Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

    After a long time, she took a deep breath, wrung out the cigarette **** in her hand and threw it into the trash can beside her, then turned on the faucet, and put her hands under the low flow of water to rinse.

    The sound of water crashing is distracting.

    For some reason, He Ziqin suddenly remembered the time in college.

    The colleges they are in are different, and the only chance to meet several times is when the school's student council holds a general meeting.

    Fu Zhihuan was always the one in the market, and he went there and said nothing. Holding a pen in his hand, Gail didn't pull it out, just looked up so coolly and coldly, often making the group of student leaders who were nagging and complaining silent.

    When I think about it, the name of the High Mountain Flower seems to have started from that time.

    However, even such a person can bend down with a smile and button a little girl's neckline with great gentleness and patience.

    He Ziqin suddenly felt that her provocation during this time was like a complete joke.

    Maybe Fu Zhihuan is not cold.

    But all the tenderness is left to one person.

    In late autumn, Wen Ruan and Fu Zhihuan returned to Tongcheng.

    Go to the court for the trial of Zhang Hongrui.

    However, it is worth mentioning that with the in-depth investigation of Zhang Hongrui by the police, the criminal gangs that have been buried in Tong City have also been brought out in one fell swoop.

    And very lucky to rescue the kidnapped children in many dens.

    Among them, Jin Chenhe's daughter.

    After Jin Chenhe heard the news, he burst into tears in the detention center, bowing to the police with red eyes and swollen eyes.

    In fact, fate will never forgive any sinner.

    Twenty years ago, Jin Chen Hyuk did not know anything about it, and contributed to the development of a criminal gang for his own personal gain, so twenty years later, his daughter also disappeared due to the actions of this gang.

    When he finally made up his mind to surrender himself to pay for his sins.

    Daughter was also very lucky to be rescued because of the information and clues he provided.

    Maybe this is the cause and effect that old people often say.

    The court date is here.

    Because of Zhang Hongrui's special circumstances and being unable to be present, the court made an exception and completed the trial in accordance with the procedure in the absence of the defendant.

    A death sentence without objection.

    Although Zhang Hongrui's time was short, the criminal law decided by the people's court is completely different from lying on the hospital bed and dying without even a single charge.

    Those who violate the law must be executed.

    This is a confession to all victims.

    After the trial of Zhang Hongrui was over, everyone around him left one after another, but Fu Zhihuan did not move.

    He put his arms on his knees, folded his hands, and supported his forehead.

      .

    Wen Ruan looked at him with some distress, but he hesitated for a long time but didn't say anything, just sat quietly beside him.

    Sit with him.

    This is something to be happy and celebrated.

    He can finally get rid of his paranoia for so many years.

    The criminal who murdered Fu Yuqing died.

    The criminal gang that destroyed countless families was also arrested and beaten to pieces under the action of the police.

    Everyone was punished.

    Including Fu Zhihuan himself.

    It is very difficult to adapt to the process of liberation.

    But at this time, it will be very clearly realized.

    These pains do not come from hatred of the murderer, but from love for their own relatives.

    So Fu Zhihuan will never forget those pains.

    Because that is proof of Fu Yuqing's existence.

    "I don't know how to comfort you, but if you're sad." Wen Ruan tilted her head slightly, raised her hand, and gently placed the back of Fu Zhihuan's hand, then clenched it tightly, slowly Said, "Would you like to give me a hug?"

    Fu Zhihuan did not speak, but was silent for a moment, then straightened up without saying a word, raised his hand and hugged Wen Ruan tightly in his arms.

    He slowly closed his eyes, and could clearly feel Wen Ruan patted his back like a soothing touch.

    Fu Zhihuan raised his eyelashes and said with a chuckle, "You coax the child."

    Wen Ruan didn't let go, but stubbornly hugged Fu Zhihuan tightly, she thought for a while, and then said softly, "Sir, you have to coax him too."

    Fu Zhihuan hummed, then said lightly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

    "What's all right?" Wen Ruan puffed up her cheeks, pretended to be fierce and ordered: "In the future, you can't just tell me the happy things, but also tell me the unhappy things! If you try to be brave without saying anything like this, I won't tell you the unhappy things and then pretend to be happy! Do you understand?"

    “…”

    Fu Zhihuan took a look at the string of tongue twisters and couldn't help laughing.

    After a moment of silence, he gradually closed the arms that embraced Wen Ruan, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

    Many things have long since changed.

    The barren life in the past seems to have finally waited for a spring rain at a certain moment.

    Thousands of flowers bloomed on the land that was originally barren.

    Fu Zhihuan knew.

    He will never be alone again.

    The two walked out of the court side by side, and before they could go down the steps, they suddenly heard that the quiet surroundings suddenly became noisy.

    Immediately, a small group of reporters came out of the corner and surrounded Fu Zhihuan with cameras—

    "You are the brother of the victim of this case, right? May I ask what made you insist on not giving up this case for 20 years?"

    "We heard that as early as ten years ago, the police had investigated one of the insiders of this case. Why didn't the culprit be arrested at that time?"

    "This case was resolved because one of the suspects surrendered himself. Does that mean the police department's ability to handle the case has declined."

    For a case like this that caused a sensation in the society, the reporter will smell the wind at the first time.

    Fu Zhihuan seemed to have guessed this for a long time. The expression on his face was very calm. He just glanced at Wen Ruan beside him with the corner of his eye and motioned for her to leave first.

    This group of people is difficult to deal with, and he does not want Wen Ruan to be asked some embarrassing questions.

    "Mr. Fu, can you briefly describe your mental journey over the past 20 years? We are all very concerned about your views on this case and your inner feelings."

    Although these questions did not come from Wen Ruan, but for some reason, every sentence was like turning on the surround mode, which made her feel tense and dizzy.

    The reporters swarmed up and reached out to stop, one of the arms was already poking in front of Wen Ruan anxiously.

      Sprinkling salt in other people's wounds for the sake of headlines like this."

    Speaking of this, she paused, raised her index finger and pointed at a few people next to her, and then counted: "One, two, three. Yes, you three, and reporters, Do you know that you do not have the right to ask the people to cooperate with your interviews? You still reach out and pull your sleeves to stop people, are you trying to pick quarrels and stir up trouble? The court is right in front of you, so you want to sit in the defendant's seat and drink tea? Monitoring, I advise you to be a little more sensible in the future, or you will be arrested sooner or later for ideological education."

    This series of words was extremely smooth, and the crowd that was noisy just now suddenly quieted down.

    Wen Ruan pouted, snorted softly, and dragged Fu Zhihuan forward.

    I have been walking through the bustling crowd, gradually leaving the noisy center.

    True.

    I am such a big man, so I am pulled forward by a little girl who is much shorter than me.

    Hearing the voices of the reporters gradually disappearing behind him, Wen Ruan just let out his breath and put down all the fierce look just now.

    She seemed to remember something, and her eyebrows curled with a smile: "I suddenly remembered that during Lu Kechen's case, there were also people who stopped near the police station and wanted to interview me."

    At that time, it was Fu Zhihuan who held her hand, protected her, and led her out of the noisy crowd that seemed to be swallowing people.

    Now, she can too.

    Wen Ruan took a step, thought about Fu Zhihuan's question carefully, then turned his head, and instead of joking, he corrected word by word: "That's not right, no matter how powerful people are, You can't handle everything alone."

    "And I'm your girlfriend." Wen Ruan said very seriously, "Of course I will always be with you."

    Fu Zhihuan also stopped.

    After a long time, he raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Yes."

    From now on.

    Always be together.

    Christmas is almost here.

    Wen Ruan has been busy with work during this time, and she managed to handle all the affairs before the festival. She is preparing to spend this commemorative "first time after the two together" with Fu Zhihuan. One Christmas", but was called out by Qin Sushan on the phone.

    Qin Sushan cried hoarsely on the other end of the phone: "He doesn't love me anymore, I want to break up with him woo woo woo! Wen Ruan came out for a drink!"

    Fu Zhihuan has to work overtime tonight and won't be back until after nine o'clock.

    Wen Ruan looked at the table below, and felt that if Qin Sushan was so foolish, she might really die.

    So she was going to go to the bar to pick up Qin Sushan. If she had time, she might be able to come home before 9:30 to give Fu Zhihuan a surprise.

    As soon as she entered the bar, she saw Qin Sushan holding the bottle and burping.

    She raised her head, saw Wen Ruan, and rushed towards her with snot and tears: "I want to break up with Qin Ziran, woo woo."

    Wen Ruan stabilized Qin Sushan and said calmly, "Don't worry, tell me about the situation first, and I'll analyze it."

    Qin Sushan took a deep breath: "You know, we are both five-to-nine office workers, so he suggested that housework in the future should be divided into odd and even numbers, the date is odd, I will do it, the date It's an even number he does."

    Wen Ruan nodded: "That's good."

    "What a fart." Qin Sushan choked and said: "Seven days in a year are more than even numbers! Why! I questioned him, he actually told me the same? Seven days, why? I have to do seven more days of housework than him?"

    Wen Ruan: “…”

    I shouldn't have messed with you two.

    Qin Sushan looked at the expression on Wen Ruan's face, covered her chest and sighed: "I knew you couldn't understand me, but housework is the most serious problem in a couple's life. For example, If one day you and Fu Zhihuan go home and you are both tired, who will do the housework?"

    "Nanny." Wen Ruan blurted out, "Auntie Wang has done a good job of hygiene. She comes every day and helps feed the cat!"

    Qin Sushan was silent for a while, and decided to change her mind: "Okay, then let's change your mind. For example, when you and Fu Zhihuan went to his house during the New Year, you were so tired after a day's journey that you didn't have the strength to help the family with the housework. At this time, your future mother-in-law will have a bad impression of you..."

    "No way?"

    Wen Ruan thought for a moment, then interrupted: "Fu's family cooks by Aunt Wang, washes the sink by Chen's mother, cleans by Zhang's wife and Zhao, handles housework is Zhou's housekeeper, and drives a small car. Li. So I just have to lie on the sofa and chat with Fu Zhihuan's mother!"

    “…” Qin Sushan fell silent.

    Sure enough, housework may be something that the rich don't worry about.

    And after chatting with Wen Ruan like this, her mood didn't improve at all, but it became more painful.

    Why are you not rich!

    So she simply gave up Wen Ruan, and felt self-pity when she hugged her alone.

    After two bottles of wine, Qin Sushan had drunk so much that she couldn't even sit up straight, but still hugged the table and cried heartbroken: "Why do I have seven more days? Isn't the relationship worth seven days?"

    Wen Ruan had a headache and wanted to contact Qin Ziran, but remembered that the two were quarreling, so she had to call Fu Zhihuan for help.

    Fu Zhihuan just got off work, when he got the call, he turned a corner and came here.

    When he arrived, Wen Ruan was being pestered by a hip-hop cool guy with dreadlocks to ask for his contact information, and said with a hippie smile: "Sister, you are so young, you must have just started college. ?"

    Wen Ruan righteously refused to give contact information.

    But even so, no girl can resist the sweet words of someone complimenting her youth.

    She was about to express her heartfelt thanks for the compliment from the dreaded brat when she suddenly heard a lazy male voice from behind, with a somewhat condescending tone—

    "Honey, it's time to go home. We kids miss you after playing outside for so long."

    …This is a rude tone.

    Who else but Fu Zhihuan.

    Brother dreadlocks heard this, then raised his head to meet Fu Zhihuan's threatening and oppressive eyes.

    Wen Ruan turned her head and gritted her teeth: "Fu Zhihuan!"

    Fu Zhihuan laughed, leaned back against the table, and walked towards her: "What's wrong?"

    "Where did my child come from?" Wen Ruan was so angry, "It sounds old!"

    Fu Zhihuan replied lightly, "Count."

    “…”

     "Last night, when you were playing with the cat, you said to the Earl, 'Mom loves you', why did you turn around and deny the account today?"

    Wen Ruan was said to be speechless, but she still refused to admit defeat with a small temper: "Then you can't—"

    "Well, it's my fault." Fu Zhihuan smiled and bent down, stretched out his hand and squeezed Wen Ruan's face, his tone was soft, as if to coax her: "But there are always people who covet our little ones. Wen Ruan, as a boyfriend, can't I be jealous?"

    …Damn.

    Here again.

    Use this kind of sweet talk to make yourself feel guilty.

    Wen Ruan lost her temper instantly, she snorted softly with some arrogance, and then bent down to move Qin Sushan into the car.

    Qin Sushan murmured, seeming to be careful from her deep sleep, she opened her eyes, maybe she couldn't read the puppet, but the cry came out first: "Why do I have seven more days!"

    Wen Ruan was startled, reached out and patted his chest.

    She felt that she was going to have a post-traumatic shadow on the word seven.

    Although there were some twists and turns in the process, Qin Sushan was finally loaded into the car and sent to the downstairs of the community.

    On the way, Wen Ruan also briefly told Fu Zhihuan about Qin Sushan's situation, and by the way raised his concerns: "Do you think we will quarrel in the future because we don't want to do housework?"

    Fu Zhihuan was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "Wen Ruan, last week you wanted to do housework on a whim and broke a jade carving of mine."

    "Broken a vase last week."

    "Last month you went to the balcony to water the flowers, and all the plants on the balcony were spared."

    Speaking of this, Fu Zhihuan laughed and asked slowly, "Do you think I will let you do housework?"

    Wen Ruan: "...you have a good memory."

    As soon as she parked the car downstairs of Qin Sushan's house, she saw Qin Ziran wearing a coat and waiting anxiously at the door.

    Seeing Fu Zhihuan's car, he hurried over in small steps, opened the door, and helped Qin Sushan with a distressed face: "Okay, baby, let's go home."

    Qin Sushan was woken up by the shaking. As soon as she opened her eyes and saw Qin Ziran, she sniffed, and then she cried and said that sentence: "Why do I do it for seven more days???"

    Qin Ziran reiterated: "Yes, it's all my fault, I'll do it on odd days in the future!"

    The two of them pulled upstairs like this.

    Wen Ruan lay beside the window and glanced at it, then sighed: "They have such a good relationship."

    Fu Zhihuan pondered for a while, and asked a question that has been troubled for a long time: "So, why can't they work every other day according to the odd or even number of the date?"

    “…”

    As expected of a science male.

    Originally, Wen Ruan planned to prepare a candlelight dinner at home, and when Fu Zhihuan came back, he could have a very romantic Christmas.

    But after being tossed about by Qin Sushan, it was almost ten o'clock when I got home.

    After eating something and washing up, it was almost time for bed.

    Wen Ruan was a little gloomy, she huddled up on the sofa, while boringly changing the TV channel.

    When you are in a bad mood, there will be a lot of TV commercials!

    Fu Zhihuan came out of the shower and wiped his damp hair with a towel.

    He lowered his eyes and saw the depressed expression on Wen Ruan's face, so he laughed, sat down beside her, specially slowed down his voice, and coaxed: "Why are you unhappy?"

    Wen Ruan took advantage of the situation and turned to the side, resting her head on Fu Zhihuan's shoulder: "I originally prepared a Christmas surprise for you."

    Fu Zhihuan smiled and pinched the tip of her nose: "It's fine, there's still next year."

    "This is different!" Wen Ruan felt a little wronged, "This year is the first Christmas with you, and next year will not be the first time."

    Speaking of this, she suddenly had an epiphany, stood up and supported Fu Zhihuan's shoulder: "Otherwise we will break up tonight, and we will reconcile immediately tomorrow, just pretend that we are at Christmas this year. Not together, so next year will be the first time!"

    “…”

    Very Wen Ruan style proposal.

    Fu Zhihuan was amused by her, so he shook his head helplessly, grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and said with a smile, "The proposal is rejected."

    Wen Ruan was just talking, but he still asked, "Why?"

    Fu Zhihuan approached her ear, her voice sounded ambiguous and gentle: "Because I am reluctant."

    Wen Ruan was slightly startled.

    He looked at himself with too gentle eyes at the moment, those eyes that were always calm, were full of affection at this moment, although it was just a simple sentence, it made Wen Ruan's eyes Heart thumping thumping.

    Go ahead.

    It seems that as long as you are with Fu Zhihuan, even if there seems to be no content or activities this Christmas, it is not bad.

    "Right," Wen Ruan seemed to have suddenly thought of something, she stood up with Fu Zhihuan's chest, turned over and got off the sofa: "I have a present for you."

    Speaking, he ran into the bedroom wearing slippers, took out a gift box, opened it, and found a custom-made tie inside.

    Wen Ruan said disappointedly: "I was going to give it to you during dinner."

    But she quickly remembered something and suggested with great interest: "How about you change into a white shirt, and then I'll try it on for you?"

    "Complete."

    Fu Zhihuan laughed, got up obediently, and shuffled back to the room to change into a white shirt, then came back and sat down in front of Wen Ruan, and reminded me in a tone of voice: " Will it be tied later, but don't get red eyes again."

    "How could it not be!" Wen Ruan vowed to defend his dignity to the death, "I am very capable of learning!"

    Although she said that, Wen Ruan was still a little guilty.

    He has never tied a tie in his life.

    Wen Ruan recalled what she had learned on the Internet yesterday. For the sake of convenience, she simply straddled Fu Zhihuan, then put a tie around Fu Zhihuan's neck a little strangely, and then—

    How do you tie the knot?

    This way, or that way?

    Can I tie a tie like a red scarf?

    Wen Ruan tie a tie for five minutes, loosened and tied again, tied and loosened again.

    Her fingers always brushed Fu Zhihuan's neck inadvertently, sometimes gently bringing it to his Adam's apple, like a feather gently falling on the neck, soft but difficult Self-confidence.

    "I give up."

    Finally, after ten minutes of torture, Wen Ruan loosened her tie, rubbed her sore hands, and said in a slightly disappointed tone, "Otherwise, you should come by yourself."

    After speaking, he was ready to get off Fu Zhihuan.

    At this moment, however, a hand suddenly clasped Wen Ruan's back, pressed her to him, and then moved quickly and sharply to the sofa pressure.

    A black shadow instantly shrouded, and the tie in Wen Ruan's hand didn't hold steady, and slipped from the fingers to the ground.

    The light that was not dazzling fell on Fu Zhihuan's face, making his bones more distinct.

      The dark pupils are all deep, but they seem to be smiling.

    "What, what?"

    "Can you continue?"

    Time seems to cross at this moment.

    Wen Ruan suddenly remembered that the first time she met Fu Zhihuan, it was not a very beautiful environment, crowded station, noisy crowd.

    She followed the flow of people coming and going, and saw Fu Zhihuan at a glance.

    The face is clear and the voice is cold.

    More or less people regret the decisions they have made.

    But she never regretted the pounding of her heart at that moment.

    Wen Ruan chuckled lightly, raised her hand to hook Fu Zhihuan's neck, closed her eyes and kissed his lips.

    How would you describe this feeling?

    It was like a wind blowing across the mountains, waking up the wildfire in the mountains.

    But I am willing to join that fire just to hug you.

    After a long time, Wen Ruan stopped, gently pressed against Fu Zhihuan's forehead, then opened his eyes and looked back at his eyes very seriously.

    Then, smiled and said, "Well, yes."

    We all have a past.

    The wild grass and vines grow wildly in a barren field, and when the black cloud presses over the wilderness, it is accompanied by the depressing thunder and the lightning that splits the night.

    But there is always a little light.

    Walking along this light, you can stretch out your hand and push open a world of spring flowers.

    The white deer kisses the flowers, and the sparrows come to dream.

    At the end of the light source, you will still be standing.

    It's always been you.

    -End of text-

    The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

    Fanwai will probably write marriage articles x campus special short articles x raising cubs, these three will definitely be there, and the others will depend on their brains.

    In fact, I really want to write a parallel story, but I don’t know if Xianyan can write it, if I can’t, I will post it on Weibo (maybe)

    The pre-received is "Buying a CEO to Make a Gossip" Xie Yanchi X Qin Yuqing, the next book is likely to write this, because the elements of the fatal surrender and the water and fire person overlap, I am afraid I will be seamless The connection will write the string!

& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; what else do you want to say or not remember, but ah ah ah, I finished the text, I liberated, I went to play the game!

    Wait, put a pre-received copy Hey, I almost forgot, by the way, I only mentioned one sentence before everyone thought my cousin was a scumbag.

    Although he was indeed a scumbag, he ran away from home because he colluded with his ex-fiancee, because his ex-fiancée didn't want to engage in a marriage contract, Xie Yanchi felt that it was inconvenient for him to be a little girl. Open your mouth and do it yourself to force other people's parents to break the marriage.

    I seem to have mentioned a sentence in chapter 34 that many people have not seen.

    "Buy a CEO to make a scandal"

    Qin Yuqing picked up a love variety show, and her manager chose an amateur to play her boyfriend.

    On the day we met, she stepped into the private room.

    Xie Yanchi leaned back on the chair lazily, when someone came in, he lifted his eyes to look at her, then narrowed his eyes.

    The temperament is unrestrained, the standard gentle scum.

    Qin Yuqing pulled out the contract and took off his sunglasses: "After the variety show ends, we will break up peacefully. If there is no problem, just sign the contract."

    A bright and beautiful face, which coincides with the face in my memory.

    Xie Yan paused for a while, then slowly picked up the contract, glanced at it, and suddenly chuckled: "200,000?"

    “Want to negotiate?”

    Xie Yanchi had a pair of peach blossom eyes with a slightly half-smile, put the gel pen on the fingertips and turned it skillfully, and then wrote: "No. No bargaining."

    Qin Yuqing glanced at the name: "Wait...Aren't you Mr. Zhao?"

    Xie Yanchi casually put down her pen: "Oh, I forgot to remind you, you entered the wrong private room."

    "..." Qin Yuqing was silent: "Sorry, otherwise this contract will be voided?"

    Xie Yanchi raised her eyelashes, with a smile in her eyes: "Little girl, buy me for 200,000 yuan, how can anyone take advantage of it and return it."

    Xie Ershao of Huarui Group, although he looks cynical and arrogant, but everyone knows that he is an ancestor who is not easy to mess with.

    Someone who was not sensible once brought a young newcomer to pour wine for Xie Yanchi.

    Later, on a popular variety show, everyone saw this inconvenient ancestor with a pocket behind an unknown 18th-tier actress, and their eyes were full of laughter :

    "Little girl, do you want to learn how to kiss today?"

    "Fuck off."

    【Evil Belly Black X Bright Beauty】

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of fruit tea; 1 bottle of WYL;

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