During the few seconds when the door was blocked by a pair of sons, Ruan Baichun rushed up and grabbed Zhan Jinru's hand, begging in a low voice.
"Jinru, if you have something to say, talk about it. Leaving... is a big deal after all. Let's go home and talk about it in detail, okay?"
Zhan Jinru turned around with red eyes, waved his hand high, and flung it out forcefully!
'Snapped! 'The crisp applause echoed in the study,
The other side of Ruan Baichun's face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
One on the left and one on the right, two bright red palm prints landed on Ruan Baichun's face very symmetrically.
Her face was swollen forcibly.
She tilted her head, the wound at the corner of her mouth was pulled a little bigger, bright red blood flowed down the corner of her lips, the humiliation was accompanied by anger, which almost broke her delicate expression.
Zhan Wuyou sensitively caught the flash of fierce light on her face.
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For a businessman like Zhan Jinru, the biggest amount of exercise is aerobic exercise under the guidance of a fitness trainer.
With Ruan Baichun's ability, killing him is as easy as killing a chicken.
It really pissed her off, and she would be killed if she was killed.
Bisheng Zhan Jinru didn't have the slightest sense of awe.
He stared at Ruan Baichun with contempt.
This kind of appendage enjoying his money and power actually cheated.
If news of his being cheated on gets out, what face will he have in the upper class circle in the future!
After fanning Ruan Baichun, he looked back at the two sons who were blocking the door of the study.
Yan Qing stood behind Zhan Wuyou, and he didn't dare to provoke him.
Persimmons naturally need to be pinched softly. Glaring at the ugly Zhan Zongyan, he pushed him back two steps. a push.
Immediately there was an opening at the door of the study that could allow adults to pass through.
Zhan Jinru lifted his foot and walked away. When he passed by Zhan Wuyou, he gently grabbed his wrist.
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Due to the presence of Yan Qing, Zhan Jinru suppressed his anger, "What's the matter?"
"Patriarch," Zhan Wuyou lowered his head slightly, his thin white and slender neck looked so fragile that it could be cut off with one hand.
Zhan Wuyou's shoulders trembled slightly, like a little beast that mustered up all its courage, and whispered, "Don't be angry, your adoptive mother loves you. Divorce is a big deal after all, you, you think about it again, okay?" good?"
Ruan Baichun covered his hot cheeks with his hands, raised his head upon hearing this, and gave Zhan Wuyou a surprised look.
As if sensing her gaze, Zhan Wuyou's eyes followed her, and the two looked at each other in the air.
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Zhan Jinru frowned in dissatisfaction with such a scene of loving mother and filial piety.
Since the two children were switched, he hadn't paid much attention to Zhan Wuyou. The most recent impression is that this child is quite liked by Yan Qing.
But now watching him beg for mercy for the murderer who drove his mother crazy, I feel very upset!
Zhan Jinru took a deep breath and squeezed out a sentence, "Don't worry about the adult's affairs, the divorce is her own fault! Don't worry about it anymore!"
After all, he strode away.
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This farce belonging to Zhan's family was performed in Zhong's family.
Everyone huddled together in Zhong's house, somewhat embarrassed.
No matter how reluctant Charles was to part with Zhan Wuyou, he could only watch them walk out of the yard and get into the car.
"Don't look at it." Zhong Jiangming hung his face.
The corners of Charles' mouth were tightly pursed, and he lost his temper, "I don't want him to go."
"There will be a chance to meet again in the future." Zhong Jiangming reassured him, and then he thought of his collection on the wall, and his flesh hurt instantly. This is no longer something that money can buy, many of which are rare and orphaned .
He covered his heart and said to the housekeeper, "Go, make a loss list. Send it to Zhan later!"
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Because of Zhan Jinru's disturbance, Ruan Baichun's way of asking Zhong for help collapsed. But it's not entirely hopeless.
After all, Yan Qing appeared with Zhan Wuyou this time!
Regardless of whether the marriage is divorced or not, the key is to save life first.
Just when Yan Qing was about to take Zhan Wuyou into the car, Ruan Baichun stopped Yan Qing's car with his swollen face.
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Yan Qing's car has been remodeled, and all the windows have been replaced with anti-peeping bulletproof glass, so the inside cannot be seen from the outside.
When Zhan Wuyou got into the car, he lost that pitiful look.
This meeting looked at Ruan Baichun who was blocking the car with a smile, and said to Yan Qing, "Is she looking for her own death?"
Yan Qing had already started the car, but before putting down the handbrake.
He stepped on the gas pedal twice.
The low-key roar was like the roar of a wild beast before attacking.
Yan Qing: "Run over directly."
Zhan Wuyou thought for a while, then suddenly opened the car window, poked out an anxious face, and shouted, "Mother, go away! The master wants to run over you to death!"
Ruan Baichun's heart skipped a beat.
Yan Qing's handbrake had already been put down, and the car suddenly jumped forward!
The instinct of the body is better than the brain, she dodges subconsciously, but it is still too late, the rear view of the car speeds past her arm.
Her cuff was cut and blood oozes.
When Ruan Baichun turned his head, he could only see the figure of the off-road vehicle turning away from the main road. She was covering her arms, her face looked as if she had overturned the palette, blue and white mixed with two red palm prints, it was wonderful.
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Zhan Wuyou retracted his head and rolled up the car window, "I thought she was really going to be run over by you? I didn't expect her to be so life-threatening."
Yan Qing chuckled, "Maybe that's what I thought." It's just that Zhan Wuyou's terrified expression at that time made her dazed, and her body subconsciously reacted to avoid it.
"Where are you going now?" Zhan Wuyou turned on the phone and reopened the chat page with Jiang Anan.
y: Zhan Jinru has proposed to divorce Ruan Baichun, seize the opportunity.
After posting, cut off the page and turned to look at Yan Qing.
I don't want to collide with Yan Qing's gaze.
Zhan Wuyou looked at the road that was still going straight ahead, stared at him, and said angrily, "Drive and watch the road!"
Yan Qing frowned, and turned her face away reluctantly.
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Zhan Wuyou cut too fast just now, he only saw the head portrait of the familiar woman, but didn't see what the two of them were talking about.
Suppressing the unhappiness in her heart, Yan Qing asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"Go home." Zhan Wuyou glanced at the phone, and Jiang Anan had already replied, pleasantly saying that he would work hard. Then excitedly sent him a series of transfers.
'Ding dong', the sound of 'ding dong' is endless.
Yan Qing glanced out of the corner of her eye, and found that it was that familiar woman's head again, and the veins on the back of her hand twitched.
"Go to the supermarket before going home? Do you have anything you want to eat?" Zhan Wuyou didn't order the red envelopes, and cut Jiang Anan out with a swipe of his hand.
Yan Qing glanced over again from the corner of her eye, and found that Zhan Wuyou had already opened a set of Lianliankan.
He withdrew his gaze in dissatisfaction, and controlled his emotions, "I like it even if you burn it."
Zhan Wuyou raised his eyebrows, pleased by his answer, raised his head with a smile, and kissed him on the side of the cheek.
After kissing, he found that his face was a little smelly, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
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"What's wrong?" Zhan Wuyou put Lianliankan aside, half leaned on it, "Not in a good mood?"
"...No," paused, then changed his words, "kind of."
Zhan Wuyou looked at him, "What's wrong?"
Yan Qing looked ahead, she didn't say that she felt bad because she saw Zhan Wuyou chatting too enthusiastically with a woman, but said, "Zhan Zongyan's face is very similar to yours."
Zhan Wuyou reached out and touched his side face.
Of course it did, after all it was made according to him.
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"Don't you want to get back everything that belongs to you?" After being stuck at a red light, Yan Qing turned her gaze.
Zhan Wuyou pursed the corners of his lips, "Of course we have to get it back, and it's already in progress."
"Not enough." Yan Qing tapped Zhan Wuyou's forehead with her fingertips, "Too slow, too gentle, not enough."