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

How could there be a girl like her in this world?

It makes people want to give her their heart.

Not sure if she could see the emotions in his eyes, but Ruan Xingchen smiled faintly towards the sunlight.

She put down her golf club and walked gracefully towards him.

Lotus flowers bloom at every step, swaying gracefully.

The breeze lifted her skirt, lingering on her slender legs, and her black hair brushed across her fair face.

She stood in front of him, raised her head and smiled, her eyes filled with stars: "Then Mr. Huo must dig hard and don't miss it."

Frank yet cunning, sweet yet proud.

Sweet and wild.

Huo Yan's fingertips curled up, and he couldn't help but smile slightly at her. He said softly, "Madam, I will spend my whole life reading this book."

It doesn’t matter if I can’t finish reading it, as long as I can walk side by side with her and grow old together.

The two looked at each other, and there was a sweetness in their eyes that was difficult for others to interfere with.

"I refuse to accept this! How could I possibly lose?"

Seeing this scene, Zhong Shaoyang could no longer bear it.

His cheeks were burning, more painful than being slapped dozens of times.

Being defeated in the area he was most proud of put his sanity in jeopardy.

He couldn't help but raise his voice, his eyes full of gloom: "You lied to me! You haven't learned golf before, you lied to me!"

"Noisy."

Huo Yan's eyes suddenly turned sharp, like ancient black ice, and he looked at him coldly: "If you don't want the tongue anymore, I can help you solve it."

He just stood there and gave me a cold look.

Zhong Shaoyang seemed to be nailed to the spot. A chill ran up from the soles of his feet, making him open his eyes wide in horror.

The bloody smell was as tangible as a substance, and he dared not move at all.

My throat was dry, my face was pale, and I couldn't utter a word.

"Doesn't Master Zhong know whether I have the chance to play golf?"

Ruan Xingchen turned around, looked him up and down with a clear gaze, and sneered: "Besides, does it matter whether I have learned golf before?"

"Could it be that Young Master Zhong proposed the so-called competition just to bully a novice who has never touched golf?"

She questioned bluntly, with a hint of coldness in her eyes: "So the rule of the Zhong family is that during competitions, others can never win."

"You're talking nonsense! That's not what I meant!"

Zhong Shaoyang was so angry that the veins on his neck bulged, and he roared, "I, I didn't say that!"

There is more that I cannot express.

He was not in the right in the first place.

Regardless of whether Ruan Xingchen was a novice or not, he lost the game because he was not as skilled as his opponent.

She didn't cheat in public, so what else could he do except admit defeat?

But his usual pride made it impossible for him to accept this failure.

Even if he didn't admit it, when facing Ruan Xingchen, he always had a hidden sense of superiority in his heart, and felt that his pursuit of her was a condescending charity.

It was he who didn't care about her status and position and discovered her shining points, and it was his love that was as deep as the ocean.

And she, a girl from the slums who has nothing good except her outstanding appearance and excellent fighting skills.

He has no family background or upbringing to show for it.

Faced with his pursuit, I should have been ecstatic and deeply in love with him.

It was precisely because he had such unexpressible thoughts that he could not accept her cold rejection.

It is even more impossible to admit that I am not as good as her.

"Okay, what are you standing there for?"

But Ruan Xingchen no longer looked at him.

She had wasted enough time on him.

His gaze fell on Huo Qianqian and her two siblings. Ruan Xingchen waved and said, "Don't you want to go fishing? Grab your things and let's go!"

"Come here!"

Huo Qianqian cheered and heartlessly pulled Huo Xiaoning over, skipping and jumping.

Huo Chenglin's eyes flashed slightly, he glanced at Zhong Shaoyang with a cold look, and curled the corners of his mouth.

"A fool who doesn't know his place."

His tone was cold, with a hint of pity as he said this, and he walked past him with his hands in his pockets.

Standing next to her brothers and sisters, she showed a bit of disgust on her face: "Huo Qianqian, you are so childish!"

"Huo Chenglin! How dare you call my name!" Huo Qianqian jumped up and tried to pinch him.

The siblings laughed and joked, creating a warm atmosphere.

Zhong Shaoyang stood alone under the scorching sun, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his heart unusually cold.

Huo family, why do you look down on him?

What can Huo Yan do?

A coward who only knows how to push women to the front to take the blame and hide himself behind!

What qualifications do the other members of the Huo family have to show off in front of him?

They are nothing but a bunch of useless playboys who rely on the Huo family to bully others!

What do they have to be proud of?

He clenched his fists tightly, as if he had gotten stuck in a dead end. He suddenly raised his scarlet eyes and roared at the backs of the Huo family: "Stop!"

Huo Qianqian couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Will he ever stop? Why is he like a dog-skin plaster? It's so annoying."

"Don't roll your eyes."

Huo Xiaoning couldn't help but push her lightly, pursed her lips and whispered, "You are not allowed to swear."

Under Master Yu Wan, in addition to learning piano, she also learned posture and other things, and she paid great attention to these aspects.