"Just tell me how much you want..." Brother Li gritted his teeth and prepared himself to bleed heavily, but he was stepped on hard while he was shouting.

"Shhh - don't make any noise."

Ruan Xingchen raised her index finger and touched it to her red lips, then smiled at the phone: "Hello, is this 110? I want to report a crime."

"How can you call the police over a grudge?" Brother Li couldn't understand why. Before he was taken away, he yelled with swollen eyes, "You're not following the rules."

"Who wants to follow the rules with you?" Ruan Xingchen clenched his fist impatiently, punching his other eye, leaving a symmetrical bruise. "In my place, the law is the rule."

"Just go to the detention center and stay there obediently!"

Brother Li was just an ordinary gangster who collected protection fees in the red light district and didn't do anything excessive.

Sending them to the police station is also giving them a chance to behave properly.

The police officer holding him down couldn't help but laugh. After he was hit, he pretended to stop him: "Hey, you can't hit people."

Ruan Xingchen was particularly friendly to the young police officer and nodded: "Okay."

I went to the police station to give a statement. When I got home, dinner was ready. My grandmother complained in dissatisfaction, "Where have you been? You're so old, and it's not even time for dinner yet?"

The two smiled at each other, apologized, and shared the snacks amid the cheers of Shen Nai and Yu Feng.

Ruan Xingchen returned to the Huo family in the evening. The children had already returned from school and were sitting at the dining table with their eyes wide open, not communicating with each other.

"Madam, you're back." Sister Chen breathed a sigh of relief and eagerly took her coat. "Would you like to have dinner now?"

"Okay." Ruan Xingchen nodded and glanced at Huo Yan: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No." Huo Yan lowered his eyes.

She had been married to the Huo family for only one day, but when she left, the whole house seemed empty. Even the servants had lost their backbone and were anxiously waiting for her.

As soon as she came back, this house, which was as cold and silent as a grave, suddenly came alive.

"Sister-in-law." Huo Chenglin's eyes flickered as he watched the changes before and after quietly. He raised his face and smiled sweetly, "Are you tired today? Can I go home with you next time I have a day off?"

"Of course." Ruan Xingchen was a little surprised and nodded with a smile.

She took out a lunch box with cartoon patterns on it and handed it to Sister Chen: "Heat it up for me. I want to eat this tonight."

Several younger people stared at the lunch box with curiosity.

Sister Chen was quick and efficient and quickly brought the lunch box back.

My grandmother was used to being frugal, so she fried some dumplings left over from lunch and brought them to her, along with the leftover food.

Ruan Xingchen has no habit of wasting food and eats seriously.

"Sister-in-law."

Holding his chopsticks tightly, Huo Chenglin whispered, "What are you eating...?"

"It's the leftovers my grandma brought me."

Ruan Xingchen raised his head and met the eager gazes of his younger brothers and sisters.

She hesitated for a moment: "You want to eat too?"

Huo Xiaoning didn't dare to say anything, pursed her lips and looked at her cautiously.

"Eat, it's okay to eat."

Turning his head away, Huo Jingxuan grunted, "If you insist, it's not impossible for me to try it."

Compared with the Huo family’s dinner, these dishes were slightly inferior in appearance and aroma, and there was no special presentation when they were served in the lunch boxes.

There is an inexplicable warmth that makes people salivate.

Ruan Xingchen put down his chopsticks: "There's not much left. I'll make you a few to try."

"Don't bother, ma'am."

Huo Yan said coldly, "Don't delay your sister-in-law's meal."

"fine."

Shaking his head, Ruan Xingchen smiled faintly: "I'm used to doing this, it's quick."

The stove was not even as high as her, so she stood on a stool to cook for herself.

His skills are not that good yet, but he is very dexterous.

In her previous life, she had never cooked since she married into the Zhong family. She was a little unfamiliar at first, but she quickly became proficient.

Sister Chen helped her prepare the dishes, and Ruan Xingchen simply fried a pot of fried rice and two fried dumplings for each of them.

"Eating too much at night can easily lead to indigestion."

She wiped her hands and sat down again. "Just try it."

Huo Xiaoning's eyes lit up instantly, and her face flushed red as she looked at the lively deer fried rice and two round fried dumplings on her plate.

After a while, he whispered his thanks: "Thank you, sister-in-law."

"childish."

The fried rice was arranged in the shape of a panda holding bamboo and decorated with seaweed.

Huo Jingxuan's face was full of disgust, and he muttered: "Only children care about these things, so fancy..."

Looking at the little fox on his plate, Huo Chenglin was stunned.

Hearing this, his eyes flashed and he smiled: "If Third Brother doesn't like it, you can give it to me. I like it very much."

"What are you thinking about?"

Huo Jingxuan swallowed the curse words that were about to come out of his mouth, and protected his panda with his long arms: "Old, what's mine is mine, it's none of your business!"

Huo Xiaoning didn't speak to her childish and unfamiliar brother and sister. She held her own plate tightly in her hands, with pure happiness in her eyes.

No one can take away what her sister-in-law gave her!

"Thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law."

With a kind look in his eyes, the curly hair on Huo Chenglin's head trembled, and he smiled and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

When you turn your head to the side, the small diamonds on the low-key earrings reflect the bright lights.

"The earrings suit you very well."

After giving the compliment, Ruan Xingchen smiled.

In the blink of an eye, she met a pair of dark eyes, fixed on her.

She was stunned for a moment and said, "Mr. Huo? What's wrong?"

Huo Yan's eyes were gloomy.

The fried rice on his plate was just an ordinary one, without even a simple shape.

Seeing that she didn't intend to say anything more, he looked away and said calmly, "Nothing. Madam, you have worked hard. Let's eat."

Ruan Xingchen's cooking skills were just average, but the Huo brothers and sisters ate everything clean and felt much more comfortable than yesterday.

In his previous life, Ruan Xingchen had been busy with the Zhong family, and he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had time for himself.

After dinner, she was reading a book she had bought on the way alone in her room, when there was a knock on the door.

"Madam." Sister Chen lowered her voice carefully, "Here are your flowers."

flower?

When she opened the door, Sister Chen was holding a large bouquet of bright red roses with an embarrassed look on her face, and she was almost drowned in the flowers.

In the center of the bouquet was a card, which she held in her bare hands. On it were written in flowing cursive characters:

“Thank you, Madam Huo, for helping to teach my useless brother.

Wu Zheng"

The card was also sprayed with a flashy men's perfume, exactly the same as the one Wu Zheng was wearing.

Seeing such a large bouquet of roses being sent over with such fanfare, Ruan Xingchen's eyes darkened slightly. "Call Mr. Wu."

"Yes."

When the call was connected, Wu Zhengxian smiled and lowered his voice: "Have the flowers been delivered? I wonder if Mrs. Huo likes them?"

Mr. Wu of Hon Hai Group, at the age of 35, is still a playboy in the love field and a smiling tiger in the business world.

He traveled all over H City and broke many girls' hearts.

The already low voice came through the microphone like a subwoofer, full of temptation.

"Mr. Wu is really generous."

With a hint of coldness in his eyes, Ruan Xingchen said, "I can't bear this gratitude."

"In this world, only Madam Huo can bear it."

Wu Zheng chuckled ambiguously: "I have met millions of people in this world, but only Madam Huo is different. The first time I met Madam Huo, I felt that this was the right thing to do."

Ruan Xingchen was playing with cards in his hands, with his cell phone on the table and playing loud music.

Huo Jingxuan, who was passing by to pour water, stopped and looked over with gloomy eyes.

Men in their thirties are naturally very mature and charming. Wu Zheng is successful in his career but not greasy, and is very good at setting traps in love.

Can she, a little girl from the slums, withstand his tricks?

"Roses are beautiful, but their thorns can be sharp."

Ruan Xingchen raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "Boss Wu sent flowers with such fanfare. Is he trying to get into the gossip news or the financial newspapers?"

Wu Zheng's eyes darkened slightly, and his index finger pressed on the table, his knuckles turning white.

Careless.

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