Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

    Hearing these words, Fu Zhihuan was stunned for a moment, then straightened up, still holding Wen Ruan's shoulders.

    After a while, his brows and eyes widened, the corners of his lips curved, and he asked with a low smile, "Is this a response?"

    Wen Ruan tilted her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, she bit her lower lip and muttered, "Why are you so stupid? Do you have to be a little girl like me to speak the truth? "

    Speaking of this, she pursed her lips, and then took a deep breath: "Seeing that your apology has always been very good, I will reluctantly ... um."

    Before he finished speaking, Wen Ruan felt the hand holding his arm tighten, and then the whole body was pulled forward.

    She raised her hand subconsciously, resting her palm on Fu Zhihuan's chest, her pupils shrunk.

    The next second, Fu Zhihuan raised his hand to hold the back of her head, then lowered his head and kissed her.

    With a warm and warm touch.

    The fiery breath lingered between the two of them. In this narrow car, the dim yellow lights added an ambiguous atmosphere to everything.

    The surroundings were silent, only the sound of the heartbeat kept hitting Wen Ruan's eardrums, again and again, clearly plucking her heartstrings.

    Wen Ruan may not have reacted yet, her breath was short and she was almost out of breath.

    She pushed Fu Zhihuan away with her hands subconsciously, then tilted her head and coughed a few times.

    Wen Ruan's heart thumped, the corners of her lips loosened, and she subconsciously raised her hand to touch his lips, but she seemed to have suddenly reacted to something, and put down her hand , the whole person shrank back, a face flushed with shame.

    "What are you doing, I haven't agreed with you to kiss me! And why are you always attacking suddenly, I...I'm not prepared."

      .

    Speaking of this, she paused for a while, raised her eyebrows, bent down, lowered her voice deliberately, and shouted softly, "Girlfriend."

    Hearing him calling himself like this, Wen Ruan's eyes were dodged, her heart was clearly a puddle, but she still had to speak hard: "What, what?"

    Wen Ruan froze for a moment, then lowered her eyes, raised her hand and pressed it on her chest with hindsight, as if she could feel the beating of her heart very clearly.

    This sentence is ambiguous and gentle, as if the air has become warm.

    She suddenly began to regret what she said just now.

    ...how can I say yes?

    However, Fu Zhihuan seemed to see what she was thinking at a glance, so he laughed softly, suddenly reached out his hand to clasp her small chin, and then lifted it up slightly.

    As soon as Wen Ruan came back to his senses, Fu Zhihuan leaned down and stopped two centimeters away from Wen Ruanmo, with a smile in his eyes, as if amusing a small animal. : "Be obedient, close your eyes."

    Wen Ruan's eyes flickered, and her breathing became a little short.

    At such a distance, she could even see Fu Zhihuan's thick eyelashes very clearly, as well as the usually indifferent pair of eyelashes under the eyelashes, but at this moment it seemed to contain thousands of soft spring eyes.

    She dipped her eyes, fanned twice, and slowly closed her eyes.

    The next second, Fu Zhihuan's lips covered her, and the tip of her tongue penetrated her lips and teeth.

    The airflow around her keeps rising, like thousands of small fireflies, wrapped in gentle whispers, spreading out like fireworks in her ears.

    As if everything was gradually engulfed in light and shadow.

    Then only each other is left.

    After a long time, Fu Zhihuan's movements finally stopped, but he didn't rush to let go of Wen Ruan, he just raised his head against her forehead, his voice was low and hoarse: "Wen Ruan, I Remember, I still owe you something."

    She raised her hand to put the back of her hand to her lips, for some reason, looking at Fu Zhihuan's smiling eyes, she turned her gaze shyly and asked in a low voice, "What do you owe me? "

    "An engagement dinner."

    Wen Ruan stayed at the door for a long time. After checking the phone several times to make sure that she looked no different from before going out, she took a deep breath and entered the door.

    “…”

    Wen Ruan hesitated, then slowly scanned the surroundings.

    Being stared at by so many eyes, she felt a little creepy, so she coughed heavily, then bent down to change her shoes.

    The servant immediately closed his eyes when he heard the sound, pretended to be nothing, and continued busy with the work at hand.

    But Wen Fengchen and Xie Ai obviously didn't plan to let their own daughter go.

    "The car outside was Xiaolu's car, right?"

    "I see you hurried back, and hurriedly took things out. Is it a gift for others?"

    Wen Ruan hadn't completely recovered from the ambiguous atmosphere just now, but after being chased by her parents, she immediately became hesitant: "It's just, it's not."

    Wen Fengchen and Ms. Xie Ai looked at each other and saw the same answer from each other's eyes.

    The smiles on their faces couldn't be contained: "I see you two young people have been in the car for a long time, aren't they..."

    When she mentioned the car, Wen Ruan's ears were a little red, she gritted her teeth, and didn't wait for Wen Fengchen to finish the question: "No! Nothing!"

    After saying that, she walked upstairs with a blushing face.

    The two elders watched Wen Ruan go away silently, until they heard the loud closing sound of the door, they immediately sat up straight like a chicken blood, and quickly took out their mobile phones and sent Fu Changming a message information.

    [Wen Fengchen]: In-laws! done!

    As soon as Fu Zhihuan returned home, he realized that the atmosphere at home was not quite right.

    My parents are sitting at the coffee table at the moment, their hands are folded on their knees, and they are making a very dignified and serious gesture.

    Fu Mingheng was also sitting on the sofa, his whole body resting like a boneless body, and his toes rhythmically tapped the floor. He looks like a lazy person.

    Mr. Fu Changming glanced over with a cold look as a warning.

    Seeing this, Fu Mingheng immediately coughed and did well like his parents did.

    Fu Zhihuan glanced at them and seemed calm.

    He lowered his eyes, and there was no extra expression on his face. He just changed his shoes and entered the door very naturally, and also loosened a few buttons on his collar and cuffs.

    Fu Mingheng didn't hold on for a while, and couldn't help leaning on the sofa.

    He glanced at Fu Zhihuan, slowly picked up the water glass on the table, and complained jokingly: "You are relaxed today, leave us there to take care of the An family, you don't know, you As soon as I left, the mouths of their family all fell on me."

    Fu Zhihuan let out a low laugh, and casually teased: "Isn't this very good? A talented man and a woman."

    He pursed his lips and fell silent.

    Fu Changming coughed heavily and asked in a timid tone: "I won't bother with you about the Anjia today. But you have to tell your family that you and the little girl from the Wen family, What's going on? I remember, you said firmly before that you were going to break off the engagement."

    Mother Fu nodded in unison.

    These two are obviously curious at the moment, but now they have to pretend to be calm.

    Fu Zhihuan laughed dumbly, but he didn't rush to speak, he just smiled and unbuttoned the last button on the cuff, and said lightly: "Mom and Dad, maybe you can change Wen Ruan Impressed."

    "Impression?"

    "Hmm."

    Fu Zhihuan raised his head with a smile in his voice: "For example, it's not 'the little girl from the Wen family'. It's your daughter-in-law."

    “…”

    The atmosphere froze in an instant.

    Among the three people on the sofa, only Fu Mingheng, who knew nothing about the news, made a loud "I rely on", while the Fu couple looked quite calm.

    The expressions on their faces were the same as they looked just now, they even just nodded and simply said the word "oh".

    Fu Zhihuan turned around and walked out of the living room after notifying him of the news.

    However, as soon as Fu Zhihuan left, the two couples on the sofa, who had always looked very calm and composed, exploded instantly.

    "Hurry up and call the Wen family."

    "Hello? Hey, our son admitted it just now! You said these two young people...that's right, we have to prepare engagement rings for them quickly. There were no surprises in the previous one!"

    "Hey, what do your Wen Ruan usually like? Do you want me to visit her in two days? The young man's mind is unpredictable now, he has to get married as soon as possible, I'll look it up Huang Li... oh yes, do you think the wedding will be held in Tong City or Jiang City? I think so..."

    "Cough."

    Just as the Fu couple was happily talking on the phone, a deliberate cough sounded in front of them.

    Looking up, I saw Fu Zhihuan leaning lazily against the wall at the corner of the living room, holding a water glass in his hand, looking at the two of them without any disturbance in his eyes, and then said softly: "I just poured a glass of water."

    “…”

    This is embarrassing.

    After Wen Ruan took a bath, the constant hot heart calmed down slightly.

    She put a mask on herself, then lay on the bed and played with her mobile phone, with her calves cocked, swaying back and forth rhythmically, worrying about how she should organize her language and tell Qin Sushan that she has not yet It took a week to become a dog with no prospects.

    Then, an email alert popped up.

    From my work email.

    【Hello Miss Wen, my name is Zhou Ruqing. Maybe you don't remember me, but I'm Jin Chen Hyuk's wife, the wife of the man who had a conflict with Mr. Fu before.

    I'm sorry to bother you now, but can you contact me if it's convenient? My phone number is 137XXXXXXXX.】

    Wen Ruan was startled, got up from the bed instantly, and dialed the phone according to the contact information on the email.

    "Hello?"

    The phone was connected after a few rings, and the female voice opposite the receiver was still a little hoarse.

    Wen Ruan: "Hello, Miss Zhou, I'm Wen Ruan."

    The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, but she could still hear her deep breathing very clearly, and after a long time, the slightly trembling voice continued: "Hello , I'm sorry to bother you. Originally I wanted to contact Mr. Fu, but I didn't have his contact information. Then I remembered that you were a little familiar, and I realized that it was a lawyer I saw on the news before. That's why I took the liberty of taking the liberty of using your public email address. contact you."

    "It's fine."

    Wen Ruan asked calmly, "Miss Zhou, you are looking for me, do you have anything to tell Mr. Fu?"

    "Can we meet?"

    Zhou Ruqing seemed to hesitate for a long time before she said with difficulty: "Tomorrow, in the cafe on Changyang Street."

    Wen Ruan was silent for a while, then said slowly: "I have no right to decide, I will pass it on to Fu Zhihuan and let him decide whether to meet with you. However, I hope you can tell me first. , why do you want to meet him?"

    The two sides fell into a long silence again.

    After a long time, Zhou Ruqing laughed, but she laughed bitterly, and there seemed to be some crying in her voice: "Jin Chenhe told me something."

    The author has something to say: an update tonight.

    Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Ye Shiqi 1;

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Li Zujia (cat sister) 18 bottles of Tsinghua International; 10 bottles of Chaiwen Envoy; 5 bottles of Apple, I Don’t Stay Up Late, Calm° Smile; , . . . , fruit tea, 1 bottle of summer;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!