"It was you who proposed the divorce back then, not me," Lu Yan patiently indulged her tantrum and got serious as well.
Ning Anmiao put her hands on her hips, looking unyielding. "So what? Could I have divorced on my own? You still agreed!"
"After all, you also wanted a divorce back then. You just held back because of your male pride and were waiting for me to bring it up first!"
Ning Anmiao pouted and got more and more carried away as she spoke.
Lu Yan looked at her chattering little mouth and felt a headache coming on.
How could this little girl change her mood so quickly? One second she was holding the marriage certificate with a happy and radiant face, and the next she was bringing up old scores with him.
The old Miaomiao would never have behaved like this. She had never shown such a free and pure side.
The former Miaomiao would only look at him meekly, rarely showing her likes and dislikes or her attitude towards things. She was always indifferent.
However, he preferred the current Miaomiao.
Vibrant, free, unbridled, and proud. This was the real Miaomiao.
The Miaomiao who belonged to herself.
And more importantly, the Miaomiao who belonged to him.
Ning Anmiao tilted her head back and kept grumbling. To her annoyance, the smile on the man's face only grew broader. She was so angry that steam seemed to be coming out of her head.
"Are you thirsty?" He raised his eyebrows. "After scolding me for so long, aren't your throat dry?"
Ning Anmiao: "Well... a bit."
Lu Yan smiled. "Then let's go home. I'll cook some cooling porridge for you."
He looked exactly like a considerate husband.
Ning Anmiao swallowed her words. She was stunned for a couple of seconds and then nodded. "Okay... let's go home first."
The little woman's temper came and went quickly.
Seeing that she finally quieted down, Lu Yan bent down and picked her up in his arms.
He had been wanting to do this ever since they got their marriage certificate.
Holding her in his arms and looking at her smiling face, he felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.
This was the kind of marriage he wanted.
He carried her to the car and started the engine. They were on their way home.
They had been standing outside for a while, so Ning Anmiao was hot and thirsty. She took out a bottle of ice water from the car fridge and gulped it down.
Seeing this, Lu Yan frowned.
After the physical examination, he had checked some information online and also consulted his private doctor about the details.
It turned out that Ning Anmiao's poor blood circulation was related to her diet and lifestyle.
Not satisfied, she reached out to adjust the air conditioner temperature, but Lu Yan grabbed her hand. "Don't move around. I'll get distracted."
Ning Anmiao was taken aback. She reluctantly withdrew her hand. "Then turn the temperature down. I'm so hot."
"You'll cool down soon," Lu Yan said calmly. "A calm mind brings natural coolness. This temperature is just right."
Ning Anmiao glared at him, but the man remained unfazed and ignored her angry look.
They had just got married, and this man was already going against her!
When they got home, Ning Anmiao sat on the sofa and picked up the air conditioner remote control. She quickly pressed a few buttons and turned the temperature down.
Lu Yan slowly hung up his suit in the entrance and neatly arranged Ning Anmiao's shoes. Then he walked over to the sofa and took the remote control from her.
Under Ning Anmiao's watchful eye, he wasn't the least bit intimidated. He adjusted the temperature to 26 degrees.
"Blowing cold air is bad for your health. 26 degrees is enough," he said. Then he put the remote control in his pocket. "You take a rest. I'll go cook for you."
Ning Anmiao: "..."
She watched the man's back with a strange look in her eyes.
When did Lu Yan become such a fussy nanny?
Ning Anmiao never expected that there would be more surprises in store for her.
Lu Yan finished cooking and laid out the dishes on the table. Then he took off his apron and called Ning Anmiao over for dinner.
Ning Anmiao walked over and her eyes fell on the dishes.
Braised chicken soup with red dates and wolfberries, stewed beef brisket with potatoes, spareribs with Chinese angelica and red dates...
"Do you want me to bleed from my nose from all this tonic?" Ning Anmiao couldn't believe her eyes. Looking at the table full of highly nutritious food, her face changed.
"This is what the doctor ordered," Lu Yan smiled. "Try it and see how it tastes."
Ning Anmiao was a bit dazed.
She sat down stupidly and took a bite of each dish. The food actually tasted quite good. She wondered when Lu Yan had learned how to cook.
Every time Ning Anmiao looked up, she could see the smiling expression on Lu Yan's face.
She felt a chill run down her spine.
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In the evening, Lu Yan prepared red bean, lotus seed, and tremella mushroom porridge. There was also some cooling donkey-hide gelatin cake placed beside the bowl.
Ning Anmiao: ...
This kind of diet continued for several days.
Not only that, but her sleeping schedule was also strictly regulated. As soon as it was time, Lu Yan would force her to go to sleep.
It was so healthy that it was almost too much.
Finally, on the third day, Ning Anmiao was on the verge of a breakdown. She pointed at the duck blood and tofu soup on the table and wailed plaintively, "Lu Yan, I don't want to eat this anymore."
Lu Yan instinctively asked, "Are you bored with it? I'll look for something else then."
"No!" Ning Anmiao quickly stopped his thought of looking for more highly nutritious dishes. Her voice was weak. "What I mean is, can we not live like this anymore?"
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows. "Don't you like it?"
Afraid of hurting Lu Yan's feelings, Ning Anmiao didn't say it directly. She just beat around the bush. "No, it's just that I don't think I need to eat this kind of food every day or pay so much attention to my sleep for now."
"After all, we're not trying to conceive, are we?" After she finished speaking, she gave him a shy look, with a hint of obedience in her eyes.
As if she was afraid of making him unhappy.
Lu Yan accurately caught this emotion. He knew that this little girl was still afraid of making him unhappy, so he immediately came up with a plan.
Lu Yan pulled out the chair next to Ning Anmiao and sat down. He took her hand and said earnestly, "Miaomiao, don't you want to have a child with me anymore?"
His suddenly disappointed tone caught Ning Anmiao off guard.
She looked up and saw the slightly desolate look in the man's eyes. Her heart ached. "No, no. I want to have a child with you, but..."
Seeing that she still had some hesitation, Lu Yan pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "The doctor said that you have weak qi and blood. If you don't replenish it in time, there might be a risk of heavy bleeding during childbirth when you're pregnant."
"I don't want anything to happen to you. Compared to this child, I hope you're healthy. Do you understand?"
Ning Anmiao felt bad hearing this.
Lu Yan cared so much about her and wanted to help her get in good health, but she was being so unreasonable. It was really disappointing.
She lowered her head and looked at the duck blood and tofu in the bowl. She closed her eyes helplessly.
"I understand. Thank you. You're so good, hubby."