Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

The game sound stopped, and Ruan Xingchen seemed not to hear it.

She casually opened the window, and the cool breeze of early autumn blew in, lifting her long seaweed-like hair.

The cool breeze blew away the slightly stuffy air in the room. She narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a somewhat comfortable expression.

The high heels landed on the wooden floor, making a light sound.

And she slowly walked around the entire living room, like a beast marking its territory, and even opened the drawer of the cabinet to take a look.

"This house is rented, not bought."

Ruan Jiaci pursed her lips and finally couldn't help but speak.

He no longer had the disgust and rejection he had felt when looking at her before. He tried hard to keep a straight face on his chubby little face, trying to make himself look more mature.

In fact, his eyes did have a maturity and gloominess that did not belong to his age, and there seemed to be a hint of resentment.

His eyes were slightly red, and he said in a deep voice: "That woman has sold all the houses under her name, and she has paid a year's rent for this house."

There's no point looking at it, after all, this house belongs to someone else.

The woman left him nothing but this house where he could live for more than half a year and a room full of fast food products.

After hearing his words, Ruan Xingchen still had no reaction.

Her jade-like slender fingers picked up a piece of newspaper, spread it out, and threw it on the sofa.

She then leisurely sat down, raised her red lips in amusement, and lightly raised her eyelids, asking, "That woman? Now she won't even call me mom?"

"I don't have a mother like her!"

Ruan Jiaci's expression suddenly changed and he roared with hatred.

The child's voice became shrill, but he couldn't help but choke on a bit of sobbing.

He didn't even need to say more. Just the two words "Mom" were enough to make his nose sore and his heart filled with grievances.

Tears welled up in Ruan Jiaci's eyes, and he couldn't understand why things had turned out like this overnight.

He used to feel that his father, who was a little strict, had died, and his mother, who loved him the most and was gentle to him, not only didn't want him anymore, but also took away all his things, leaving him nothing.

He was the only son of the Ruan family who was spoiled like a little tyrant by everyone, but now he has become a poor little boy that no one wants.

what is this?

He pursed his lips tightly, trying hard not to let the tears fall out of his eyes, but his voice was filled with uncontrollable crying: "She doesn't want me anymore, she is not my mother! I don't want her anymore!"

Ruan Xingchen chuckled.

"A child's temper."

She spoke in a leisurely tone, holding her chin with one hand, and said lightly: "Didn't she leave a cabinet full of instant noodles?"

I guess they were afraid that Ruan Jiaci would starve to death at home, so they stocked up for him.

When Ruan Jiaci heard this, his eyes became even redder.

He yelled, "What's the point of giving me instant noodles? Can I grow up relying on that cupboard full of instant noodles? She doesn't want me anymore, why is she still pretending to prepare food for me?!"

He is not a baby without thinking ability. He has long understood how much money he needs to spend to grow up.

A cabinet full of instant noodles won’t last even a month.

How will he survive when he can’t support himself and is still so young?

"Didn't these instant noodles last until the community workers came to my door and found me?"

There was a hint of coldness and mockery at the corners of Ruan Xingchen's lips.

He sneered, "Jiang Qiuyu really has a good plan."

"She disappeared on her own. If I'm not mistaken, she has settled down abroad now, right?"

She lowered her eyes and calmly looked at the stained coffee table. Her brows turned cold and she said in a cold voice, "Even if the school didn't call to inquire about your long absence, she should have found a way to let the property management staff know that you are the only child living alone at home."

She raised her eyes and chuckled, "She also prepared my contact information in advance and told you. Right?"

Ruan Jiaci pursed his lips, and there was an inexplicable fear and confusion in her eyes.

"I, I don't know..."

He finally shed tears of grievance, and while crying, he wiped his face desperately with his chubby hands and sobbed, "She, she said she was going out to buy groceries, and then she never came back. There was only your phone number on the table... I don't know."

really.

A hint of understanding flashed in Ruan Xingchen's eyes.

I have to say, Jiang Qiuyu is really a ruthless person.

She could abandon the son she had loved for so many years just like that.

Regardless of Ruan Jiaci, the money she has is indeed enough for her to live a decent life.

She was also betting that after she left, Ruan Xingchen would not really ignore Ruan Jiaci.

After all, although Ruan Jiaci was a naughty boy, he was just a child and had not done anything bad.

From the beginning to the end, Ruan Xingchen was targeting Ruan Zeming and Jiang Qiuyu. If Ruan Weisi had not taken the initiative to cause trouble, she would not even bother to pay attention.

Her cruelty lies in the fact that she was not sure what Ruan Xingchen would choose, but she still left without hesitation, and did not even leave Ruan Jiaci a second way.

If Ruan Xingchen refused to take care of him, Ruan Jiaci would really have no choice but to go to an orphan home and grow up as an orphan.