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Chapter 92: Can Ruanruan Grant Me Status?

Grandma Wen's kindness was hard to turn down, so Ruan Jinghong could only obediently accept the arrangement.

It's not the first time she has stayed in the same room with Wen Jin, once when she was recording a variety show abroad, and twice at her own home.

Sharing the same bed seems to have become a common thing, but this time, the space was replaced by the room where Wen Jin grew up.

It feels a little subtle.

Wen Jin, concerned about Ruan Jinghong's comfort, gave her the bathroom in her own bedroom, while she herself went to the bathroom in the guest room.

The bathroom had a spacious layout, with a luxurious jacuzzi installed on one side of the glass door.

She wrapped her body, still moist with water droplets, in a bath towel and reached out to pick up the intimate clothing on the bathroom countertop.

The silk undergarments were all brand new and perfectly fit her size, indicating that the hosts had already anticipated that she would spend the night away from home.

Ruan Jinghong changed into clean underwear, and it was unclear whether it was due to the heat of the steam in the bathroom or for some other reason, but her delicate and pretty face blushed slightly.

She tightly wrapped herself in the brand new bathrobe, her body flushed with color. After quickly blow-drying her hair in the bathroom and tidying up, she entered the bedroom, but still didn't see any sign of the host.

She let out a slight sigh of relief and quietly sat on the nearby sofa, waiting. During this time, she absentmindedly took out her phone and casually browsed the internet, but her mind was elsewhere.

She then looked around at the surroundings.

Compared to the guest room she had glimpsed earlier, the space in this bedroom wasn't particularly large. However, with only a bed and a sofa as the main furnishings, the room felt incredibly spacious.

The entire room was adorned in a cool color scheme, with the floor, walls, curtains, and bedding all in shades of black or white, creating a minimalist atmosphere.

Is this the place where Teacher Wen grew up?

Ruan Jinghong pondered in her heart, it's hard to imagine what kind of mentality a person has for arranging her small nest in such a style

The window was not tightly shut, allowing the cold night breeze to seep into the room, causing Ruan Jinghong to shiver involuntarily.

The bedroom door was slightly ajar, and there had been no activity outside for quite some time.

Wen Jin still hadn't returned.

It had been thirty-seven minutes since their last encounter. In this unfamiliar environment, Ruan Jinghong was both afraid of meeting Wen Jin too soon and afraid of not being able to find her at all.

After sitting alone on the sofa for a quarter of an hour, Ruan Jinghong finally couldn't bear it and decided to step outside to take a look.

She passed through the corridor outside the bedroom and encountered a man wearing frameless glasses. It was the current husband of Mrs. Wen whom she had seen at the banquet tonight.

By the way, the rooms on the east side of the house were where the owners lived.

Speaking of which, this man could be considered Wen Jin's stepfather, an elder figure, although he looked quite young.

Ruan Jinghong nodded at him awkwardly and called out, "Uncle."

He Yuan wasn't bothered by being called "uncle" by a girl who was about ten years younger than him. As an elder and a member of the host family, he politely exchanged a few pleasantries.

Ruan Jinghong could sense that the other person seemed a bit awkward, but he stood there and exchanged polite greetings with her, his words carrying a slight hint of trying to please.

This feeling is too strange.

Ruan Jinghong didn't dislike him, but she also didn't want to engage in too much conversation with him because it seemed like they didn't have the familiarity to engage in a deep conversation. 

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At that moment, the commotion downstairs broke the awkwardness between the two of them.

Ruan Jinghong stood at the railing and looked down. It was Wen Jin and Mrs. Wen standing in front of the side hall, standing straight and facing each other.

Because they were a bit far away, she couldn't hear what they were saying to each other.

But from Ruan Jinghong's position, she could see Wen Jin's expression, or rather, the lack of expression on her face.

Even when facing ordinary colleagues, most people would be more enthusiastic than this.

Are these two really mother and daughter?

Ruan Jinghong turned her head and looked at He Yuan beside her. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to ask something, but she hesitated.

He Yuan naturally noticed the commotion downstairs. He remained unfazed, without any ripples on his face. He just said, "Rest early" and turned to leave.

Ruan Jinghong stood alone on the second-floor corridor. Reason told her that she should go back to her room and wait, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot and she didn't move an inch.

Not long after, the two individuals downstairs went their separate ways. Mrs. Wen left the side hall, while Wen Jin alone went upstairs.

Throughout, there was a strong sense of silence enveloping Wen Jin. It wasn't until she saw the familiar petite figure on the corridor that a hint of a smile appeared on her face.

"Did you finish your bath, Ruanruan? Did you come specifically to find me?"

Ruan Jinghong sensed that the happiness displayed by Wen Jin at this moment was different from the usual pure joy. She took the initiative to step forward and hold Wen Jin's hand.

"Teacher Wen, your house is so big, I feel a bit chilly staying alone," Ruan Jinghong said as she held Wen Jin's hand.

Wen Jin allowed herself to be led by Ruan Jinghong and smiled gently. "There were some delays earlier, but now that I'm here with you, Ruanruan, it won't feel chilly anymore."

The two of them returned to the bedroom, and in order to make Wen Jin happy, Ruan Jinghong took the rare initiative to speak up.

"Teacher Wen, let me tell you a joke." 

Wen Jin looked at the little thing in front of her, her expression neither approving nor disapproving.

Ruan Jinghong took it as an affirmation and tried to recall one of the few jokes she had heard before.

"There was a bored polar bear who started plucking its fur to count. One strand, two strands, three strands... until it plucked all of its fur and froze to death."

Wen Jin: ...

Seeing that Wen Jin didn't respond, Ruan Jinghong continued her efforts.

"There was a polar bear who found the snowy landscape too bright, so it put on sunglasses. One day, the sunglasses went missing, and the polar bear crawled on the dirty snow, searching everywhere. Finally, it found the sunglasses and put them on, looking at itself in the river and saying, 'Oh? So, I'm actually a panda.'"

Wen Jin: "Hehe."

Ruan Jinghong felt a bit disappointed by Wen Jin's lukewarm reaction. She was about to say something else when she saw Wen Jin raise a finger to her lips.

"Did Ruanruan see it just now?

Wen Jin's slightly cool fingers sealed Ruan Jinghong's parted lips, making it difficult for her to speak. She could only obediently nod her head.

Wen Jin removed her finger and smiled softly. "Is Ruanruan curious?"

Ruan Jinghong blinked her round, cat-like eyes and said seriously, "If Teacher Wen doesn't want to say, then I won't be curious at all."

"But I do feel like saying it now."

Wen Jin sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Ruan Jinghong onto her lap. The softness of her chest pressed against Ruan Jinghong's slender back, separated by the silky fabric of her pajamas.

If it were any other time, Ruan Jinghong would have been shy and awkward due to this sudden intimate closeness. But now, she couldn't wait to hear Wen Jin willingly open up and share her thoughts. Sitting on Wen Jin's thighs felt surprisingly comfortable.

Saying that she wasn't curious would be a lie.

Wen Jin held Ruan Jinghong tightly, resting her chin on Ruan Jinghong's slender shoulder, as if seeking warmth in that position.

"You saw those two people today, right? Guess how old that woman is?" 

That woman, most likely refers to Mrs. Wen.

Ruan Jinghong recalled the appearance of Mrs. Wen's from her memory. Judging by the condition of her skin, one could easily believe she was in her 30s. However, wealthy people like her usually take good care of their appearance.

She cautiously made a guess: "Fifty-five?"

Wen Jin shook her head. "She's forty-nine this year."

Ruan Jinghong: ?!

Forty-nine, Teacher Wen is only thirty years old this year. So…

Wen Jin saw Ruan Jinghong freeze in surprise and lightly patted the back of her hand as she held it.

"Then try guessing how old that man is this year?"

That man referred to Wen Jin's stepfather.

He appeared younger now, and Ruan Jinghong didn't dare to guess.

Wen Jin saw the little thing in her arms remaining silent and not forcing any response. She turned her head and leaned closer to Ruan Jinghong's ear, revealing the answer.

"That man is thirty-five years old this year, five years older than me."

Wen Jin's birth mother, who was nineteen years older than her, and her stepfather, who was five years older.

With just these two pieces of information, it was enough for Ruan Jinghong to imagine a rich and bloody drama by herself.

No wonder Teacher Wen and her mother didn't seem close at all. A nineteen-year-old girl, she was still a child herself. How could she adapt to being a mother?

Ruan Jinghong didn't know how to express her sympathy for Wen Jin, so she could only turn around and embrace her, leaving a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Wen Jin felt the fleeting warmth on her forehead and smiled, embracing Ruan Jinghong tightly.

"It's actually not a big deal. In the past, when I needed her, she wasn't there. And now, I can take responsibility for my own life and don't need her anymore. I'm just here to visit Grandma in this house."

Ruan Jinghong reached out and patted Wen Jin's back, leaning her whole body against her embrace, more obedient than ever before.

A spring-like laughter filled Ruan Jinghong's ears as she heard the person beside her speak.

"I thought Ruanruan would try to persuade me. After all, many people would offer some advice when they learn about the relationship between that person and me."

"Why should I offer advice?" Ruan Jinghong looked up at Wen Jin, her expression serious, which seemed incongruous with her adorable face.

"Everyone has their own unique life, and unless others have been involved, how can they truly understand?"

"Superficial words of wisdom can be spoken by anyone, but ultimately, the only person who knows if the water is cold or warm is the one drinking it."

"I believe that someone as good as Teacher Wen makes every decision earnestly, and they are all correct."

The bedroom was brightly lit, and Wen Jin gazed into the sparkling eyes in front of her, which reflected her own figure.

With a single thought, the previous unpleasant incident caused by a small episode had long vanished into thin air.

Today is her birthday, and it was also a great day for her to present her beloved person to everyone.

With such a beautiful time and scenery, how could she let it go to waste?

She extended her palm to shield her eyes from those excessively bright eyes in front of her, afraid that she might lose control and become unsettled.

She lowered her head and bit onto the small and plump earlobe, her typically gentle voice now carrying a hint of huskiness, laced with desire.

"Ruanruan, are you trying to comfort me tonight? But simply kissing my forehead isn't enough, you know."

The atmosphere, which had just carried a faint sense of sorrow, suddenly took a sharp turn. With just those few words, Wen Jin brought them back to the ambiance they shared on the balcony during the banquet.

If anything, the intensity was heightened even further.

Blushing intensely, Ruan Jinghong gazed at Wen Jin without averting her gaze.

Every time Wen Jin saw the little thing's adorable appearance, her heart would soften, but this time, it wasn't just a matter of her heart softening.

She leaned in closer, their noses almost touching.

"During the banquet tonight, I said, 'Ruanruan has been so wonderful, she deserves a reward.' But actually, I wanted the reward myself."

Ruan Jinghong observed Wen Jin's cool and exquisite face up close, captivated by every word that flowed from her beautiful, petal-like lips, as if they were enchanting her soul.

She used her willpower to control herself not to blink, but her eyes were already filled with teary emotions.

"Today is my birthday, I want to ask for a gift, can Ruanruan grant me a status?"