Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 1073 Five Years Later 2

Chapter 1073: Chapter 1073 Five Years Later 2

"Alright then, remember to bring back some local specialties," Shen Mianmian said, "Less sweet stuff, Xiaobei’s teeth are almost infested with worms."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaoxi immediately asked, "How is my godson?"

Shen Mianmian handed the phone to He Xiaobei. "It’s your godmother on the line."

He Xiaobei took the phone and affectionately called out "Godmom," making Shen Mianmian purse her lips. The two of them were always so lovey-dovey on the phone; she had gotten used to it.

These past few years, because of her pregnancy, she had taken some time off school and hadn’t acted in any films. Yang Xiaoxi, under the guidance of Yang Lan and Lu Nian, was thriving in the entertainment industry and had become a top-tier celebrity.

Cheng Feiyang had also risen to the top rank, and the two of them had even collaborated on several films.

Shen Mianmian, on the other hand, had become a true landlady. The property in Beijing was finished, and in the past few years, Beijing had developed rapidly. The area where she had built the houses also shot up in value, and the rent collected each month was quite a substantial sum.

Furthermore, her property in Licheng had been demolished, and she used that money to buy a small building in the suburbs of Beijing, which was now also rented out. Even without working in the entertainment industry, her life was far from bad.

Now that her son had started school, Shen Mianmian was considering acting again. Yang Lan came over in the afternoon, intending to take her to an audition.

Yang Xiaoxi and He Xiaobei talked for over ten minutes before hanging up. Shen Mianmian glanced at the time; it was almost nine o’clock. She tidied up the table and went back to her room to get a bunch of keys and an account book to collect the rent.

In those times, online payments were not widespread, and Shen Mianmian could only go knocking on doors one by one.

He Xiaobei shouldered the keys while Shen Mianmian carried the account book, working together in perfect harmony.

The first floor was commercial space, where rent was paid once a year, so Shen Mianmian started from the second floor. Just as she reached the door of 201, she heard the cry of a child and the arguing of adults from inside.

Shen Mianmian frowned slightly and knocked on the door. The adults’ quarreling inside immediately quieted down, and soon after, the child’s crying also stopped. Before long, the door opened, and a weary Gu Jianbin appeared at the doorway.

Their eyes met, and Gu Jianbin’s face was a mask of undisguised embarrassment.

Shen Mianmian avoided his gaze, began to copy down the numbers from the electricity meter on the wall, and then bowed her head to calculate the electric bill, not uttering an extra word. Gu Jianbin watched her and suddenly felt the irony of fate.

Back then, he saw news about Shen Mianmian and ridiculed her for being indiscreet. When he saw He Nan get into trouble, he even felt a bit happy, never expecting Shen Mianmian to suddenly become Ms. Ruan.

What surprised him even more was that, later on, when he graduated and was looking for a job and a place to rent, he ended up renting one of Shen Mianmian’s properties.

Honestly, his first thought was to turn around and leave, but alas, Shen Mianmian’s house was too good, with a private bathroom and an affordable price. His wife insisted on renting it, leaving him no choice but to compromise. And so, he began living a life where he saw Shen Mianmian once a month. He also watched Shen Mianmian’s son grow up little by little.

Although Shen Mianmian had never mentioned who the child’s father was, just looking at He Xiaobei’s features, it was clear that he must be He Nan’s son—with eyes and brows that revealed the same bold spirit of He Nan.

Shen Mianmian calculated the rent and handed him a receipt. Gu Jianbin glanced at it and took out the cash from his pocket.

Just as he did so, the woman from inside the house came out, holding a child, with large and small bags in her hands.