After Fu Mingheng finished his remarks, he took most of the barbecue and slipped back to the room.
Wen Ruan sat on the sofa for a long time, then seemed to suddenly remember something, so she took out her mobile phone and charged her phone number.
After a short wait, it will prompt that the recharge is successful and the call fee will be credited.
The two warm reminders from the operator popped up first, then returned to silence, and the screen gradually began to turn black.
The long wait made Wen Ruan gradually lose his patience.
She lowered her eyes, a little disappointed in her eyes.
Maybe, I guessed wrong
However, when she was about to put down her phone, she suddenly heard a text message alert, and then the phone vibrated.
"Ding dong—"
The news comes from: Fu Zhihuan.
Immediately afterwards, the beeps and vibrations continued until her palms felt a little hot.
The little red dot of unread text messages jumped from single digits to two digits, and then to 99+.
Almost two-thirds of them came from that familiar name.
Wen Ruan felt that her eye sockets became hot for no reason. She took a deep breath, but couldn't hide the slight trembling while breathing, and reached out to click on Fu Zhihuan's unread messages.
From the beginning, the content of the message was calmly asking about his whereabouts, then anxiously testing his attitude, and finally explaining with some fuss.
Just like a child who is worried about gain and loss, he keeps the person he likes.
Clumsy, but sincere.
Although not every message is very long, it can be seen that they are all sincere and sincere without any perfunctory.
Wen Ruan rubbed her nose and chuckled, but she couldn't bear the soreness from the tip of her nose to her eyes.
Why is this man so stalking
Childish or not.
She took a deep breath, then stood up, looked at the closed door upstairs, and then walked up.
When the door was opened, Fu Zhihuan seemed to have fallen asleep.
Wen Ruan slowed down, walked to his bed, turned off the brightly lit desk lamp, and quietly looked down at his sleeping face.
Fu Zhihuan's eyes were closed tightly, and his brows were still slightly furrowed. Even if he didn't open his eyes, he could still clearly see a little tiredness in the center of his brows.
Wen Ruan sighed.
Forget it, it's not a big problem for me to be soft-hearted for the last time.
She bent down and said softly: "Well, for the sake of your extraordinary performance these past few days, I will reluctantly agree to give you a chance to chase me."
Speaking of this, he added a sentence of justice to himself: "It's just the last chance!"
After saying such a long series of words, Wen Ruan suddenly felt that she seemed stupid. She straightened up, puffed her cheeks, and comforted herself in her heart: Anyway, Fu Zhihuan is asleep now and can't hear again!
Thinking of this, she was finally relieved, so she patted her chest, turned around and prepared to leave.
"Snapped-"
But at this moment, the person who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed suddenly raised his eyes and raised his hand to hold Wen Ruan's wrist.
Wen Ruan froze, turned her head subconsciously, and happened to meet Fu Zhihuan's eyes.
In those pitch-black pupils, his figure was reflected extremely clearly, as if at this moment, everything around him became dim except for each other.
Perhaps it was because Wen Ruan hadn't reacted yet, so for a while, neither of them spoke.
After about five seconds of silence passed, Fu Zhihuan broke the silence.
He curled up the corners of his lips, although he looked sickly, but he seemed to have a sneer when he smiled, and his peach blossom eyes were full of seriousness without any hint of ridicule.
He said, "Thank you, I got it."
Wen Ruan was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately realized what Fu Zhihuan meant.
She became angry from embarrassment, pulled out her arm all of a sudden, bit her lower lip, and blushed all of a sudden. Then angrily reached out and pulled out the pillow beside him, and threw it towards Fu Zhihuan without any explanation: "You pretended to be sleeping again! Pretending to be sleeping again!"
Fu Zhihuan took the pillow, smiled slightly with his eyebrows bent, his chest rose and fell slightly: "No, I slept very lightly."
Wen Ruan: "But I also speak very quietly!"
Fu Zhihuan rubbed his nose, glanced at her, thought for a while, and then seriously analyzed: "It's true that you speak very quietly, but the smell of cumin and chili powder on you is very refreshing."
"..."
Can this man speak
Wen Ruan was so angry that she pulled Fu Zhihuan out of bed to play sumo. She gritted her teeth: "I declare that you have wasted your last chance!"
Sure enough, this dog man is not worthy of my soft heart.
He will not bring himself love and warmth.
You can only bring yourself into menopause in advance!
It was already midnight when Wen Ruan returned from Fu Zhihuan's house.
But I don’t know why, usually when I go home a little later, Wen Fengchen and Xie Ai, the two elderly people, will ask me about my experience of the day as if they were dying.
But tonight, the two of them seemed to be pierced by their souls. Not only did they not ask questions, but they also looked heartbroken:
"Why did you come back so early?"
"Why are you in such a hurry to go home?"
"Are you really going to stop going out for a while?"
Wen Ruan glanced at the clock approaching twelve o'clock, showing a puzzled expression.
What kind of brain circuit did they have today
But this doubt was quickly answered.
Because when Wen Ruan finished taking a shower and came down in her pajamas to steal some food to watch a drama, she heard her precious father standing in the living room on the phone.
"Hey, yes, yes, Ruan Ruan is back."
"I thought she would spend the night at your house today. Hey, why did you explain that Heng's child ran back? In vain, you ran out to make room for these two children."
"The child's mother went to pick out a new engagement ring just now. You see, this incident is just a little bit worse."
"..."
Wen Ruan recalled the completely abnormal empty house of the Fu family today. In addition to the very conspicuous "medicine dispensing place" when taking the medicine, I suddenly felt that all the weird things had the answer.
Oh shit.
Obviously, he was calculated again.
She sneered, took out a can of Wangzai milk from the refrigerator, and walked behind Mr. Wen Fengchen with her arms folded.
Xie Ai sat on the sofa, raised his head, and saw Wen Ruan first.
She coughed quickly, winked at Wen Fengchen who was on the phone, and tried to hint.
But Father Wen, who had his back to Wen Ruan, didn't realize it, and was even discussing fiercely with Fu Changming on the other end of the phone how to match up the young couple for the second time.
"Is there any other way? Otherwise, you will make your family sick for a few days?"
"...It's really not benevolent. Maybe at the banquet tomorrow, how about your Ah Lu and our Ruan Ruan wearing couple outfits? It is said that people who wear the same style of clothes will pay more attention to each other!"
"Oh, it seems that the dresses do not have couples' outfits, and the men's styles are almost the same... How about we customize it?"
Father Wen kept talking until Wen Ruan pulled the tab of the can very loudly.
With a crisp sound of "click", Wen Fengchen, who was addicted to the phone, finally realized something was wrong.
He turned his head slowly, and met Wen Ruan's smiling eyes.
Wen Ruan laughed, raised her head and drank the whole can of milk in a very straightforward and smooth manner, then put it heavily on the coffee table.
With a bang, even the shell of the can was deformed.
She smiled at her dear father very gently, and said politely: "Father, good night, I wish you a happy life and happy every day."
After speaking, he went upstairs without looking back.
Wen Fengchen was silent for a long time, then took a deep breath, and said to Mr. Fu Changming on the other end of the receiver: "I think your son may be hopeless."
"???"
Poor parents in the world.
Although she slept late last night, Wen Ruan still got up early the next day with great perseverance.
Moreover, she not only woke up early by herself, but also made a series of remote WeChat calls to harass Qin Sushan, and clicked on the video call to perform a small fashion show for her—
Wen Ruan pulled out all the dresses from her closet, tried them on one by one patiently, and forced Qin Sushan to give professional comments by the way.
Qin Sushan yawned with sleepy eyes: "No, Miss Wen, it's just an ordinary family banquet. I didn't see you take it so seriously before. Why are you so excited today?"
The timing of Wen Ruan's return home was very coincidental, it happened to coincide with the twentieth birthday of Miss An Xuyin.
An's has always been grand, and this eldest lady's life experience is quite rough, which can be regarded as the background of the standard heroine in contemporary novels.
Because An Xuyin was hugged wrongly in the hospital when she was a child, and was not found until a year ago, the An family must take this opportunity to make a big deal of it this time, to earn enough for the daughter who was finally found. face.
Wen Ruan took a deep breath: "You don't know, I have heard forty-three versions of gossip about me and Fu Zhihuan in the past few days since I came back."
Qin Sushan: "For example?"
Wen Ruan: "For example, they said that Fu Zhihuan had Bai Yueguang, who looked three points like me. They got engaged at the beginning because my face reminded Fu Zhihuan of his first love, so they planned to use me as a substitute. But now, That Bai Yueguang is back, so Fu Zhihuan resolutely broke up with me for love... "
Qin Sushan reacted for a while, and then seriously commented: "Yes, it does sound like what would happen to your wealthy family."
"..."
Wen Ruan was silent for a while, then took a deep breath: "All in all, there must be countless people staring at me at this banquet, so of course I can't be as perfunctory as before."
Qin Sushan thinks it makes sense.
So she quickly threw herself into the state of "recovering the place for the sisters", and carefully selected the evening dress for today's attendance together with Wen Ruan, and finally set her sights on a long dress with a shoulderless backless back.
Wen Ruan's shoulders are very beautiful. Wearing this style of shoulderless skirt can make her neck curve more perfect and eye-catching. There is a kind of desire that does not deliberately exaggerate, but it is fresh and catches people's attention.
Qin Sushan choked with satisfaction, and by the way, she released her rainbow fart without hesitation: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh I forgot to wake up a good girl who worked hard to help you choose clothes early in the morning... "
Wen Ruan said very sincerely: "Thank you."
Then hung up the phone.
Facing the hung up call interface, Qin Sushan fell into deep thought.
The essence of girlfriends is tool people, this sentence is indeed the truth in the world.
The author has something to say: There is a surprise for going to bed late tonight!
But not your average night.
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