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

"Why are you here?" Ruan Xingchen asked coldly, "What's wrong?"

Ruan Weisi was wearing a white cotton dress, with long black hair hanging down behind her. Her face, with delicate light makeup, was exceptionally fresh and refined, like a fairy that had descended to earth.

"I heard you were here, so I came to see you." She hesitated and squeezed her purse tightly. "Can we talk alone?"

She stood very cautiously, as if she was afraid that the air around her would pollute her.

In her previous life, Ruan Xingchen didn't have much contact with her.

Ruan Weisi is a cloud in the sky, a little fairy held in everyone's palm. She is innocent, kind and plays the piano very well. She deserves to be pursued by everyone.

She was the mud on the ground, trying her best to squeeze into a wealthy family, but she was always covered in filth and could not change it no matter how hard she tried.

How can mud touch the white clouds?

Ruan Xingchen was once madly jealous of her, jealous that she could easily have everything she wanted.

She struggled with all her might, getting bruised and bloodied, but Ruan Weisi just had to sit neatly on the clouds, looking down at her with a smile.

In her new life, she finally let it go.

Sometimes, people just can't fight against fate.

Ruan Weisi is the heroine of the book, and her halo as the protagonist determines that she is the center of the world.

What's there to be unwilling about?

Perhaps sensing her distress, Huo Yan turned his wheelchair to her side and gently held her hand: "Who's here?"

Ruan Weisi looked over and saw his wheelchair. Her eyes widened in surprise. "You, you are Mr. Huo?"

Isn't it said that people with disabled legs become eccentric, moody, and self-destructive?

The Huo Yan she imagined should be depressed and miserable like a prodigal dog, unkempt and rotten.

Instead of like now...

Even though he is in a wheelchair, it cannot conceal his handsomeness, nobility, and imposing aura, as if he was born to be admired.

Her gaze made him feel uncomfortable. Huo Yan frowned slightly, not even looking at her, and said coldly, "Don't bother with irrelevant people."

"I'm Ruan Weisi." Ruan Weisi opened his eyes wide and raised his voice unwillingly: "Mr. Huo, don't you know me?"

"Who is that?" Huo Yan finally looked up at her coldly, his eyes filled with indifference: "Should I know you?"

Ruan Weisi was stunned.

Her extremely troubled engagement and the distress that had tormented her for a long time were all downplayed in front of this man as if they could be blown away in one breath.

He didn't even know her name.

How could she bear this when she was used to being praised by everyone?

Ruan Xingchen looked at her expression and found it a little funny for a moment.

My depressed mood strangely improved a lot, and I shook my head at him and said, "I'm fine."

"Let's go out and talk." Not wanting her grandmother to see her in a bad mood, Ruan Xingchen patted Huo Yan's hand and took the initiative to walk out.

After closing the door and walking downstairs, Ruan Xingchen stopped and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

"You don't want me to have contact with Mr. Huo?" Ruan Weisi replied nonchalantly, his mind wandering as he asked, "That man just now was Mr. Huo, right?"

No wonder my father sighs and feels sorry every time he mentions his broken leg.

This god-like, perfect man should have been high above everyone else, but now...

She frowned and said to herself, "You don't have to be so defensive of me. I just feel really sorry for Mr. Huo for losing his legs."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Ruan Xingchen raised his eyebrows, very confused.

What on earth was this person thinking? He was clearly speaking Mandarin, so why couldn't she understand a single word?

"I don't know what you're talking about, but Huo Yan is not pitiful."

Not to mention that it can be cured, even if it can't be cured, does losing a pair of legs mean that we have to deny our entire being?

Even without a leg, Huo Yan remained the same talented and capable businessman. His broken leg was only a flaw, but it did not diminish his value and charm.

"I understand your thoughts." Ruan Weisi, however, had an expression of "I understand" and, with a strange mixture of superiority and pity, advised: "You and Mr. Huo are already husband and wife. You don't have to feel that you are unworthy of him."

……what?

Ruan Xingchen opened his mouth and finally swallowed a curse.

"You didn't come to me to talk about this, did you?" She cracked her knuckles, a little impatient: "If you continue to tell me these vague and uncomfortable words, don't blame me for being rude."

Ruan Weisi's face froze.

She had seen Ruan Xingchen hitting people more than once, and he would slap people in the face without any hesitation at Mr. Gu's banquet.

Thinking that the crisp sound would also fall on his face, he shuddered.

"I, I came to you to tell you that no matter what, you have already married Mr. Huo." She didn't dare to say anything more, pursed her lips and said seriously: "Since you are married, you should be a good wife. Don't always, always..."

"What's always like?" Ruan Xingchen frowned.

"You're always flirting with other women outside, and you're always changing your mind." Ruan Weisi seemed a little embarrassed to speak up, and mustered up the courage to say, "Do you know that your family is ashamed of you? I'm too embarrassed to go out and see people."

"You are the daughter of the Ruan family after all. Can you please stop being so fickle and acting like you're in need of a man? Besides, cheating on your spouse is immoral. I'm really ashamed to have a sister like you."

The content was so bizarre that Ruan Xingchen's first reaction was not anger, but laughter.

"No way? You're the illegitimate daughter of a mistress, and you have the nerve to say that to me?" Ruan Xingchen was a little incredulous and sneered, "Can you go and tell Ruan Zeming that? You have such positive values, I wonder if he'll be so happy that he'll give you a slap in the face."

"You!" Ruan Weisi bit her lip awkwardly and said angrily, "Can you please speak properly?"

"Why didn't I speak properly?" Ruan Xingchen asked coldly, "Are you not the product of Ruan Zeming's infidelity during pregnancy, or is Jiang Qiuyu not a shameless mistress? What did I say that made you so angry? Because I repeated the facts?"

"You're totally unreasonable!" Having his inner secret exposed, Ruan Weisi was filled with anger and resentment. He angrily said, "That's all old news from almost twenty years ago... I was trying to persuade you with good intentions, but you didn't listen. So forget it. Why are you being so sarcastic?"

"Ruan Weisi, I don't think you understand." Ruan Xingchen took a step forward, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and pushed her back hard.

Ruan Weisi's back hit the wall. He looked up and met her cold and murderous gaze. His heart trembled and a chill ran up from the soles of his feet.

She, is she going to hit her?

Thinking about what kind of rude devil the person in front of him was, Ruan Weisi began to feel fear and regret belatedly.