Chapter 107 – Hadn’t she always been Little Wang’s mother? (1)
Ruan Xia wasn’t saying that to flirt with him. She was just stating the truth. More than anyone else, she hoped that Song Tingshen could live a long life. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have rushed to City A after transmigrating here and tried her best to help him escape disaster.
Even towards cats and dogs, one would develop feelings for them after living with them for a while, much less towards a human roommate. Now that she had lived with Song Tingshen under the sa roof for a period of ti, she truly hoped that he could happily live to old age.
It was obvious that Song Tingshen had misunderstood the intention behind her words. He froze for a mont after hearing those words. Then, he nodded and lowered his head to eat the noodles.
“This tastes pretty good.” Song Tingshen wasn’t stingy with his complints. “It tastes much better than my cooking.”
Even if Ruan Xia suspected that he was being polite, she still felt happy hearing his complint. “It’s not hard to make this. As long as you add a soft-boiled egg and lunch at to the noodles, it’ll usually turn out okay.”
Song Tingshen could no longer rember the taste of his mother’s longevity noodles. Too many years had passed. If it wasn’t for old photos, he might not even rember what they looked like. His mories of them had beco so indistinct. He wasn’t flattering her when he said this bowl of longevity noodles tasted better than what he made for himself. Perhaps, the taste was different because soone else had made them for him and these longevity noodles continued her well wishes?
Today, she baked a birthday cake for him and cooked him longevity noodles. Song Tingshen felt that no matter what kind of conditions Ruan Xia puts forward in the future, even if they were excessive, he could agree to them. Because other than agreeing to her requests, he didn’t know what else would make her happy.
It was 11 PM by the ti he finished eating the longevity noodles.
Ruan Xia stood up and said to him, “Don’t stay up late after eating the noodles. I’m going back to bed.”
“Okay.” Song Tingshen hesitated for a little bit. Just as she was going to take the first step up the stairs, he called out to her, “Ruan Xia, thank you so much for today.”
Ruan Xia didn’t agree or refute. She simply smiled. “You’re welco.”
The two of them had been treating each other very politely. There were no conflicts of interests, conflicting views, or disagreents between them. They lived under the sa roof and tried their best to show a good side of them to each other. In the end, they shared the common goal of trying to give Little Wang a warm and harmonious family.
Ruan Xia returned to her room and looked at Little Wang, who was deeply asleep and snoring. She leaned over and kissed his chubby cheek. “Good night, sweetheart.”
At the sa ti, Song Tingshen, who had returned to his room too, couldn’t fall asleep. He took out his phone and opened WeChat. After contemplating for a while, he changed Ruan Xia’s note to “Little Wang’s Mom.” He stared at those three words and laughed.
What was he doing?
Hadn’t she always been Little Wang’s mother?
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