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

Ruan Weisi pursed his lips with a ruthless look in his eyes and said softly, "I know Dad is worried about the Ruan family. But, Dad, don't forget, even without Huo Yan, we still have Gu Zhao."

When she raised her eyes, her innocent little face, which was covered with red slap marks, showed an obedient and considerate look.

Like the best daughter.

Taking a step forward, she gently held Ruan Zeming's hand and said softly, "Dad, I'll talk to Gu Zhao and ask him to take care of Ruan. Don't worry, the bloodline can't be severed. I will never let anything happen to Ruan, nor to the Ruan family."

Even if everything is fake, she will hold on tightly.

She wanted to live a thousand times happier than Ruan Xingchen and would never be looked down upon by her!

Hearing her words, Ruan Zeming's cheek muscles twitched twice quickly.

Yes, and the Gu family.

The Gu family's family background is not inferior to the Huo family. Even if Gu Zhao has not yet inherited the entire Huo family, and his position is not as important as Gu Jiu's, but -

The Gu family will be his sooner or later.

Ruan Zeming firmly believes that he should put himself in other people's shoes.

So what if Gu Jiu is outstanding? She's just a girl.

When she gets married in the future, she will belong to someone else's family. How could Mr. Gu allow the Gu family to change their surname?

As for Gu Zhuo, he was obsessed with medical skills all day long and was busy in the hospital. He didn't know what the good of holding a scalpel was.

Sooner or later, the entire Gu family will belong to Gu Zhao.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became enlightened, and the expression on his face changed several times, finally turning into love and heartache.

"Dad was so angry just now, you won't blame him, right?"

He sighed softly, like a father regretting his mistake. He patted Ruan Weisi's hand with heartache and said gently, "Ruan Corporation is Dad's hard work... Without Ruan Corporation, how can Dad provide you and your mother with a good life? Dad is too anxious."

"It's okay, I know Dad actually cares about me."

Ruan Weisi smiled knowingly, tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder, saying affectionately, "Don't worry, Dad. I'm also a member of the family, and I will do my best for the Ruan family. I'll go find Gu Zhao in a while and ask him to help us think of a solution."

"Good boy."

Ruan Zeming's face was immediately filled with relief.

"Look at you, when your temper flares up, no one can stop you."

Jiang Qiuyu had also calmed down. Seeing this, she couldn't help but grumble, pretending to be angry: "If there's a next time, I won't tolerate it. Look at our Weisi, his face is all bruised and swollen..."

"No, there's no rush. Weisi should just stay at home and take good care of herself."

Ruan Zeming looked at Ruan Weisi's face, and regret appeared in his eyes.

It's not that he regretted hitting his daughter, but that he regretted leaving marks on her face, making it impossible for her to face people decently now.

He sighed and said, "Quick, apply medicine to Weisi. What if she gets a scar? Once her face has healed, we can ask Gu Zhao to make peace with Huo Yan."

"I'm fine, Dad."

Shaking her head sensibly, Ruan Weisi said sweetly, "Dad's affairs are more important. Seeing me like this, Gu Zhao will only feel distressed, not disgusted."

Beauty is certainly a powerful weapon, but sometimes, appropriate misery and weakness can better stimulate a man's desire to protect.

Jiang Qiuyu obviously understood this as well, and nodded, saying, "Wei Si has suffered a great injustice this time, so Gu Zhao should feel sorry for her."

"You are my good daughter. You are my father's pride."

Ruan Zeming's face was filled with relief. He looked at Jiang Qiuyu with some affection in his eyes and said softly, "You gave me a good daughter."

The family of three stood in their destroyed and somewhat messy home, smiling happily at the same time, as if they were the most harmonious and warm family.

There were undercurrents underneath, and each other's thoughts were deeply hidden by the masks on their faces.

It was not until dark that Ruan Xingchen finally woke up.

Her eyes were alert, and she stood up without hesitation, with violence and murderous intent in her eyes, and grabbed the edge of the water glass on the bedside table.

"Wow!"

She raised her hand and smashed the quilt into pieces. She pinched the sharp broken glass pieces and rushed towards the dark shadow beside the bed.

The men showed no mercy, filled with rage and murderous intent, and stabbed the man directly in the face and neck.

It can be imagined that if this stab were to happen, even if the person didn't die, he would at least lose half his life.

The shadow reacted quickly, dodging her attack, grabbing her wrist with its big hand and pulling her away.

Her body was still a little weak from the effects of the medicine, and Ruan Xingchen was hugged tightly in his arms. The man even buried his face in her shoulder and took a deep breath!

Her eyes instantly turned blood red, and she subconsciously raised her foot to kick, but a familiar cold fragrance came to her nose.

Cold and distant, just like the person she is thinking about.

She was stunned, and her mind unconsciously relaxed.

Only then did she realize that even this embrace was so solid and gentle that she almost subconsciously embedded herself in his arms without any resistance.

"Huo Yan?"

She called out softly, and without waiting for a reply, she had already dropped the glass in her hand, turned around and hugged the man, tightening her arms: "I thought..."

She thought she really couldn't escape this time.

She thought she had failed this time.

Fear welled up in her heart, and she hugged Huo Yan tightly, finally having time to check her condition.

Apart from a little weakness caused by the residual effects of the medicine, he did not feel any discomfort, and even his clothes were still neatly on his body.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"I said, I won't let anything happen to my wife."

Huo Yan gently kissed the tip of her ear.

Suddenly, I smelled a bloody smell.

A deep light suddenly flashed in his dark eyes, and a murderous look flashed across his cold and handsome face for a moment.

Before she noticed, he restrained himself completely, regaining his aloof and dignified look, and raised his hand to turn on the light.

The warm yellow light in the bedroom was scattered all over the floor. Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but squint his eyes, which were used to the darkness and suddenly welcomed the light.

When he opened his eyes again, he was met with Huo Yan's dark eyes that were as deep as the ocean.

She was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously smiled: "How did you know something was wrong? When did you go there?"

"I feel uneasy, and I can only feel at ease when I see my wife."

He said it casually, as if it was a trivial matter.

However, Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but feel sore in his heart, and his eyes even felt a little sore.

She rarely felt loved since she was a child.

It’s not that grandma doesn’t love her, it’s just that people of that age don’t really know how to express their love.

What's more, the burden of life is enough to break grandma's back, and she doesn't have the time and energy to take care of a child's sensitive mind.

Ruan Xingchen is used to taking care of others, and is thoughtful, considerate and reliable.

But no one has ever been willing to put everything aside and go find her just because he feels uneasy.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, no matter how difficult and blocked the way, he ran towards her regardless of everything.