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

If someone tries to be soft, I will confront him directly in person. If someone tries to be hard, I will start fighting without saying a word.

How can there be such a difficult person who refuses to be dealt with, no matter how soft or hard he is?

On the contrary, after Ruan Zeming's anger subsided, his eyes gradually brightened.

Who is Huo Yan?

President Huo, the youngest Asian on the Forbes rich list, one of the three giants in H City, and a business emperor who is a powerful figure in the business world.

He represents power, wealth and status.

He represents the interests pursued by countless people.

At first, I thought he was completely useless, so I chose to push Ruan Xingchen over there. I didn't expect that this move would actually be a blessing in disguise.

Now Huo Yan has taken the initiative in the development of Xicheng District, and he is in the limelight.

No matter what, Ruan Xingchen's surname is still Ruan, and half of his blood flows in his body.

He is Ruan Xingchen's biological father, what does that mean? He is Huo Yan's father-in-law!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Ruan Zeming rubbed his hands together, a smile spreading across his face. "Mr. Huo, these are just misunderstandings... Han Xing has a stubborn personality, so it's inevitable that she doesn't get along well with her stepmother and sister. Please don't take it too seriously."

He looked at Ruan Xingchen again, and said lovingly, "Han Xing, you're married now, so you can't always be so willful... You have to live a good life, okay?"

Ruan Xingchen got goosebumps all over his body.

In her previous life, she had spent her short life scheming to gain Ruan Zeming's fatherly love.

Her marriage, her husband, and all the skills she has learned can all be used to make Ruan Zeming repent and realize that she is the daughter he is most proud of.

However, how can a cannon fodder compete with the halo of the heroine?

Throughout her life, she never received even a glance from Ruan Zeming.

All his fatherly love and kindness were poured into Ruan Weisi.

In this life, she no longer wanted it, but he suddenly came up to her with this worthless fatherly love.

She just thought it was ridiculous, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Ruan Zeming mistakenly thought this was touching, and he became more reassured. He smiled and said, "Your personality is just like your mother. You never say anything, and you keep everything to yourself... I'm your father after all. Look, have you ever been home since you got married?"

Family?

Ruan Xingchen found it ridiculous. He looked up at him coldly and said calmly, "Is that my home?"

Twenty years, oh no.

It was twenty-one years since her mother's death, and she had never set foot inside.

Even when her grandmother was sick, she went to her house to beg for mercy, but she was not able to enter the small courtyard full of blooming flowers.

She would always remember that when she put aside her pride and begged, the courtyard was warm with flowers in bloom, the Ruan family's villa was filled with laughter and warmth, and the sun was shining everywhere.

She was alone, feeling as if she was in an ice cellar, experiencing the bitter cold of winter alone.

Home? This kind of existence could be considered a home? She just thought it was ridiculous.

Noticing her sudden change of mood, Huo Yan held her hand tightly, with a hint of worry in his dark eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Ruan Xingchen shook his head at him.

She is no longer the girl in her previous life who only longed for the father's love that she could not get.

In this life, she cherishes everything she has and has long understood that true love does not require calculation or competition.

These can no longer hurt her.

Ruan Zeming continued chattering, "Of course it's your home. The door is always open to you. Have you become estranged from your father since you got married?"

"Mr. Ruan, why don't you ask your wife and daughter?" Ruan Xingchen's eyes flickered, and he said lightly, "Maybe they don't welcome me at all."

"What nonsense! Your stepmother and sister are not like that."

Ruan Zeming deliberately put on a serious expression and said, "You are my daughter. If I ask you to come home, who dares to say no? Bring Mr. Huo to my house for dinner in a couple of days, okay? It's ridiculous not to go home! Even in the feudal era, people had to return home after getting married!"

As a male chauvinist, he had long been accustomed to the submissiveness of his wife and daughter, and regarded the Ruan family as his own place of authority.

He didn't even notice how ugly Jiang Qiuyu and Ruan Weisi's faces looked behind him.

Ruan Xingchen, who had been disdainful at first, suddenly became interested when he saw their expressions. He smiled slightly and said, "If that's the case, I'll go to the Ruan family in a few days to take a look."

As if he didn't hear the alienation in her words, Ruan Zeming smiled and said with satisfaction: "This is what a good daughter of a father should be. President Huo must come too. She should go home for dinner anyway."

Since he was determined to maintain a good relationship, he naturally let this matter go lightly.

The head teacher also felt very tired.

They were each given thirty lashes of the cane and each was ordered to write a 3,000-word self-criticism.

"The entrance exam is tomorrow, so that's all for today."

Sighing inwardly, the head teacher said, "I see you're not in the mood for class today. Come to take the exam on time tomorrow."

So, on the first day that Ruan Xingchen resumed his studies, he left early with his schoolbag and Huo Yan.

No matter how unwilling Ruan Weisi was, he could only stare at her and Huo Yan's backs as they left side by side and gritted his teeth.

"Okay, stop looking."

Unlike her and Jiang Qiuyu's anger, Ruan Zeming was quite pleased with himself. He smiled as he opened the car door and said, "Clean up a well-lit room in the house these few days and leave it for Han Xing to use as her boudoir."

A well-lit room? Does she deserve it?

Jiang Qiuyu didn't even want to leave her a storage room!

As a mistress, she had been looked down upon and rejected.

After so many years, the dark history has been buried by time. Ruan Xingchen's return is simply reminding everyone that Jiang Qiuyu looks glamorous on the surface, but in fact she is just a mistress who is not worthy of being in public!

Her expression twisted uncontrollably, she reluctantly lowered her head and said with a forced smile, "All the rooms with good lighting in the house have already been arranged. It's not too difficult to deal with, right?"

The largest and best room is naturally the master bedroom, followed by the rooms of Ruan Weisi and their youngest son Ruan Jiaci.

The rest were converted into a study, Ruan Weisi's piano room and Ruan Jiaci's toy room.

"It's not good to ask the kids to move rooms again...it won't take long to set up the other rooms."

Tucking her drooping hair behind her ears, Jiang Qiuyu pretended to be virtuous and considerate, and suggested, "Why not empty out the best servant's room and simply renovate it?"

She smiled and said, "Although the lighting may not be that good, it faces the pebbled road outside and the scenery is very nice. I think Han Xing will like it."

"How can we change it into a servant's room? This is still the room of our eldest daughter of the Ruan family."

Under the influence of interests, Ruan Zeming could actually have a considerate and kind fatherly heart. He frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "This is inappropriate!"