Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute

"Maybe they have their difficulties that are hard to explain," Shen Mianmian guessed, "Could it be because they had a hard time before?"

"How could that be possible?" Lu Siyuan scoffed, "You don’t know how well they are living now, dressing ostentatiously, just like nouveau riche. Plus, my dad is eating so much he’s getting fat—just looking at that shows that they’ve been doing well these past years. Where would they remember me and my grandfather?"

Since it was his family history, Shen Mianmian didn’t feel it was appropriate to comment further, so she brought up what Xiaocui had asked her the day before, "Then what are you going to do now?"

"What am I going to do?" Lu Siyuan said very firmly, "I’m not going to go with them. If they want, they can have another son."

Shen Mianmian was speechless. After a pause, she still pointed out her thoughts, "The educational standards in Beijing are indeed better than here. Going to Beijing would be a good choice for you. You don’t have to worry about the business—I will transfer the money to you on time each month, and I’ll keep the accounts for you to check when you come back for the holidays. You..."

"What do you mean, Shen Mianmian?" Lu Siyuan couldn’t listen anymore and erupted in anger, interrupting her to question, "After all this, you think that I don’t want to leave because I can’t let go of the business, right?"

"What else then?" Shen Mianmian was taken aback by his sudden outburst.

This guy was like a bomb, exploding without warning.