Hug together

Twenty minutes later, Feng Tingshen and the others returned.

The old lady didn't look at Feng Tingshen. Instead, she beckoned to Feng Jingxin with a kind smile. "Jingxin is back?"

"Great - grandma." Feng Jingxin ran towards the old lady. After being hugged and having her head tousled by the old lady, she then came over to Rong Ci. "Mom."

"Yeah." As Rong Ci hugged Feng Jingxin, she caught a faint whiff of the perfume that Lin Wu usually wore on the girl's clothes.

She didn't say anything, just gently pushed her away.

Feng Tingshen sat down beside the old lady and handed her a box. "An apology gift."

It was a type of snow tea that the old lady adored. It was rare in the market and extremely hard to obtain, no matter the cost.

The old lady knew that he was apologizing for breaking his promise during the previous trip to the hot - spring villa.

She snorted. "You know to prepare a gift for me, but what about Xiaoci? Did you prepare an apology gift for her?"

Feng Tingshen smiled but remained silent, casting a glance at Rong Ci.

However, it was just a plain look, without any other emotions.

The old lady originally intended to stand up for Rong Ci and make Feng Tingshen pay more attention to her.

Yet, in Rong Ci's eyes, all of this was no longer necessary.

She didn't look at Feng Tingshen and said with a faint smile, "Grandma, the food is getting cold. Let's have dinner first."

The old lady thought that Rong Ci was changing the subject because she didn't want her to keep scolding Feng Tingshen.

After all, in the past, whenever Feng Tingshen ignored her and the old lady couldn't stand it and rebuked Feng Tingshen on her behalf, she would always speak up to excuse him.

The old lady sighed helplessly. "You always take his side."

Rong Ci just smiled without replying.

Feng Tingshen also maintained a cold expression. His face didn't change in the slightest just because she had spoken up for him.

It was getting late, and it was indeed time for dinner.

The old lady stood up and came over to hold Feng Jingxin's hand. "Jingxin hasn't had a meal with great - grandma for a long time. How about sitting with great - grandma later?"

Feng Jingxin nodded obediently. "Okay."

"What a good girl." As the old lady spoke, she glanced at Feng Tingshen, her meaning crystal - clear.

Rong Ci knew that the old lady was trying to bring her and Feng Tingshen together again.

She didn't look at Feng Tingshen's reaction and simply followed the old lady into the dining room.

When she sat down opposite the old lady and Feng Jingxin, she caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye that Feng Tingshen pulled out the chair beside her and sat down.

The old lady seemed a bit more satisfied. After all the dishes were served, she said to Feng Tingshen, "Pick some food for Xiaoci."

Rong Ci didn't look at Feng Tingshen and said, "No need, grandma. I can—"

Before she could finish, Feng Tingshen picked up some stir - fried pork, her favorite dish, and put it in her bowl.

Rong Ci was taken aback. "…Thank you."

Feng Tingshen didn't respond.

When the old lady told Feng Tingshen to pick food for her, it usually meant not just one serving but to take care of her throughout the meal.

So, whenever the food in Rong Ci's bowl was almost gone, Feng Tingshen would add new dishes, and they were all the ones she liked.

However, this didn't mean much.

After all, this had happened several times over the past few years. With Feng Tingshen's memory, even if he didn't deliberately remember, he could still recall her preferences.

After the meal, Feng Tingshen was chatting with the old lady.

Rong Ci also sat by and listened, rarely joining in the conversation. She didn't initiate any conversation with Feng Tingshen and hardly even looked at him directly.

Seeing that the couple still had so little interaction after all these years, the old lady sighed in resignation.

A little after nine o'clock, the old lady felt tired and waved her hand, telling them to go upstairs and rest as well.

Rong Ci bathed Feng Jingxin and dried her hair.

As Feng Jingxin watched Rong Ci quietly drying her hair, she suddenly noticed that her mom seemed to be less talkative recently.

In the past, her mom would always find a lot of topics to chat with her.

Seeing Feng Jingxin looking at her thoughtfully, Rong Ci asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Jingxin shook her head. "Nothing."

Maybe she was just overthinking it.

Or perhaps her mom had something on her mind and didn't feel like talking.

After her hair was dried, Feng Jingxin rolled around on the bed and asked, "Mom, are you going to sleep with me tonight too?"

Rong Ci paused. "Does Jingxin want mom to sleep with you?"

"I'm fine either way. But mom, you seem to haven't accompanied dad for a long time. Aren't you going to sleep with dad?"

"I'll go back later."

The divorce certificate between her and Feng Tingshen hadn't been processed yet. If Feng Jingxin didn't ask her to stay, but she still did, and the old lady found out, there would probably be more trouble.

She left Feng Jingxin's room and when she returned to her own room, the lights were on.

Feng Tingshen was sitting by the side, with his computer open, busy with something.

He glanced at her when she came in.

Rong Ci averted her eyes, walked straight into the cloakroom, picked out some clothes, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When she came out of the bathroom, Feng Tingshen was still typing on the keyboard.

Rong Ci, in her pajamas, sat down on the bedside. After finishing her skincare routine, seeing that it was still early, she leaned against the headboard and started reading a book.

In the bedroom, the two of them quietly went about their own business.

There was not a single word of communication between them.

Nearing midnight, Rong Ci felt sleepy. She put down the book, turned off the bedside lamp on her side, and lay down to sleep.

She thought she might not be able to fall asleep.

After all, she and Feng Tingshen hadn't shared a bed for a long time.

However, she then thought that after Feng Tingshen finished his work, he might very well go out to be with Lin Wu.

He might not even stay here for the night.

Thinking like this, unconsciously, her consciousness began to blur, and soon she fell asleep to the intermittent sound of typing.

She had a good sleep. The quilt felt warm and cozy.

Just as Rong Ci was about to get up, she felt a warm breath gently falling by her ear.

Moreover, it seemed that she was hugging someone...

Realizing what was happening, her body stiffened.

Her consciousness woke up instantly.

Rong Ci opened her eyes and found that she was lying sideways in Feng Tingshen's arms.

Feng Tingshen was also holding her with both hands, his legs intertwined with hers, sound asleep.

They were pressed tightly together, with almost no space between them.

Rong Ci could clearly feel the warmth of his chest and the heat of his large palm...

Rong Ci thought she had a good sleeping posture.

Before going to sleep last night, she deliberately slept close to the edge of the bed, thinking that even if she and Feng Tingshen shared the same bed, there would be a large gap between them and they wouldn't touch each other.

So, it was hardly possible that she had rolled into Feng Tingshen's arms on her own after falling asleep.

Unless...

Unless Feng Tingshen had gotten used to holding Lin Wu in his arms during the days when she wasn't around.

Last night, in a drowsy state, he mistook her for Lin Wu and thus pulled her into his arms...

Thinking of this, Rong Ci retracted the hand that was still on Feng Tingshen's chest and slowly clenched it into a fist.

She moved her body, trying to get out of his embrace.

Perhaps her movement disturbed him. Rong Ci felt his arms around her tighten a bit, pulling her closer to his chest.

Rong Ci was stunned. Just then, a kiss landed on her forehead. "Sleep a little longer."