The banquet is over.
An Xuyin nestled in the bedroom, the door was closed tightly, but he could vaguely hear his own father outside, speaking in a high-pitched voice with anger—
"It's really useless. I put so much effort into organizing this birthday party for her, but it turned out to be a joke!"
"Tell me about this Second Young Master Fu. She hasn't been back to Tong City in the past few years. She finally had a chance. Fortunately, she will make a fool of herself in front of others!"
Many people were envious of the An family's birthday party, and privately felt that the An family must have felt sorry for her own daughter, so she sent An Mengqing away again, and worked so hard with great fanfare.
But An Xuyin knew that his father did this not for himself, but for the face of the family.
The daughter I have raised for more than 20 years is not my own. If she stays at home and does not drive away, Father An is afraid that those famous families will criticize him. He feels that the An family will become unstable and may be divided by outsiders in the future. A piece of the pie, thus affecting their own marriage or cooperation.
That's why she sent An Mengqing away so anxiously, and wanted to turn An Xuyin into a lady of the family so anxiously.
An Xuyin was originally introverted and weak. Being forced like this, not only did she not learn half of it, but she became more restrained.
At this moment, she listened to Father An's reprimand in a full voice to let herself be heard outside, her lips were biting so hard that they were about to bleed.
"The mud can't support the wall! That little girl from the Wen family is much more energetic than her. She was raised in a small place, and she can't even stand on the table!"
That little girl from the Wen family.
An Xuyin lowered his head and mixed his hands together.
Indeed, Wen Ruan is a very eye-catching person, and he is a completely different type from himself.
She's afraid that she will never be like herself in this life, being humiliated by others all the time, and living like this under the overwhelming prejudice.
She has her parents doting, and—
An Xuyin thought of Fu Zhihuan.
Girls' minds are very sensitive, and she can tell that when the man looked at Wen Ruan, there was a smile in his eyes.
It is obviously such a cold shell, but it can be so gentle to a person.
An Xuyin buried her head on her knees.
She really envied Wen Ruan.
And maybe, a little jealousy.
In a flash, nearly a week has passed.
Fu Zhihuan was injured in a car accident and when he was arresting Peng Mengyin, and his work performance has always been excellent. In the past few years, he basically did it all year round.
So this time, the hospital specially allocated him a two-week vacation to allow him to recuperate from his injuries.
Wen Ruan also thought about it, and decided that if nothing happened, he would return to Jiangcheng in two days.
In this case, of course, we must seize the happy and leisure time in the last few days, and enjoy the happy life of eating, sleeping, eating and sleeping at home.
However, Wen Ruan soon discovered that such a life was not happy.
Because a sticky spirit appeared in the sky—
Fu Zhihuan.
first day.
Wen Ruan slept until eleven o'clock in the morning, rubbed her stomach, and prepared to go downstairs to find something to eat with her messy hair.
As a result, he just took out a small cake from the refrigerator, and when he turned his head with a fork in his mouth happily, he saw the uninvited guest on the sofa.
Fu Zhihuan.
Fu Zhihuan and his mother, Ms. Xie Ai, sat side by side on the sofa.
There is a pile of flower arrangement materials in front of me.
Ms. Xie Ai held her gold-rimmed glasses and taught Fu Zhihuan how to arrange flowers.
As for Fu Zhihuan, in Wen Ruan's perception, he has always been an image of "exuding coldness and aloofness like a lone wolf in the forest". At this moment, he is actually sitting in front of a pile of colorful flowers, listening carefully to the teaching .
Ms. Xie Ai was quite moved: "Ah Lu is such a good boy. Few people usually listen to me like this, let alone be interested in these things. Ruan Ruan is handed over to you, so I feel relieved."
Fu Zhihuan laughed: "Auntie is absurd."
Wen Ruan bit her fork with a serious face: "??"
I haven't agreed to date him yet!
Next, Ms. Xie Ai, who was successfully captured, started the following actions: keep Fu Zhihuan for lunch—leave Fu Zhihuan for dinner—bring Wen Ruan and Fu Zhihuan together—let them go for a walk in the garden—after sending Fu Zhihuan away, brainwash Wen Ruan and praise Fu Zhihuan .
However, the next day.
Wen Ruan specially got up early this time, and nervously told the servants not to open the door for this particularly scheming clingy person.
After finishing these things, she proudly went upstairs, but as soon as she turned her head, she heard conversations coming from the study.
And that voice is very familiar...
Wen Ruan quietly opened the door and took a look—
Fu Zhihuan and Mr. Wen Fengchen sat facing each other, with a chessboard in front of them, and they were sitting upright and playing Go very seriously at the moment.
After a while, I heard Fu Zhihuan say, "Mr. Wen, I lost again."
Wen Fengchen laughed: "I just narrowly won. Playing chess with you is much more interesting than playing chess with those stinky chess baskets. Over the years, I really haven't met a few opponents like this."
Fu Zhihuan chuckled, and said modestly: "Compared to Mr. Wen, my experience is far from enough. But I have a gracious request. I wonder if Mr. Wen minds?"
Wen Fengchen was very interested: "You say."
Fu Zhihuan: "I want to play a few more rounds with Mr. Wen. I wonder if I have the honor?"
Wen Fengchen clapped his hands and laughed, looking very satisfied: "Of course, I rarely meet people who are good at chess and willing to play with an old man like me. Come, come, let's continue."
Wen Ruan, who was peeking from the side, felt that something was wrong.
She had heard about Fu Zhihuan's chess skills, and it would be strange if her father's stinky chess basket could beat him. Others didn't want to play chess with him, most likely because they disliked him but because he was rich, so I was embarrassed to say.
Fu Zhihuan was clearly acting on purpose, but he just managed to make himself lose.
Sinister intentions!
But only Wen Ruan saw that it was completely useless, and Mr. Wen Fengchen was coaxed happily by him, so he repeated the following actions: keep people for lunch—keep people for dinner—daily matching—ask them to go for a walk in the garden—after seeing off Fu Zhihuan Fancy flattery.
Finally, on the third day, after Fu Zhihuan and Wen's father and mother watched the dog blood plot at eight o'clock seriously, and followed their words to comment on whether the heroine should break up or not, Wen Ruan finally couldn't bear it.
"You are a prosecutor!"
When Wen Ruan took the garden walk for the third time, she was so angry: "You actually gossiped with my parents all night, should the heroine run away with the ball?"
Fu Zhihuan corrected: "I am not gossip, but rational analysis with dialectical thinking."
"..."
Wen Ruan was speechless, she turned around sullenly, walked around the garden, and asked, "Aren't you bored?"
Fu Zhihuan had a rare holiday.
Just like this, I stayed for three days without perfunctory around the two old people whose daily life was extremely boring.
Wen Ruan thought that even her own daughter could not be so patient.
Fu Zhihuan laughed, then leaned down so that his eyes were on the same level as Wen Ruan's: "I'm here to see you, the process doesn't matter."
The moonlight is beautiful.
The cold moonlight hit Fu Zhihuan's shoulders, making that sharp-edged face even colder, but he smiled when he saw it, and looked at Wen Ruan with gentle and serious eyes.
Wen Ruan could feel it very clearly, as if a feather had scratched his heart.
How could this man do this.
She snorted softly, turned her head, and walked a few steps forward with her hands behind her back, but stopped suddenly, hesitated for a long time, took a deep breath, and asked, "Then, are you coming tomorrow?"
Fu Zhihuan said with a low smile, "Of course."
The corners of Wen Ruan's lips curled up.
Although I had let go of the conversation with Qin Sushan before and said, "If you forgive Fu Zhihuan easily, you will bark like a dog", but now, she is still very hopeless and soft-hearted.
If you learn how a dog barks, you learn how a dog barks.
When Fu Zhihuan comes tomorrow, tell him that he has forgiven him for this matter.
early morning.
Fu Zhihuan didn't come early in the morning like before.
But Xie Yan came back late.
In the early hours of yesterday, Xie Yanchi took a plane and flew back from Jiangcheng. He heard people say that before he entered the house, he was kicked out of the house by his uncle for a good meal, and he was not let in until this morning.
When Wen Ruan heard the news, she jumped up from the bed, put on her pajamas, and ran to the villa next door to her uncle's house to watch.
"Snapped-"
The ruler slammed hard on Xie Yanchi's thigh.
Xie Yanchi hissed in a serious manner, with a smirk in his tone: "Dad, don't mind, you can't hit the place that is too high."
Father Xie was so angry: "You are still poor with me, and your good marriage has been ruined by you."
Xie Yanchi lazily leaned against the wall, raised his hand and rubbed his arm: "Yo, that's really a pity. But it's true, people with my personality can't harm other ladies, right?"
"You're still poor!" Father Xie slammed on his arm again: "I must let you know what family rules are today!"
"Crack."
At this moment, an extremely loud voice came.
The two who were still at war just now turned their heads in unison—
Wen Ruan was leaning against the door of the study room, still wearing rabbit ear pajamas, with a bag of potato chips in his hand, and was watching the big scene nervously.
Then he took out one of them, put it in his mouth, and bit it very loudly.
Seeing that both of them were looking at her, she coughed, then hid the potato chips behind her back with a smile, and called out sweetly, "Hi uncle! Uncle looks younger!"
"..."
Seeing Wen Ruan's smiling face, Father Xie fell silent for a moment, unable to express any temper at once.
He has always wanted a daughter, so he also treats Wen Ruan as his own daughter, and at this moment, beating someone in front of her, he really can't do it.
So he coughed and glared at Xie Yanchi: "I will settle accounts with you later!"
After finishing speaking, he turned and left angrily with his hands behind his back.
Xie Yanchi raised his eyelids to look at Wen Ruan, and raised his chin towards her: "It's not kind, bring me the potato chips, I haven't eaten for a long time."
Wen Ruan handed the potato chips in front of him: "Potato chips can't be eaten for free, what about the things I asked you to help customize?"
Xie Yanchi glanced at her and smiled: "Without conscience, I just got beaten up by your uncle, and you just ask me for something?"
Wen Ruan: "I gave the money."
Xie Yanchi: "In our relationship, are we still talking about money?"
Wen Ruan: "I gave the money."
Xie Yanchi glanced at her, chuckled, then turned around and picked up a tightly packed box from the desk in the study, and handed it to Wen Ruan: "Here, take it."
Wen Ruan took it and opened the box.
It is a Tao Xun.
It was exactly the same as the one that was broken at Fu Zhihuan's house before.
Wen Ruan was very satisfied: "Thank you."
"Why."
Xie Yanchi suddenly called her to stop, then leaned against the wall and said slowly, "Fu Zhihuan probably won't be here today."
Wen Ruan was slightly taken aback.
Xie Yanchi raised his eyes, and said calmly: "Yesterday, Mrs. An sent an invitation letter to Mrs. Fu, and this is the third time this week. Now, no matter what happens, the Mrs. Fu's family will have to give them face."
The author has something to say: At 11:50, my mother struggled to wake up and had another fight with me.
choked up.
I really want to go to school, sobbing.
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