsticks, dipped a chopstick in the egg mixture then into the edible salt to pick up a bit of salt, re-opened the goose egg, poured in an appropriate amount of boiling water and oil, and placed it in the pot to steam.

The whole process was very skilled; the man gently hugged her from behind—she used to burn even fried eggs.

Yi Ruan didn't pull away; she still had occasions when she needed Fu Qiwei, so she couldn't be too harsh.

"Ruanruan, can you give me something to eat later?"

Fantuan climbed down from the chair, shaking his head as he ran over, "Mom, I'm hungry."

But he didn't want to see the two of them being intimate; he tilted his head, poked his own head, full of puzzlement—"Mom, you don't dislike Dad, do you?"

Once, Fantuan's mother, because she disliked his father, ended up implicating him as well.

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