Rebirth: Jiaojiao is delicate in public, but ruthless in private.

Fu Hanchen has no taste?

This was probably the worst time Fu Hanchen was ever criticized.

Fu Hanchen had already come out. He had his head down, and his face was flushed from the alcohol. But when he saw Qiao Ruan, Fu Hanchen's expression froze. His eyes suddenly became unreadable, and he stared intently at Qiao Ruan.

Qiao Ruan was caught off guard and met Fu Hanchen's eyes. Their gazes met, and for some reason, Qiao Ruan found it difficult to look him in the eye.

His gaze was so captivating...

A spot on her cheek inexplicably flushed, and Qiao Ruan awkwardly looked away, softly murmuring, "Fu, Fu Hanchen..."

Fu Hanchen's brows furrowed deeply, his eyes constantly shifting with emotion, proving that he had not misjudged the situation.

The person who appeared before me was Qiao Ruan.

Without further hesitation, Fu Hanchen grabbed Qiao Ruan's wrist and headed towards the other side of the corridor, in the exact opposite direction from the restroom!

The woman had already gone into the restroom and didn't see Fu Hanchen's persistent and obsessive appearance.

Qiao Ruan could feel that Fu Hanchen was taking big steps, and she couldn't keep up, so she could only stagger along.

When they reached the depths of the corridor, where no one was around, Qiao Ruan was pressed against the dimly lit wall, surrounded by Fu Hanchen's cool and refreshing scent.

The rich aroma of wine wafted into Qiao Ruan's nostrils, but she didn't find it unpleasant. Instead, she raised her eyes and looked at Fu Hanchen with a sparkling gaze.

Fu Hanchen held her wrist, his body burning hot.

"Ruan Ruan, what brings you here?"

At this moment, Fu Hanchen's deep, magnetic voice kept penetrating into Qiao Ruan's ears, causing her body to tremble almost imperceptibly.

She pursed her lips slightly: "I just happened to be passing by and saw Fu Chaoye's car. You were sitting there drinking."

Fu Hanchen's eyes were deep, like a thick fog, his gaze fixed on her.

"So what did you just see?"

Following Fu Hanchen's voice, Qiao Ruan truthfully said, "I saw a girl hitting on you."

Fu Han's eyes grew even colder. He pinched Qiao Ruan's chin and said in a low voice, "Ruan Ruan, I didn't look at any other woman, not even a little bit. I don't remember what she looks like."

Hearing Fu Hanchen's words, Qiao Ruan couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't misunderstand you, Fu Hanchen, don't be afraid."

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I don't want you to be sad."

Fu Han said in a low voice, suppressing the sadness in his heart.

After drinking, the unease and disappointment in his heart were amplified. "Qiao Ruan, where did you go today?"

He wanted to ask her, to find her, but he was afraid that his control would be too much of a pressure and burden for her.

So we had no choice but to step back and keep our distance.

But this feeling of being neither close nor distant to him tormented him greatly.

Qiao Ruan could easily sense Fu Hanchen's disappointment. She blinked and said, "I saw the food you made for me when I woke up during the day. I was very touched, Fu Hanchen."

Fu Hanchen frowned: "Isn't this a boyfriend's responsibility?"

Qiao Ruan continued, "I went to Chen Wensheng's house and met Uncle Chen. The Ganoderma lucidum project that I worked on with Uncle Chen before has run into some problems. I was thinking that I still have a few days before I go to the provincial capital, so I wanted to go back to Qiaojia Village tomorrow."

Qiao Family Village?

Fu Hanchen naturally had no objection, but his eyes deepened: "What about me?"

Qiao Ruan paused slightly, her words carrying a hidden meaning: "You're not planning to come with me?"

This made Fu Hanchen understand Qiao Ruan's meaning. He moved his face closer and closer, and as he got closer, Qiao Ruan's cheeks became hotter. All her attention was drawn to him and focused on him, unable to look away.

She even had a premonition of what Fu Hanchen would do next, and unconsciously pursed her lips to hide her nervousness.

"If you want to take me with you, I'll come with you."

Qiao Ruan hesitated: "I don't have a home in Qiao Family Village anymore. If I go back, I might not have a place to stay. Although I don't plan to go to my uncle's house, we will inevitably meet. Don't mind what they say then."

Qiao Ruan was trying to warn Fu Hanchen, but a look of heartache flashed in Fu Hanchen's eyes.

"I'll stay with you, so don't worry about where to stay."

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?"

Fu Hanchen's voice grew deeper and deeper, sending a strange tingling sensation through Qiao Ruan's ears.

Qiao Ruan lowered her eyes, not daring to look into Fu Hanchen's eyes, "I...I don't have any more."

Fu Hanchen responded softly, then without hesitation, lowered his head and kissed Qiao Ruan's lips.

When their lips met, Qiao Ruan's long, butterfly-like eyelashes trembled, her eyes filled with tears, and her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.

Fu Hanchen pressed his lips against Qiao Ruan's, their kisses growing increasingly intense, filling the air with soft, wet sounds.

Qiao Ruan was instantly unable to resist. After kissing for a while, she became infatuated and could only let Fu Hanchen kiss her endlessly.

A few minutes later, Qiao Ruan's cheeks were flushed, and her lips smelled of alcohol.

She leaned on Fu Hanchen's shoulder, and the emotions she had finally managed to suppress resurfaced at this moment.

All she could think was, when did Fu Hanchen's kissing skills... become so good!

“Fu Hanchen, Chaoye and Jingyan are still waiting for you outside. If you don’t go out for so long, they will misunderstand.”

Fu Hanchen was holding his girlfriend and didn't care about anything else.

"It doesn't matter. If they can't handle the stimulation, they can just find a girlfriend themselves."

Qiao Ruan was both amused and exasperated: "Then how am I supposed to get out later?"

Fu Hanchen put his arm around Qiao Ruan's waist and said, "You are their sister-in-law. When they see you, they will naturally call you respectfully. What other emotions could they have?"

Qiao Ruan bit her lip: "Then let's... go out now."

She urged Fu Hanchen to take her away from there. Coincidentally, when Fu Hanchen carried Qiao Ruan out, he deliberately walked in an unsteady manner, fueled by alcohol.