Chapter 2250

Chapter 2250: Chapter 2250

At the end of the call, Shu Jiao sighed and said, "You haven’t been feeling well; you need to take care of yourself. I know you two have a good relationship, but don’t spoil Xiaoxi too much, understand?"

Ruan Jiaojiao mumbled a response, hastily said it was getting late and good night, then hung up the phone. Thinking about what Shu Jiao had just said, she buried her face in a towel, blushing again.

Meanwhile, at the Ruan Family home, Ruan Jianguo had started pacing around the room.

He was thrilled that his pig could root around in someone else’s cabbage, but he wasn’t happy when someone else’s pig rooted around in his cabbage.

Even after the call ended, he kept glaring at Shu Jiao’s phone, as if he could glare Duan Xi out of it.

Shu Jiao didn’t bother with him, took a nightgown into the bathroom to shower, and upon coming out saw Ruan Jianguo still glaring at the phone. She frowned and said, "If you’re planning to glare all night, take the phone outside."

Ruan Jianguo pouted, "Wife, Jiaojiao is too young."

"How young? I had Xiaohao when I was nineteen," Shu Jiao said, dismissively.

"Isn’t that different?!" Ruan Jianguo widened his eyes.

"How is it different? Tell me." Shu Jiao stood in front of him. "I went to the countryside at seventeen, was with you at eighteen, and had Xiaohao at nineteen. Why didn’t you hold back a bit then?"

"..." Ruan Jianguo blushed.

You can’t treat a wife and a daughter the same way, and he couldn’t hold back anyway.

Besides, while Ruan Jianguo was eager to have grandchildren, the idea of a daughter becoming a mother was something he couldn’t accept. He always thought his precious girl was still young, still a child, and not ready to be a mother herself.

This thought made Ruan Jianguo even more restless. He scrambled off the bed, thinking to head out, but just as he reached the door, Shu Jiao’s voice, laden with irony, came from behind, "If you’re not afraid your precious girl will hold a grudge against you, go ahead."

"..." Ruan Jianguo.

He couldn’t bring himself to take another step forward.

By now, Shu Jiao had slipped under the covers. Ruan Jianguo slinked over, and, unable to leave, sat on the bed sighing.

Hearing Shu Jiao’s eyebrow twitch in annoyance, she snapped, "Turn off the light!"

Ruan Jianguo reached out to turn off the light, laid down, but soon let out another sigh. Shu Jiao, irritated, kicked him, intending to boot him off the bed.

But her leg, stretched out, couldn’t retract.

"What are you doing?" she turned her head.

Shu Jiao was only two or three years younger than Ruan Jianguo, in her forties, but well-maintained, with a unique allure of maturity, and her skin was still smooth and tight.

Since Lu Xian’s accident, it had been a while for him too.

Now, gripping his wife’s smooth calf, he couldn’t help but feel choked up, leaning in decidedly, "Wife, how about we have another daughter?"

In the dark, there was nowhere for Shu Jiao to escape, she could only let out a playful scolding, followed by sounds of indescribable nature.

Having another child was out of the question, but as for the process, Ruan Jianguo figured he could practice it a few more times.

Meanwhile, over at the villa, after hanging up the phone, Ruan Jiaojiao buried her face in a towel until she could hardly breathe, then finally popped her head out.

Just then, the bathroom light went off, followed by the sound of the door handle turning.

Ruan Jiaojiao, without a second thought, leaped up from the sofa, not even bothering with shoes, and dashed into her room.