The most ruthless is her

Jian Shuo looked at Chu Xingyun, and said to Ruan Mohan, "I've been sitting here for a week, and she went downstairs to buy coffee every afternoon, but she didn't see me once, isn't it interesting?"

Indeed, Jian Shuo is sitting here with such a face that is almost bewitching, and passers-by who come and go can't help but glance at her.

Chu Xingyun turned a blind eye, which excited her.

She took off her sunglasses and walked towards Chu Xingyun.

Ruan Mohan looked at her back and thought, why did she sit still for a week, and why did she want to provoke Chu Xingyun today?

It seems that an audience like Ruan Mohan is needed.

Jian Shuo walked over, pretended to twist his foot suddenly, stood still and blocked Chu Xingyun's way.

Chu Xingyun was walking with his head down, his face focused, as if he was thinking about something.

Then look up.

Jian Shuo feigned surprise and shouted: "Sister Yun."

Chu Xingyun was taken aback for a moment, then his expression quickly returned to calm, and he nodded: "Ah Shuo."

Sister Yun?Ah Shuo?

Ruan Mohan remained silent.

She sat far away, but with sensitive ears, she could still hear Jian Shuo's pretending sticky voice, making the falling snow all over her body muddy.

Jian Shuo is asking: "When did you return to China?"

"A week ago."

Jian Shuo deliberately glanced at the badge in front of Chu Xingyun: "Are you working in listening?"

Chu Xingyun nodded: "I still have to go upstairs for a meeting, so let's go first."

The footsteps hurried away.

Jian Shuo was left alone in the snow.

At this moment the snow is falling heavily, like goose feathers, with a tendency to bury Jian Shuo.

Jian Shuo is tall, standing in the heavy snow, her back is thin.

She glanced at Chu Xingyun's back before walking back towards Ruan Mohan.

"I miss her so much." Jian Shuo sat down at the table and said with a smile: "She is still the same as before, she doesn't pay much attention to me."

Looking at Jian Shuo's flirtatious face, Ruan Mohan thought of the words "pretentiously affectionate"——

He was thinking about it, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

As cold as falling snow today.

Jian Shuo whispered in her ear: "Sister Yun is still the same as before, so indifferent, the gray coat she is wearing today is very sweet with me..."

In Ruan Mohan's ears, he heard the sound of snow falling into Jian Shuo's coffee cup, the cream melted, and the falling snow dripped in, like being stuck in a swamp, ambiguous and sticky.

Ruan Mohan stood up: "I have to go."

Jian Shuo was displeased: "I haven't finished yet."

Ruan Mohan raised the watch on his wrist: "It's four o'clock. Or are you reluctant to part with me?"

Jian Shuo snorted again: "You go."

Ruan Mohan stood up and left.

Before walking into the elevator in the underground parking lot, I looked back.

Jian Shuo was sitting alone outside the cafe, bored, playing with the cat-eye sunglasses in her hand.

Luoxue fell on her mouse gray fur, making a sound of falling.

******

This week, Ruan Mohan received a call from Jian Shuo on Friday.

"We still won't do it this week." Jian Shuo smiled lazily: "Are you lost?"

Ruan Mohan was sitting in the conference room. She had just finished the meeting, and there were still colleagues around her.

She lowered the volume of her phone and lowered her voice: "Are you lost?"

Jian Shuo is very clever: "Are you working?"

"No."

Jian Shuo didn't believe it: "Is there a colleague around?" Then he smiled and said: "Imagine how you were in the hotel two weeks ago."

She described it vividly: "Sweat all over, lying on the back as if unable to sit still, with one hand propped on the bed."

He added: "Imagine again, if I were behind you now, kissing the little mole on your earlobe."

She already knew that it was Ruan Mohan's life gate.

On the other end of the phone, there was a clicking sound.It was Jian Shuo who was smiling, sucking her own fingers, and the sound she made was exactly the same as the sound of sucking Ruan Mohan's earlobe, resounding in Ruan Mohan's ears.

Ruan Mohan's legs in stockings and high heels were retracted.

She didn't speak, Jian Shuo naturally felt dull.

She stopped sucking her finger, and said, "I'll be at Jane's house tomorrow. You know the address. The old lady is back."

The phone hangs up.

******

On Saturday, after Ruan Mohan sent Ruan Qingyin to the hospital, he drove to Jian's house.

Jian Shuo was talking about Jian's family, not hers.

It's as if she's a homeless person.

The red-walled and pointed-roofed house caught Ruan Mohan's eyes, and the withered ivy vines looked very lonely in the winter snow.

Ruan Mohan rang the doorbell.

Bai Jingxian quickly came to answer the door, and when she saw Ruan Mohan, she was taken aback: "Director Ruan, it's you."

Judging from Bai Jingxian's reaction, she should have known in advance that Jian Shuo would bring a canary home today.

Ruan Mohan nodded lightly, raised a bag of Wuchang rice in his hand: "Gift."

Bai Jingxian was taken aback again, as if surprised why Ruan Mohan's gifts were so strange every time.

But Ruan Mohan still thinks it is better to be more practical.

Bai Jingxian's expression recovered quickly, and she smiled and prepared to take it: "Thank you, this is very good rice."

Ruan Mohan thought of her pregnancy: "I'll take it in."

Bai Jingxian led Ruan Mohan into the house: "The guest is here."

Yang Haining was sitting on the sofa, and the pingtan she was used to listening to was playing on the TV. When she looked up, she saw Ruan Mohan holding rice in her hand, and said with a smile, "Gift? Thank you, I'm really interested."

She has seen more of the world than Bai Jingxian, and readily accepts Ruan Mohan's gift.

Ruan Mohan said hello and looked at Yang Haining's face.

When a person gets old to a certain extent, time will slow down on her.Ruan Mohan felt that Yang Haining was not much different from when she met more than ten years ago.

A decent cheongsam, a delicate bun, very thin, with lipstick on.

It's just that the expression on his face seemed to be more lonely, which reminded Ruan Mohan of the ivy withered vines outside the wall just now, in the winter snow.

Yang Haining greeted her: "Sit."

Bai Jingxian came over with fruit: "Miss Ruan is the director of the listening marketing department."

Yang Haining was a little surprised: "Are you a listener?"

Ruan Mohan nodded: "This is a coincidence."

Yang Haining stared at Ruan Mohan's face: "You look very good, like an ink painting."

There was a playful laugh: "Old lady, do I have good taste?"

Yang Haining's eyes slipped away from Ruan Mohan's face.

Yang Haining's breathing was steady, and Ruan Mohan didn't see or hear whether she recognized him or not.

Jian Shuo walked over with a smile, wearing a bright purple dress with a large cutout on the chest, and the skirt was fluffy like a lily of the valley.

Dressed up like this, it seems to be going to a dance, not at all at home.

Jian Shuo didn't seem to regard today as going home.

But as a show.

Yang Haining didn't even look at Jian Shuo, he still spoke to Ruan Mohan: "Miss Ruan's dress is pretty."

Ruan Mohan: "It's just ordinary clothes for work."

Yang Haining asked about the situation of the listening marketing department, and Ruan Mohan answered them one by one.

As soon as she heard these questions, she knew that Yang Haining was in charge in the past, and the questions were professional and in-depth.As a result, many proper terms appeared in Ruan Mohan's answer.

Jian Shuo sat down on the sofa at the side, bored: "What are you talking about? You can't even understand."

She peeled the orange that Bai Jingxian cut out in the fruit plate, and got a handful of juice from it.

He put his finger into his mouth and sucked it, and looked at Ruan Mohan with a smile, his eyes rolling.

As if hinting at yesterday's phone call, she sucked her finger, imitating the sound of sucking Ruan Mohan's earlobe.

Yang Haining picked up the crutch placed next to the sofa, and hit it with a crutch: "Is it dirty?"

The heating in the room was fully turned on, Jian Shuo was wearing that bright purple sleeveless skirt, her white arms were exposed, and there was a red streak on her wrist.

Jian Shuo didn't hide, she didn't care.

Bai Jingxian came over to persuade: "Grandma, don't be angry, Ah Shuo is still young."

Yang Haining sneered: "Is she still young?"

Bai Jingxian: "After all, she is the youngest in our family."

Jian Shuo snorted: "It won't be soon."

Yang Haining: "What do you mean?" She immediately looked at Bai Jingxian.

Bai Jingxian forced a smile and said, "Grandma, I'm pregnant. I didn't deliberately hide it from you. It's just that it's less than three months old. I wanted to tell you when I'm pregnant, so as not to be happy for nothing."

Yang Haining smiled: "This is a good thing."

Jian Shuo threw the orange peel into the trash can, and said with a loud "snap": "One happy event in the family is enough, too many happy events, God can't understand it, and the family will be unlucky."

Yang Haining glanced at her.

Jian Shuo pointed at Ruan Mohan: "You have seen my canary too. I have always liked women. There is no way for me to get engaged to that Zou Hexuan."

She smiled and said, "Dream your Spring and Autumn Dream!"

Yang Haining seems to be used to Jian Shuo talking to her like this: "I just said why you are willing to go home to see me today. It turns out that it is because you refused to be engaged to the Zou family."

Jian Shuo snorted: "Is it because I don't want to go home, or do you hate seeing me?"

"You still want to refuse to be engaged to the Zou family?" Yang Haining glanced at Jian Shuo coldly: "The Zou family just moved back from abroad, and they don't know what virtue you have, so they are willing to let their son meet you."

"Now that you're making such a fuss again, I'm afraid the Zou family won't want to be engaged to you."

"You have no intention of restraining your temper at all. If you really marry into the Zou family, it will only be more embarrassing in the future."

Jian Shuo smiled indifferently: "Whose face should I lose? My own face, or Jane's family's face?"

She lazily spread out on the sofa: "Anyway, except for a few families, no one knows that there is such a monster as me in Jane's family, right?"

Yang Haining said coldly: "No matter what, you still have the blood of Jane's family."

"Jane's family is a respectful family. You can tell the young master of the Zou family about the cancellation of the engagement. I don't bother to plan for you."

"Planning for me, or planning for your only dear grandson?" Jian Shuo smiled coquettishly and took another slice of orange: "I can tell it myself."

Yang Haining: "You should have finished the trouble, can I have a chat with Miss Ruan?"

She asked Ruan Mohan: "Has Miss Ruan been to Yangzhou?"

Ruan Mohan shook his head.

Yang Haining: "It's time to go for a walk, that's my hometown, the scenery is beautiful, it's very suitable for Miss Ruan's temperament."

She talked about the shaded willows and winding roads in Yangzhou.He also talked about how a spring moon slowly rises over a shallow pool of water.

Yang Haining was born as a lady from a great family, and has good writing skills. He recalled the scenery of his hometown, and his descriptions were very graphic.

Ruan Mohan quickly remembered two poems: "The spring breeze is ten miles on Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. (Remark 1)" "Whoever sings the water tune, the moon is full of Yangzhou. (Remark 2)"

Yang Haining was very happy: "Miss Ruan's poetry skills are very good."

Jian Shuo threw the finished orange peels into the trash can again, and with a "snap", she jokingly said, "Since the old lady likes Miss Ruan so much, why don't you ask Miss Ruan to change with me, and she will be your granddaughter."

"Anyway, you have hated me so much since you were a child."

Yang Haining: "I think so."

The corners of Jian Shuo's mouth turned up, becoming more and more seductive: "You like anyone, but you don't like me. You think I'm the dog skin plaster of Jane's family."

Bai Jingxian was afraid that she would say something worse: "A Shuo, come here."

He waved her over to the table.

Ruan Mohan glanced at Bai Jingxian, who was rubbing peppermint ointment on Jian Shuo's wrist, where Yang Haining had slapped her red just now.

Jian Shuo looked down at Bai Jingxian's gentle gesture.

She asked: "Sister-in-law, if I'm not engaged to Zou Hexuan, the Zou family won't help elder brother. Are you angry?"

The voice was extremely low, interspersed with Yang Haining's chatter, Ruan Mohan still heard it.

Bai Jingxian: "I'm not angry, I just want you to be happy."

She suddenly said: "Ah Shuo, when I give birth to the baby, I will still love you just the same. You don't have to be afraid."

She reached out to touch Jian Shuo's head.

Jian Shuo dodged, and said viciously: "Who wants you to hurt? Boring."

Eyes flicked aside, staring at the tiles.

That expression reminded Ruan Mohan of the lonely look of the ivy withered vines outside the wall just now in the winter snowfall.

But in just a moment, the coquettish and ghostly smile climbed onto Jian Shuo's cheeks again.

Ruan Mohan was not sure if the moment when Jian Shuo showed loneliness just now was her illusion of Jian Shuo.

She looked at Jian Shuo's face lightly, as if trying to find a flaw——

Is this really a feelingless, emotionless person?still……

Just pretend?