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

If we get divorced, I am willing to leave the house unconditionally.

Even though he had been touched a long time ago, Ruan Xingchen still felt warm and swollen in his heart when he thought of this day.

"Why is Mr. Huo so nice?"

She rubbed her cheek against his chest.

With a hint of satisfaction, she said in a delicate voice, "It's made me become more and more indecent. Every time I have the chance, I want to get close to Mr. Huo. Mr. Huo, are you a bad guy?"

She could hardly look straight into the back seat of the car.

Whenever I'm alone with him, I can't help but want to hold his hand, hug him, and kiss him.

Wanting to get closer to him.

It's like the two ends of a magnet that attract each other, they always have to stick together tightly before they can settle down.

"Ah."

Huo Yan agreed as usual, lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the lips.

He rubbed the corners of her lips with his slightly rough fingertips and whispered, "Madam, you look very beautiful when you smile. I am very happy to see you smile."

This sentence seemed a little more plain and simple than his usual love words.

However, Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth again, feeling even sweeter in her heart.

She liked his straightforward and passionate feelings, and liked the way his eyes were filled with only her.

It felt like she was the most important person in the world to him.

Her heart was filled with satisfaction.

"Mr. Huo, you said this to me on purpose."

She sat up straight, put her arm around the back of Huo Yan's neck, and whispered, "Can I assume that Mr. Huo is deliberately asking me for a kiss?"

Otherwise, why would he always say things that made her so happy, making her want to kiss him and get close to him.

I wish I could melt into his chest, bones and blood, become one with him, and never be separated again.

Huo Yan didn't say anything, but gently pinched the skin on the back of her neck twice with his hot palm.

He took the initiative and exchanged a deep kiss with her.

Compared to the sweet interaction between the two, the atmosphere in the Ruan family was extremely cold at this moment.

Jiang Qiuyu sat on the sofa, hugged Ruan Jiaci and cried.

She has always been a smart woman. When she was young, she had nothing, but she was still able to rely on her beauty and means to win Ruan Zeming over and marry him.

Over the past twenty years, he has been able to always control his heart and maintain his position.

Her tears are her weapon and her means, and every time she uses them, she can achieve her desired goal.

However, this time, her weapon seemed to have lost its effect.

Her tears fell quickly, but they did not make the man feel any softness in his heart.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry!"

Ruan Zeming's face was filled with anger, and a cell phone with a broken screen was scattered at his feet.

Clearly furious, he raised his voice and roared, "Look at the good daughter you raised, doing such shameful things! If you hadn't given birth to such a troublemaker, how could we have ended up in this situation?!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He clenched his fists and said coldly, "You're such a jerk! If I'd known I wouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have..."

He didn't finish the rest of his words, but Jiang Qiuyu understood what he meant.

He regretted it.

He regretted marrying her, giving her a status, and letting her teach Ruan Weisi.

This made her heart cold.

This was tantamount to denying most of her first half of life, and she couldn't help but raise her head with red eyes, trying hard to suppress the anger in her heart.

Trying to maintain her composure, she choked out, "Zeming, you're really hurting me when you say that... When have I ever embarrassed you in all the years I've taken care of the family? Isn't Weisi doing this right now all for the sake of this family?"

She bit her lip and cried even louder, sobbing, "Is Weisi my only daughter? I raised her with great care, and you were proud of her when she was in glory, but now you blame everything on me. Ruan Zeming, do you have a heart?"

Years of luxury and the confidence she gained as Mrs. Ruan eventually made her a bit tougher.

With a bit of heartache, she couldn't help but look up at Ruan Zeming, holding Ruan Weisi's hand with her other hand, her whole body shaking.

She didn't know what Ruan Zeming would do in his rage.

She also didn't know whether she could protect Ruan Weisi this time.

After all, he was her own flesh and blood. Seeing Ruan Weisi's face disfigured and his bright future ruined, how could she not feel heartbroken?

But she was just Mrs. Ruan. Ruan Zeming's property had been notarized before the marriage, so she had no right to take even a penny.

In order to maintain her current comfortable life, she could only continue to cling to him like a dodder.

From a certain perspective, Jiang Qiuyu is actually a very smart woman.

She knows exactly what kind of life she wants, and is willing to do whatever it takes to achieve her goal, even if it means getting dirty and having to endure humiliation in the process.

Ruan Weisi sat next to her, with disheveled hair and head lowered, not saying a word.

Her long hair covered the scars on her face, and only a little bit of her lips, which were pursed until they were bloodless, could be seen through the gaps between the hair.