Reborn in the 90s with a Space: Winning Back My Husband

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Depends on My Mood

"Not a bother, not a bother at all! We’re family, so how could it be any trouble? You two have a seat, and I’ll go get your room ready."

It wasn’t just Miao Cuifen who was delighted by Lu Cheng’s offer to stay the night. The rest of the Shen family was overjoyed as well, growing even more fond of their considerate son-in-law.

Shen Nian hadn’t expected Lu Cheng to say that. After all, they hadn’t told the Lu Family they weren’t coming back today.

"Is it okay for us not to go back today? We haven’t told your parents!"

Shen Nian leaned in and whispered in Lu Cheng’s ear. She wanted to spend more time with her parents, of course, but not if it meant upsetting her in-laws.

"It’s fine. I told Mom and Dad last night that we wouldn’t be coming back today. They both agreed."

Lu Cheng was already so late in accompanying Shen Nian on her homecoming visit, so of course Father Lu and Mrs. Lu wouldn’t have any objections to them staying a single night at the Shen family’s home.

It was rare for Lu Cheng to have this much time at home, so he was naturally willing to spend a little longer with Shen Nian at her family’s house.

"Huh? When did you tell your parents? I had no idea!"

As the words left her mouth, she had a thought. ’He probably told Father Lu and Mrs. Lu about it while I was alone in my room, when my consciousness had entered the space. It’d be a wonder if I *did* know.’

"Don’t worry, my parents won’t mind. In the future, whenever I have the time, I’ll come back and stay with you."

Lu Cheng knew that Shen Nian was trying very hard to fit in with the Lu Family, so when he wasn’t around, she would never run home to her parents on a whim, fearing it might displease his family.

But Shen Nian was a daughter of the Shen family, after all. It was only natural for her to miss her family. And it wasn’t just her who missed them; the Shen Family missed her just as much!

"Okay! You said it. You can’t go back on your word!"

"I won’t go back on my word. I never will."

Shen Nian beamed at Lu Cheng. She knew that he always kept his promises.

"Sis, what are you and Brother-in-law hiding over here and whispering about?"

Shen Xiangnan suddenly appeared at Shen Nian’s side, looking at her and Lu Cheng as he spoke. The change he had seen in his sister recently was just astounding!

’Still, this was his favorite version of his sister, wasn’t it?’

"Who said we’re hiding? We’re talking right here in the open. Don’t you know how to talk?"

With that, she reached out and flicked Shen Xiangnan on the forehead. ’It’s so nice having my little brother around to pick on every now and then!’

"Don’t flick me, that hurts! Mom and Dad love to flick my forehead, why do you like to do it too, Sis?"

"Can’t be helped, it’s hereditary. What can I say? I’m Mom and Dad’s favorite daughter!"

"Fine, fine. I’m the most pitiful one in this family, anyway. Everyone’s older than me, so everyone gets to pick on me a little!"

"You little rascal. Spit it out, what’s on your mind? If you’re still thinking about that ’big reward,’ you can forget it. We agreed we’d talk about that after you get into a top-tier university!"

Seeing the look on Shen Xiangnan’s face, Shen Nian knew he must have bounced over here for a reason.

"Heh heh, my sister knows me best! It’s not a big reward, at most it’s just a tiny little perk. Sis, you’ll definitely agree, right?"

"Let’s hear it. Whether I say yes or not depends on what kind of mood I’m in."

"Well... I heard from Lu Xinyue that you know how to make clothes! And you even promised to make some for her. Sis, I’m your own flesh and blood, you can’t forget about me! I want new clothes, too—and they have to be made by you!"

Shen Xiangnan had long been eyeing the clothes Shen Nian and Lu Cheng were wearing, especially Lu Cheng’s outfit. ’If I could wear clothes like that, I’d look so handsome and be popular everywhere I went!’

’Besides, Lu Xinyue was getting one. How could he not? He couldn’t let Lu Xinyue get one up on him, could he?’