Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

Chapter 67

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At noon, the weather turned cloudy.

After a few muffled thunders, it started to rain lightly.

Fu Zhihuan didn't come.

An's recently won the land on Long'an Street. This time, the family invitation was an invitation in the name of cooperation.

However, when it comes to commercial interests, one cannot make decisions based on one's temper, so it is perfectly normal for Fu to attend an appointment.

Wen Ruan lay in front of the window sill and watched the rain outside, and suddenly felt a little annoyed for no reason.

Rainy days always make people feel bad.

Out of sight and out of mind, she simply turned around and nestled in the wheelchair, staring at the ceiling above her head boredly.

Although he knew that Fu Zhihuan might also have difficulties, almost everyone knew about An's mischief.

As soon as he imagined that he might be tied up with An Xuyin at the dinner party, Wen Ruan felt uncomfortable all over.

not happy.

Originally, today I planned to give Fu Zhihuan a gift as a surprise.

Don't give it to him this week!

The mobile phone placed on the table vibrated, Wen Ruan straightened up like a carp, fished the mobile phone in front of him, glanced at the screen, and lost some of his energy just now, but suddenly fell back at this moment.

[Xie Yanchi]: hi~

Wen Ruan lacked interest.

[Wen Ruan]: Hey fart.

[Xie Yanchi]: Come on, I see you are so unhappy, do you want my cousin to show mercy and accompany you to have a hot pot? There is nothing that eating hot pot can't solve, and I have prepared a surprise gift for you.

Wen Ruan thought about it.

That's right, I've been staying at home for so many days, and I've been bored for a long time. Going out to eat hot pot and go shopping can also make me think less about Fu Zhihuan.

[Wen Ruan]: Cheng, I came to see you

[Xie Yanchi]: That won't work, I'm outside now to catch up with my brothers, why don't you wait for me at Xuchengji Hot Pot later

Wen Ruan thought for a while, and suddenly regained her spirits.

[Wen Ruan]: It's boring to eat hot pot with only you.

[Xie Yanchi]:

[Wen Ruan]: Call your brother over, I'll treat you.

After sending this sentence, she threw the phone aside, then stood up with the arm of the chair, picked up the cosmetics in front of her, and put a hydrating mask on her face.

Xie Yanchi reminded her of this.

Not only do I want to eat hot pot, but I also want to post selfies. It’s best to take pictures of Xie Yanchi’s flamboyant brothers one by one, and finally post in Moments with only Fu Zhihuan visible!

Tit for Tat!

The rain is getting heavier.

Wen Ruan stared expressionlessly at the heavy rain outside the window with her chin propped up, then glanced down at the two messages that Xie Yanchi had just sent.

[Xie Yanchi]: I can't come, maybe you don't believe me, I met my first love.

[Xie Yanchi]: Love is hard to find, goodbye.

Wen Ruan almost blocked him.

Does he think he will believe this mentally retarded reason that he thought up with his toes

I and Xie Yanchi grew up together, but I have never seen this young master who is always fooling around and acting like a ruffian. Which girl did he really like, and where did he get his first love

Wen Ruan snorted coldly, flicked the wine glass in front of him with his index finger very loudly, and pursed his lips.

Sure enough, men are not good things.

The surrounding people were noisy, only the atmosphere at my table was extremely quiet and depressing.

The loneliness index of eating hot pot alone is too high, coupled with the waiter's curious eyes looking at him again and again, Wen Ruan's irritability finally reached its peak.

She stood up abruptly, picked up the satchel beside her, stepped on her high heels to the door, and rummaged through the umbrella she had hung in the umbrella area.

did not find.

Wen Ruan's mood suddenly dropped to the extreme.

When a person is unlucky, drinking cold water will stick to his teeth, and a good umbrella will be stolen by some morally corrupt people.

She looked at the pouring rain outside with heavy eyes, took a deep breath, and then went back to the hot pot restaurant to ask the clerk to borrow an umbrella.

"Want me to take you?"

At this moment, an umbrella was raised above her head, and a young but familiar male voice sounded beside her ears.

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at the source of the voice, then was slightly startled: "Is it you?"

The person who came was Xu Zeming.

He was wearing a black coat, with a band-aid on his brow bone. He looked like a teenager, but he carried a maturity that didn't match his age.

When Xu Zeming saw Wen Ruan recognized him, the corners of his lips curled up, with a smile in his eyes: "I thought you didn't know me anymore, but I didn't expect you to remember me."

Then, he moved the umbrella over her head again: "Are you going home? Shall I take you back?"

Wen Ruan frowned, turned her head, and said nothing.

After going back that day, Wen Ruan received many messages from Xu Zeming, some were invitations to go out, and some were cryptic confessions.

But at this moment, she could tell at a glance the intention in Xu Zeming's eyes when he looked at her.

Wen Ruan lowered her eyes, looked up at the rain outside, then moved away with a smile, and walked out of Xu Zeming's umbrella, her tone was polite but alienated: "No, I will take a taxi."

After all, she doesn't like Xu Zeming.

That day, it was just to repay the kindness of a package of paper, and to say a few words for him, there is no need to involve too much.

There is no need to have too much contact with him, or to give him any hopes or hints, which is not good for anyone.

The light in Xu Zeming's eyes dimmed, then he stubbornly lifted the umbrella back again, thought for a long time, and called softly, "Sister."

Wen Ruan responded subconsciously: "Huh?"

Xu Zeming said: "I don't care if you refuse or not, it's my own decision to pursue you."

His eyes looked clean and clear, but for some reason, Wen Ruan always felt that there was some inexplicable violation.

"Hello."

Suddenly a deep male voice sounded behind the two, with a slight displeasure in the tone: "Take the umbrella away."

Wen Ruan turned his head.

Fu Zhihuan stood half a meter away from the two of them, his brows were covered with a layer of coldness, his eyelids drooped, his dark eyes were full of coldness, and he just looked at Xu Zeming in front of him, full of hostility.

Xu Zeming and Fu Zhihuan looked at each other, and the relationship between the two was full of sex, and their swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Wen Ruan froze for a moment.

Why is Fu Zhihuan here

And at this moment, the phone in the satchel vibrated again.

[Xie Yanchi]: Surprise

...

This is the surprise gift he said

Wen Ruan was enlightened.

It turned out that these two men did not know when they started to form an alliance, and they co-authored to trick themselves out in order to allow themselves to meet Fu Zhihuan

Xu Zeming pulled off his coat expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice, "Second Young Master Fu, I remember I said that now, the two of us are competing fairly, right?"

Fu Ershao

Wen Ruan was a little taken aback.

How did Xu Zeming know Fu Zhihuan's identity? Obviously, no one mentioned it to him at the time.

Fu Zhihuan didn't look surprised at all, and the way he looked at Xu Zeming was not the slightest bit turbulent, surprisingly calm.

After a long time, he laughed lowly, took a few steps forward, then stopped in front of Xu Zeming, and looked down at him.

The height difference between the two was about half a head, but they looked at each other with extremely sharp eyes.

"Did I agree?"

In Fu Zhihuan's casual tone, there was a bit of inexplicable coercion: "You say fair competition, and I will compete with you fairly? Do you think I look like such a reasonable person?"

Xu Zeming pursed his lips tightly, didn't say a word, just raised his head, and looked back at Fu Zhihuan without flinching.

After a long time, he lowered his voice and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Fu Lu, I'm not as troublesome as you think."

The emotion in Fu Zhihuan's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, instead he laughed and said only one word: "Oh."

Wen Ruan frowned, and was about to step forward and pull the two away.

But at this moment, the phone vibrated again.

[Xie Yanchi]: Hey, hey, don't try to persuade, it will be difficult to see this big scene in the future.

[Xie Yanchi]: I really didn't expect that with your violent temper, there would actually be two people arguing over you one day? Historical pictures, I am recording.

Wen Ruan almost put a question mark on the top of his head.

[Wen Ruan]: Co-author, have you been watching secretly

[Xie Yanchi]: Otherwise, I am a qualified executor. I guessed that Fu Zhihuan would be late, so I specially let you go with your umbrella.

[Xie Yanchi]: But I can't tell you which car I'm in, otherwise the good date will turn into a threesome, and Er Shao Fu will deduct my bonus.

...

So you are that morally bankrupt thief

It's fine to steal things, but the co-author actually took money from Fu Zhihuan

At this moment, Fu Zhihuan turned around, walked to Wen Ruan's side, then raised his hand to clasp her shoulder, and hugged her towards him.

The palm was hot and powerful, with a bit of involuntary domineering.

"Why?"

Wen Ruan didn't react to this sudden movement, she became unsteady, and she nestled softly into his arms, and walked a few steps forward under his arms.

She turned her head subconsciously, thinking that she had to say goodbye to Xu Zeming politely, but just as she tilted her head, Fu Zhihuan raised his hand and held the back of her head, stopping her movement: "Don't look at him."

There was a bit of low pressure in her tone, her thin lips were tightly pursed, and her long and narrow eyes were full of displeasure.

A king of vinegar.

Wen Ruan stretched out his hand to push Fu Zhihuan, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you care about me? And who is going to leave with you? Besides, aren't you going to talk to Anshi today..."

"Well, I escaped."

Fu Zhihuan did not bow his head, and said calmly: "Because I promised yesterday, I will come to see you today."

But this kind of serious matter doesn't mean that you can escape by escaping.

In order to avoid accidents, Fu Zhihuan spent a lot of money on young master Xie, and if he didn't slip out, he would also ask him to accompany Wen Ruan for an afternoon to make her happy.

Wen Ruan was a little startled, she stopped, and corrected in a low voice: "No, you promised to go to my house yesterday, but I didn't say I wanted you to come see me."

Fu Zhihuan looked down at her, thought for a while, and then said very seriously: "The purpose is this, the process doesn't matter."

Wen Ruan bit her lower lip lightly, then hummed, and twisted her head awkwardly.

This man can always have a lot of fancy things to say.

But I have no backbone to eat this set.

Xu Zeming looked at the back of the two leaving, his eyes darkened little by little, he didn't say anything, just put away the umbrella he held in his hand, and then threw it on the bumpy ground beside him, splashing a piece of mud.

"Aze, who did you meet?"

A woman wearing a T-shirt and miniskirt showing her belly button came out of the hot pot restaurant, leaning on Xu Zeming's arm, coquettishly: "Why haven't you come in for so long?"

Xu Zeming: "I haven't met anyone, let's go in."

The author has something to say: Xie Yanchi: The recorded video can be auctioned to Fu Zhihuan and Wen Ruan's parents at a high price. I am really a business genius.

Maybe someone saw that I secretly made Xie Yanchi the leading actor in my advance notice.

Because I suddenly wanted to write a showman.

The kind of coquettish male protagonist who is easy to bully at first sight.

Bullying my son is the happiest.

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