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

"He doesn't have time."

Ruan Xingchen refused without hesitation.

There was absolutely no need to involve Huo Yan in the Ruan family's mess.

Before Ruan Zeming could control her anger, she smiled and said, "Although Huo Yan doesn't have time, I do. I will be there on time tomorrow morning."

Even though she no longer cares about the so-called fatherly love, she doesn't mind causing some trouble for the so-called heroine in the book.

Her existence was like a thorn in the throat for Jiang Qiuyu and Ruan Weisi.

When they are unhappy, she is happy.

Things like this are certainly worth wasting her time on.

On the other side, hearing the busy tone on the phone, Ruan Zeming finally lost control of his anger and grabbed the phone and slammed it to the ground: "This bastard! Rebellious girl!"

"What's going on here?"

Jiang Qiuyu, who was sitting to the side with a gloomy expression, was surprised to see this and asked hurriedly, "Who made you angry? Could it be that Han Xing and his wife are still unwilling to come?"

When she said this, she couldn't help but flash with excitement in her eyes.

Of course she didn't want Ruan Xingchen to come to her house!

Don’t even think about the father and daughter reconciling and becoming a happy family!

The existence of the original wife's daughter only reminds her again and again how terrible her past was.

She wished she would never see her again in her life!

Ruan Zeming was full of expectations. She naturally couldn't pour cold water on her, but she didn't mind adding fuel to the fire at this time: "I knew that Han Xing was stubborn. Is she unwilling to forgive me? Otherwise... otherwise I will go and apologize to her in person and invite her to come to my house."

As he spoke, Jiang Qiuyu's eyes turned red, and he looked like he was enduring humiliation and bearing a heavy burden.

"She deserves it!?"

As expected, Ruan Zeming became even more furious upon hearing this, and fiercely smashed the ornaments on the table: "Let the elders apologize to her, she is not afraid of shortening her life!"

"After all, she is Mrs. Huo now. The Huo family is powerful. What if she does something behind the scenes..."

Jiang Qiuyu gently wiped her tears, leaned on his shoulder, and said softly, "For you, it's nothing for me to suffer a little injustice. I'm just worried that Han Xing will still mind it. She has a very hard heart. She was so cruel to Wei Si. I really can't guess what this child is thinking."

"No! Why are you going?"

Ruan Zeming was furious and sneered, "If Huo Yan doesn't come, she'll come tomorrow. Just do what you have to do and don't bother with her."

After all, you still have to come here.

Jiang Qiuyu's eyes flashed with cruelty, but after a moment, it turned into surprise. "Han Xing isn't angry anymore? That's great! I was just worried that this kid would hold a grudge. After all, she has status now, and she might cause some unpleasant consequences."

"As expected, now that she's married, she knows how to save face."

Walking back and forth happily, Jiang Qiuyu's face showed a hint of joy. She said casually, "It's great that you and your daughter can reconcile."

Ruan Zeming paused, and a frightening coldness welled up in his cloudy eyes.

Indeed, Ruan Xingchen has now married into a wealthy family and her humble status is no longer the same as before.

Compared with the Huo family, the Ruan family is nothing but ants.

He now relies on the sweetness he has gained from being Huo Yan's father-in-law. The more proud he is, the more uncomfortable Ruan Xingchen will make him.

For a businessman who values ​​profit, it is impossible for him to give up.

Since you refuse to cooperate...

His face darkened and he made a decision in his heart.

Just at this moment, the youngest son, Ruan Jiaci, rushed in like a cannonball: "Dad, Dad, look, this fighter plane model! Isn't it beautiful?"

Ruan Jiaci is only ten years old this year and is a chubby guy.

The little fat boy has been spoiled since he was a child. He is used to having whatever he wants and is very spoiled.

At this moment, he is happily holding the model toy, and his chubby face is full of excitement.

This toy has all the necessary parts and looks quite expensive.

"Jiaci, don't bother your father."

Jiang Qiuyu embraced him and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. She asked with a smile, "Where did you get this model? How come Mom doesn't remember you having this toy?"

"It was given to me by an uncle outside!"

Ruan Jiaci played with the model, imitating the sound of a fighter jet flying, and said with a happy smile, "A lot of people have been giving me toys lately! Mom, will these uncles keep giving me gifts in the future? I love these gifts!"

The Ruan family is rich, but just ordinary rich.

Even Ruan Jiaci couldn't get high-end luxury toys just because he wanted them.

Many of the gifts received during this period were from people who wanted to curry favor with the Huo family but couldn't find a way, and instead tried their best to follow Ruan Zeming.

How addictive is it to be flattered and praised by others, to have things brought to you without even asking, just by beckoning your fingers?

Just look at the excited Ruan Jiaci.

Even a ten-year-old child cannot escape such temptation.

"Don't worry, Jiaci."

Ruan Zeming seemed to have made up his mind. With a strange smile on his face, he rubbed his youngest son's cheek and said, "There will be plenty of people giving you gifts in the future. You can have whatever you want."

"Oh, that's great!" Ruan Jiaci shouted excitedly, "Dad is the best, I love Dad!"

The family of three laughed happily, it was warm and sweet.

It seemed as if no one noticed the dark and turbulent situation hidden beneath this smile.

The next day, Ruan Xingchen simply changed his clothes and leisurely arrived at the Ruan family at lunch time.

Ruan Zeming, who was eagerly waiting, had already frowned, with a look of impending disaster.

"I am coming."

Ruan Xingchen didn't care at all and gave a perfunctory smile as he entered the room: "You must have been waiting for a long time."

"When did this happen!"

Ruan Zeming couldn't control himself and slammed the table in anger, scolding, "How big of a figure do you think you are? You have to make the whole family wait for you! Do you still have me as your father in your eyes?"

"Whether there is or not, Mr. Ruan, don't you know?"

Ruan Xingchen found it a bit funny and curled her lips: "Some things don't need to be said too clearly, so as not to make everyone embarrassed, right?"

What does this mean?

Ruan Zeming was immediately enraged and shouted, "I think you've grown cocky! Is this what your grandmother taught you? You made the whole family wait for you, and you didn't even say hello when you walked in. I'm your father! Do you think you behave like that?"

"Dad, don't be angry."

Ruan Weisi's eyes flashed, and she came over and carefully patted his back: "It's normal for sister to feel resentful. As long as we treat her well, she will calm down."

On the surface he was trying to persuade, but in reality he was adding fuel to the fire.

The uncontrollable jealousy gnawed at Ruan Weisi's heart.

Because she found that after getting married, Ruan Xingchen became more radiant and dazzling.

Her already outstanding face becomes even more charming, and her whole temperament is bright and attractive, confident and elegant.

The bag she casually threw out was a limited edition that she had wanted for a long time but couldn't get, and the simple-style clothes were also designed by masters.

This bitch, why!