Chapter 47

These words from Feng Tingshen were definitely not meant for her.

In all the years they had been married, Feng Tingshen had never slept holding her like this.

As for a morning kiss, that was even more impossible.

Rong Ci was certain that Feng Tingshen had mistaken her for Lin Wu.

Rong Ci pursed her lips, her eyes slowly turning red.

Feng Tingshen did not wake up.

Rong Ci looked at him, suppressed the sourness in her heart, took a deep breath, and slowly widened the distance between them, peeling herself away from his embrace.

They were pressed so closely together that even if her movements were light, it was impossible not to disturb him.

Sure enough, just as she removed his hand from her waist and sat up on her side, preparing to pull her legs back, Feng Tingshen woke up.

Their gazes met exactly.

Feng Tingshen woke up, and perhaps having figured out the situation between them and realizing he had held the wrong person, he paused and loosened his legs.

Rong Ci pulled back her legs, turned around, and without looking at him again, moved to the edge of the bed, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom.

By the time she finished washing up and came out, Feng Tingshen was no longer in the room.

She went out of the room and discovered that Feng Tingshen was still wearing those pajamas, chatting on the phone at the end of the hallway.

Rong Ci only glanced at him once before withdrawing her gaze and heading downstairs.

The old lady was already awake.

After a while, Feng Jingxin also came downstairs.

The old lady smiled: "Since everyone is awake, let's have breakfast first."

Feng Jingxin: "Okay!"

Just as Feng Jingxin finished speaking, Feng Tingshen also came down and sat beside Rong Ci as usual.

Remembering what happened this morning, Rong Ci shifted her seat, slightly increasing the distance between them.

Feng Jingxin was eating noodles and looking at Feng Tingshen; as if remembering something, she asked with her big, beautiful eyes: "Does Dad also like to sleep while holding Mom?"

Rong Ci was drinking noodle soup and choked directly upon hearing this.

Feng Tingshen heard this but did not answer.

Rong Ci had already choked until her face was red, and at this moment, she felt even more awkward, her expression unnatural.

The old lady heard this and was very happy: "Oh? Why does Xin Xin say that?"

"Just now when I woke up and went to Mom's room to find Mom, I found Mom being held in Dad's arms..."

The old lady laughed, suddenly realizing, and gave a long "Oh," teasingly looking at Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen.

Feng Tingshen still didn't speak.

Rong Ci's expression became even more unnatural.

Because she knew that the person Feng Tingshen wanted to hold was not her at all.

At this moment, her phone rang.

It was a call from Old Lady Rong.

Rong Ci answered: "Grandma."

Old Lady Rong said on the other end of the phone that her aunt had returned and brought her souvenirs, asking if she had time to come back for a meal later.

Rong Ci looked at the old lady and said: "Xin Xin and I are at the old mansion right now."

Judging by the old lady's earlier intent, she quite wanted them to accompany her to the manor to pick fruit later.

The two old ladies were good friends; upon learning the purpose of Old Lady Rong's call, Old Lady Feng said: "Then take Xin Xin back."

She looked at Feng Tingshen again: "Tingshen, you haven't visited your Grandma Rong for a long time either. Since you're free now, accompany Xiao Ci back for a trip."

Feng Tingshen was eating breakfast and said indifferently: "I have things to do later."

Rong Ci listened, her face showing not a hint of surprise.

She had guessed it long ago.

When it came to her affairs, Feng Tingshen was always busy.

Yet when facing Lin Wu, no matter how busy he was, he could always find time.

That was the difference.

The old lady's face darkened: "What is so important? How long has it been since you went back with Xiao Ci—"

"Grandma." Rong Ci interrupted the old lady, her expression calm as she said: "It's fine. Since Tingshen has things to do, Xin Xin and I can go back by ourselves."

"You—"

Rong Ci said this because she didn't want to force him, and she didn't care anymore.

But the old lady thought she was saying this because she didn't want to put Feng Tingshen in a difficult position.

Seeing Rong Ci still being so considerate and submissive toward Feng Tingshen, the old lady felt both heartache and helplessness.

The matter was settled just like that.

After breakfast and chatting with the old lady for a while, Rong Ci prepared to take Feng Jingxin and leave.

The old lady had prepared many gifts for Rong Ci to take to her good friends.

Rong Ci couldn't refuse, so she had to take them.

Feng Tingshen hadn't left yet; he went out with the old lady to see her and Feng Jingxin off.

Feng Jingxin came over and hugged Feng Tingshen's leg: "Will Dad come home tonight?"

Feng Tingshen ruffled her hair: "Yes."

Between Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen, there was still no communication throughout.

After Feng Jingxin got into the car, she waved to the old lady and drove away.

In the rearview mirror, she saw Feng Tingshen and the old lady standing together, watching her car leave.

Arriving at the Rong residence, Rong Ci parked the car in the small courtyard of the Rong villa, and the old lady and her aunt He Mingxue came out to welcome them.

Seeing the trunk of Rong Ci's car packed with gifts, the old lady frowned: "Why did you bring so many things?"

"Grandma asked me to bring them to you."

Ever since Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen married, the interaction between Old Lady Rong and Old Lady Feng had become less close than before.

Hearing this, Old Lady Rong hummed and didn't speak.

Rong Ci noticed that the villa opposite them had scaffolding set up and was undergoing renovations, so she changed the subject and asked: "Is someone moving into that villa?"

"I suppose so. They started renovating last week. Judging by what the workers said, it seems the owner is in a hurry to move in. Look, it hasn't been many days, and the renovation work on this large villa is already almost done. I estimate it won't be long before someone moves in."

This area was an old villa district, and everyone had lived together for ten or twenty years, so everyone was quite familiar with each other.

Now that someone was moving in, and right across from their house, Rong Ci's aunt He Mingxue helped carry things while saying: "I hope the new neighbors are easy to get along with."

If they were unreasonable, then the days ahead might not be very easy.

After entering the house, He Mingxue brought out some high-quality bird's nest she had specially stewed for Rong Ci: "I heard from Mom that you've been looking quite haggard lately. I specially had someone save this bird's nest for me. Take some back with you tonight and have someone stew it for you to eat."

Rong Ci took the bowl: "Okay, thank you, Aunt."

Rong Ci's uncle Rong Changsheng was busy with work and didn't return until dinner.

Remembering the last time Yu Moxun retaliated against Feng Tingshen because he wouldn't let Lin Wu enter Chang Mo to work, which ended up implicating Rong Changsheng and causing him to lose a project, Rong Ci felt incredibly guilty.

"Uncle, I'm sorry about what happened last time."

"It's fine, it's already in the past." Rong Changsheng didn't mind: "I already said before, even without the Lin family, given the current situation of the Rong family, we wouldn't have been able to handle that project anyway. You don't need to blame yourself."

This matter absolutely could not let the old lady know; if she found out that Feng Tingshen helped Lin Wu bully their Rong family, she would likely be furious.

Seeing the old lady coming over, Rong Changsheng nudged Rong Ci, signaling her to stop talking.

Rong Ci then changed the subject.