Quick Wear: The Cold Beauty's Sickly Husband is Super Clingy

Early September.

Ruan Zhiyu came from a port city in the south to the beautiful ice city in the northeast of Country Z.

[In this world, white elm is called Ruan Zhiyu.]

He came here to study and also to start the second spring of his own career.

Bingcheng is the largest economic and cultural center in Northeast China, which is not only conducive to his development, but also allows him to take advantage of the opportunity to invade the commercial market in the north of Country Z.

Of course, he had opposed his parents' behavior of buying a house, a car, hiring a nanny and starting a company, but he ultimately failed in his resistance.

The couple was very worried about their son.

As the only son of the couple, this is the first time that Ruan Zhiyu has been away from them for such a long time since he was born. A semester is four months.

Even when he went out for business before, he was only away for a few days, not as long as it is now.

Unable to persuade his parents, Ruan Zhiyu followed them.

After school started, he never showed the sloppy look of a rich second-generation rich kid again, and always maintained the image of a cool and aloof intellectual.

Even her clothes were light-colored, and she never wore flashy clothes again.

White top and black pants are his daily outfit.

All the colorful clothes he wore during high school were confiscated by Ms. Lu.

Ms. Lu had been displeased with his pile of clothes for a long time. Now that her son had been admitted to university, she confiscated all of them.

Ruan Huaixu agreed with this matter.

Because Ruan Zhiyu's initial dressing style was really a test for their eyes.

Although I haven't liked wearing those weird clothes with loud noises in the past two years, the other person's outfit is really too eye-catching.

It is beautiful, but it is too beautiful.

He is a real vixen, and the couple have to deal with their son's suitors from time to time, especially those who send gifts to their home.

They were in a dilemma whether to accept it or not.

There were also those who squatted outside their homes, forcing them to climb over the crowd to get home.

So the couple formed a united front, dressed up their butterfly-like son into a cool and smart student, and tried their best to trim away the messy and bad peach blossoms outside.

It's not that they are against their son's relationship, but they can't resist his charm.

Lu Qing'an and Ruan Huaixu still can't figure it out.

How come so many people like their rebellious, stubborn and particularly irritable only child? They like him so much that they won't give up even if they get beaten.

The boy seemed to have learned his lesson, but sometimes he still couldn't control his temper.

Not to mention the distant past, just take the half year when Lu Qing'an sent Ruan Zhiyu back to school to prepare for the college entrance examination as an example, there were more fights between them than in the previous two years combined.

Those who liked the brat deliberately picked trouble with Ruan Zhiyu, causing him to punch and kick them. Going to school during that period was like going through a tribulation for him. He came home late every day, and no one knew how many fights he had outside.

They were not worried about their son's safety.

After all, Ruan Zhiyu's skills in fighting are even better than his ability to make money with him.

A bunch of noobs insisted on provoking their naughty kid, and ended up getting beaten badly.

Logically speaking, after being beaten, the group of people should have realized that Ruan Zhiyu was not someone to be trifled with, and they should have retreated, but they chose to face the challenge head-on.

Lu Qing'an and Ruan Huaixu were really having a headache at that time.

I am troubled by my son's noise and also by the tactless thoughts of those people.

I thought that sending my son back to school would allow him to return to a normal student life, but I never expected that things would become more troublesome after he returned to school.

They asked Ruan Zhiyu to change his clothes, but the brat refused and insisted on wearing those colorful clothes, protecting them like treasures.

I don’t know who I inherited this vain personality from.

Not only is she vain, she also loves to try new things.

A year ago, their son went to a tattoo shop and wanted to get a Qilin tattoo to take home. It was Lu Qing'an who stopped him by bringing him back in time.

Otherwise, Ruan Zhiyu would have many tattoos on his back.

Since then, Lu Qing'an bought up all the tattoo shops in Su Province and strictly prohibited his son from entering the shops to get tattoos.

Only then did Ruan Zhiyu give up the idea of ​​getting a tattoo.

How could a couple with such a worrying son feel at ease letting their son go north alone? The nanny and bodyguard seemed to be taking care of each other, but in fact they were warning their son not to cause trouble.

Ruan Zhiyu has something to say about this.

He came to this world to relax, so naturally he wanted to have fun.

Who wants those ugly clothes?

He wanted the tattoo out of pure curiosity, but as soon as he entered the store and sat down, he was dragged away by Ms. Lu.

There are many more like this.

In the end, the curious Mr. Ruan was forced to suppress his curiosity by his parents, and was packaged as a top student and sent to university, and even his clothes were changed.

Now there is not a single piece of clothing in his wardrobe that is flashy enough to attract attention.

It’s all black, white and grey, with no bright colours, it’s pure minimalism.

He lived this life of a model student for three years.

*****

Three years later.

Ruan Zhiyu was 21 years old and in the prime of his life.

He studied in the Ice City for three years and only returned to the Port City to be with his family during the winter and summer vacations.

Ruan Zhiyu, who is about to graduate in a year, is really studying peacefully at school, occasionally doing some business to earn some pocket money for himself.

He is not only a good student in the eyes of teachers, but also a super academic genius in the eyes of classmates.

Gentle, calm and composed.

These eight words describe his recent life.

These three years of college life were indeed uneventful and passed smoothly.

One of the few changes that happened was getting a boyfriend.

The story of his boyfriend started when he was robbed by thugs outside school two months ago.

That day, after Ruan Zhiyu finished dealing with the affairs of the new company, he was about to go back to school to attend classes. However, he was targeted when he got off the car to buy some fruit.

He was walking on the road carrying some fruit, but before he could get into a car he was blocked by a group of people.

"We are short of money these days, why don't you give us some support?"

The leader of the gang was holding an iron rod, followed by several thugs with knives.

Several people blocked Ruan Zhiyu at the intersection.

The black Bentley luxury car parked on the side of the road had been turned off for a long time but it didn't wait for its owner. Instead, it waited for a gang of thugs who coveted it and its owner's money.

Ruan Zhiyu, who was carrying a bag of oranges, raised his eyebrows. He was not afraid of the scene. Instead, he was interested in it.

"The robbery happened to me. You are really blind!"

He turned his wrist and was about to stretch his muscles when he saw a young man rushing towards him.

"How dare you rob in broad daylight? Are you really that brave?!"

"Damn it! Who the hell do you think you can meddle in our business?" the gang leader shouted angrily.

Upon hearing this, the man who was trying to help out a hero punched him twice, and immediately the other person had panda eyes.

"I am your uncle!"

"You guys are doing dirty things instead of doing your job!"

"What are you staring at? I think you two are born to be cucumbers. You deserve to be beaten!"

The tall young man from Northeast China punched, kicked and verbally attacked the gang of thugs, leaving Ruan Zhiyu, who had been robbed, free.