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

I can endure this in silence.

After admiring their expressions for a while, Ruan Xingchen dodged her hand with a smile and said, "I'll be right there."

She wanted to see how shameless Ruan Zeming could be.

She stood up and sat down.

At this moment, the servants of the Ruan family, who had been silent as a mouse, dared to appear and brought the food in an orderly manner.

Ruan Zeming took the initiative to pour Ruan Xingchen a glass of wine and said in a gentle voice: "Han Xing, I know you have resentment towards me as your father. Dad also knows that I have not done well in the past ten years."

"Now that you've grown up, Daddy's not young anymore."

This strong man, showing a rare hint of age and vulnerability, raised his glass and said, "If you're willing to give Dad a chance to make amends, how about having a drink with him?"

Holding the wine glass, Ruan Xingchen looked at him with complicated eyes.

How long had she dreamed of this scene in her previous life?

Whenever I try to learn skills that I am not interested in and cannot persist.

Whenever I was ridiculed and looked down upon by the Zhong family.

Whenever I hit a wall in the upper class society and fall again and again.

Whenever I had to get drunk to the point of having stomachaches in order to fulfill Zhong's orders.

She wanted to give up countless times, all because she wanted to make Ruan Zeming regret it. This belief supported her and allowed her to persevere again and again.

But she never saw this scene until her death.

The irony is that now she gets it easily without doing anything.

A chance to make amends?

Why?

The blood, tears and pain of the previous life are real, the scars of childhood in this life, and the childhood scars that cannot be healed throughout one's lifetime are all real.

This man wants to brush it off with just a few words and a glass of wine?

"Sorry, my stomach hasn't been feeling well lately and the doctor doesn't allow me to drink."

She shook the glass, then calmly spilled the red wine on the ground, smiling and saying, "I may not be able to drink this glass of wine with Mr. Ruan today."

There was a smile on her face, but her eyes were unusually cold, falling on Ruan Zeming's face with a chill, without any expression.

Ruan Zeming's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't describe the complicated feeling in his heart at that moment.

This daughter really seemed to have no attachment or expectations towards him anymore.

"Ruan Xingchen, don't be so ungrateful!"

The cold wine splashed onto her calves, and Ruan Weisi couldn't help but scream.

It was hard to tell whether she was truly angry or jealous, but her expression changed and she angrily said, "Dad has already bowed his head, what else do you want? Enough is enough. As a child, do you really want Dad to kneel down and beg for your forgiveness?"

Just how greedy can this woman be?

She has already brought shame to this family. Now as the top of the Ruan family's food chain, Ruan Zeming also bows to her. She must be very proud, right?

Isn’t that enough?

"I just don't know when to stop."

Watching her jump calmly, Ruan Xingchen curled his lips and said, "Ruan Weisi, continue to stay here honestly. Don't think that I won't slap you at the dinner table."

Ruan Weisi's face turned pale, and his cheeks seemed to be in pain.

"Wei Si, how can you talk to your sister like that?"

Jiang Qiuyu had a gentle expression on his face. He pulled her to sit down and then said softly, "Han Xing, Wei Si is doing this for your own good. We're family and we can't have different opinions. Your father has already admitted his mistakes. You should at least give him a chance, right?"

"I'm talking to Mr. Ruan. Is it your turn to interrupt?"

Ruan Xingchen didn't give her face, and looked at her with a look of condescending disdain: "A mistress, you are not qualified to point fingers in front of me?"

This time she didn't do anything, or even say a few words.

However, the contempt and genuine disdain in his eyes were more lethal than anything else.

Jiang Qiuyu's face turned pale, and the anger in his eyes was almost out of control. He clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from losing his composure on the spot.

"Han Xing."

Her voice was trembling as she forced a laugh. "I just don't want you and your father to continue to be estranged. How many years are there in a lifetime? We don't need to waste our time on resentment, right?"

"Everyone in this world has the right to say this to me, except you."

Sitting elegantly at the dining table, Ruan Xingchen had a smile on her face, but her eyes looked down at her.

She was like a queen sitting on the throne, her cold eyes full of disdain, looking at her as if she were some insignificant and dirty thing.

She smiled and said, "Who the hell are you? Do you think that just because you can sit in Mrs. Ruan's position, you can talk to me on an equal footing?"

"A mistress is a mistress. No matter how you try to whitewash yourself in this life, you are still a shameless thing in my eyes."

Jiang Qiuyu trembled all over, feeling an unconcealable shame under her gaze, which then transformed into endless hatred.

Not a single word could come out.

"okay."

Ruan Zeming's expression was not good. He stopped this one-sided crushing: "If you don't want to drink, forget it."

Having said that, he drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, with a gloomy expression on his face.

With a sullen face, he personally filled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her with a rather unfriendly attitude. He said in a gruff voice, "Since you have a bad stomach, drink a bowl of soup before you eat."

After a pause, he added sarcastically, "So as to avoid having an uncomfortable meal and letting Mr. Huo think that our Ruan family is not hosting well."

His actions made Ruan Xingchen feel a little surprised, and she looked up at him deeply.

What happened? Did Ruan Zeming really change his personality?

She was surprised enough that he didn't get angry, but now he even served her soup himself.

Or did he really have something important to ask of her, so he had to be so "humble"?

Ruan Xingchen's mind was in a mess and he was speechless for a moment.

"Why? Is the soup not to your liking?"

Seeing that she didn't move, Ruan Zeming's face became even uglier. He said coldly, "Simple food and drink, how can it be appreciated by Madam Huo?"

With a bit of sarcasm.

"of course not."

Ruan Xingchen curled his lips, picked up the soup bowl and said calmly, "Thank you, Mr. Ruan, for your thoughtfulness."

She held the soup spoon and put the still hot soup into her mouth, feeling a little complicated.

Regardless of past or present life, this was the first time she received care from Ruan Zeming.

Whether it was sincere or not, he gave birth to her but ignored her. He owed her this.

There is nothing to be unhappy about.

As a father, he was extremely irresponsible. This bowl of soup was his compensation.

The hot soup tasted like chewing wax.

Ruan Xingchen lowered her long eyelashes to hide the complexity in her eyes and drank the bowl of soup carefully.

Seeing this, Ruan Zeming's expression brightened slightly. He pushed the rice on the table over and said coldly, "Eat!"