The most ruthless is her

W Hotel, 1704.

Jian Shuo lay on the window, like a bored cat.

She looked at the busy traffic downstairs and counted how many white cars passed by.

Ruan Mohan's car is white.

"One, two, three..."

Sharp horns, screeching brakes, people pushing and arguing, and rough curses can be heard across dozens of floors.

Jian Shuo frowned irritably, her concentration was quickly disrupted, and she found that no matter how many times she restarted counting, she couldn't count to ten at all.

Unconsciously, she began to chant weird songs in her mouth:

"Mr Egg,

sitting on a cliff,

sitting sitting,

It fell... (Remark 1)"

There was another sharp whistle from downstairs: "Didi! Didi!"

Now, Jian Shuo didn't even know where her own ballad was going, she screamed: "Ah!"

The soundproofing of the hotel room is very good, or, at this time, there is no one living next door.

In short, no one came to stop her like Ruan Mohan.

Is it fun?Jian Shuo pouted.

It's not fun at all, she's bored.

Use the landline in the room to call the front desk: "Hey, hello, hello, hello."

The operator at the front desk had already heard Jian Shuo's voice: "Miss, please speak."

Jian Shuo was still repeating nervously and unconsciously: "Hey, hello, hello, hello."

The operator asked, "Miss, is there a problem with the phone line? Can you hear me?"

Jian Shuo shouted, "No problem!"

The other party looked taken aback.

Jian Shuo giggled, like a villain who has succeeded in playing a prank.

She lazily said to the phone: "I want a bunch of green grapes, and many, many lipsticks, many, many, just like the gift box you bought for me before."

"I still pay the purchase fee, a lot of money, a lot of money."

She smiled and hung up the phone.

Lie back on the window sill in a daze.

Thinking about this morning.

******

This morning, Ruan Mohan went out early, and she had to arrive at the press conference ahead of time like other middle and high-level executives in Lingyin.

Jian Shuo, like Yang Haining, can arrive a little later.

Jian Shuo is at Ruan Mohan's house, waiting for Yang Haining to send someone to bring her a suit.

Ruan Mohan had already explained to her about listening to the sound last night.

"Me? President?"

After the two had a heated affair, Jian Shuo accompanied Ruan Mohan to smoke on the balcony, and when Ruan Mohan said the word "President", his eyes opened round like a cat.

Soon he laughed: "Then can I scold whoever I want? Fire whoever I want?"

Added another question: "Spit whoever you want to spit?"

It's fun to think about it, and the more you laugh, the more excited you become.

Leaning her waist against the balcony railing again, she leaned back, her long black hair fluttering in the wind, her face moved under Ruan Mohan's, making Ruan Mohan have to look at her with half-drowned eyes.

When those light brown eyes, like a lake like fog, looked into Jian Shuo's black pupils, Jian Shuo felt very satisfied, and thought that he could spit at will when he became the president, so he kept smiling at Ruan Mohan:

"Hee hee hee, hee hee hee, hee hee hee."

Ruan Mohan looked at her indifferently, and suddenly leaned over.

A burst of fir fragrance suddenly became strong, and Ruan Mohan's body also smelled of hormones after the intense heat.

Jian Shuo's heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously leaned back: "What are you doing?"

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand that was not holding a cigarette, and put it on the back of Jian Shuo's head.

In this way, Jian Shuo's face is very close to Ruan Mohan's.

Jian Shuo felt that the peach-like fluff on his face was being blown by Ruan Mohan's breath, making it tickle.

Ruan Mohan stared at Jian Shuo's pupils for a moment, then moved away again.

Let go of the back of Jian Shuo's head, straighten up, take a puff of cigarette lightly: "Nothing, just take a look."

"See what I look like to you."

Jian Shuo leaned back on the railing in a daze, looking at Ruan Mohan's cold and indifferent face, which was as bright as moonlight.

"No." Ruan Mohan suddenly said indifferently.

"what?"

"You can't swear at people, you can't fire people casually, and you can't spit."

Jian Shuo let out an "ah" in disappointment: "Then why should I be the president?"

"Let the big brother be the boring president."

Ruan Mohan smoked a cigarette: "Boss Jian's personality is too soft, if he continues to be the CEO for a day, Bai Jingxian will not let him go."

"It is his whole body and mind that is slowly being dragged down."

Jian Shuo snorted: "So the old lady thinks of me because I'm a thorn?"

"She used to be so bad to me, and she thought of me when she needed me."

She murmured: "I'm not right. It's not fun to be the president. Whoever likes to be the president, and it doesn't have to be the Jane's family."

Ruan Mohan lightly took a puff of cigarette: "It's fun."

"Being the president is fun."

Jian Shuo rolled her eyes: "Where is the fun? I didn't see it."

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand, and with his slender fingertips, wrapped around Jian Shuo's furry lock of hair on his forehead, circled the curly hair ends, and then let go.

She withdrew her fingers, lowered her eyes, and looked at Jian Shuo lightly: "Work with me, do you think it's fun?"

******

Jian Shuo originally planned to go to the press conference.

Ruan Mohan had already left the house, so she was left at home with Ruan Qingyin who had just returned from summer vacation.

Ruan Qingyin was sitting on the sofa watching a movie, while Jian Shuo paced back and forth like a restless cat.

Ruan Qingyin: "Could you please stop shaking your head? I'm dizzy from shaking your head!"

Jian Shuo: "I want to!"

She smiled and squatted in front of Ruan Qingyin: "Will this make you more dizzy?"

She was bobbing her head from side to side like a hypnotic pocket watch, only much faster.

Ruan Qingyin narrowed her eyes.

Before she could stop her, Jian Shuo stopped by herself: "Uh, I feel like vomiting..."

Ruan Qingyin burst out laughing wildly.

She didn't expect Jian Shuo to shake herself out first.

Jian Shuo was dizzy, and lay on the floor directly on his back, with his hands and feet stretched out, forming a "big" character.

Ruan Qingyin disliked it: "It's so dirty."

Jian Shuo: "I procrastinate every day, where is it dirty?"

Ruan Qingyin: "Why are you lying on the ground?"

Jian Shuo: "Cool."

Ruan Qingyin thought about it, the cat seems to be like this, in the hottest summer, it sticks to the floor with a long strip.

Ruan Qingyin was moved: "Is it really cool?"

Jian Shuo laughed "giggle": "Really."

Ruan Qingyin did not resist the temptation, pressed the movie pause button, and ran to Jian Shuo's side.

She also lay on the floor, turning into a shrunken version of the word "big".

Ruan Qingyin: "The floor is so hard."

Jian Shuo: "Yes."

Ruan Qingyin: "The back of my head hurts so much."

Jian Shuo: "Yes."

Ruan Qingyin turned her head and glanced at Jian Shuo who was lying next to her, wondering why Jian Shuo stopped making noise.

It was found that Jian Shuo was looking up at the ceiling with a dazed expression on his face.

Jian Shuo suddenly said, "Hello, Ruan Qingyin."

"what?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Of course, every time I make pork shredded pork noodles with green peppers, the green peppers are so mushy and the meat is so hard..."

Jian Shuo fluttered her arms like a butterfly fluttering its wings, but Ruan Qingyin avoided her in disgust.

"I'm not talking about that! I'm saying..."

"I can't even pass the driver's license test. Also, I have to buy a college degree. Also, I don't have any friends. If I don't have money, no one will talk to me..."

Ruan Qingyin said "ha": "You finally found out."

She got up from the floor, sat on the sofa, and looked down at Jian Shuo: "Stupid, noisy and annoying, and often steals my biscuits, do you think I don't know?"

Jian Shuo got up from the floor and stared at Ruan Qingyin: "I can say I'm stupid and annoying, how can you say I'm stupid and annoying?"

Ruan Qingyin made a grimace: "I'll just say, Lie Lie!"

Jian Shuo grabbed the paper on the table, pulled out a piece of paper, tore it into small pieces, rolled it into balls, and threw it to Ruan Qingyin: "Didn't Ruan Mohan say that you should be brave in self-criticism instead of criticizing others?" .”

"You said I was stupid and annoying, believe it or not, I told Ruan Mohan?"

Ruan Qingyin hummed: "Mom also said that she hates wasting resources. You just wasted a tissue right now. Believe it or not, let me tell Mom?"

Jian Shuo was taken aback.

Ruan Qingyin continued to make faces: "Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrurrrrrrrrrrrrr

Jian Shuo was so angry that she continued to twist the tissue in her hand into small balls and threw it towards Ruan Qingyin: "Anyway, Ruan Mohan is not here now! You can't complain!"

Ruan Qingyin fought back, touched something in her pocket, and threw it directly towards Jian Shuo.

Jian Shuo stretched out her hand, like an agile cat, and grabbed the thing from mid-air: "Haha, catch it! If you can't hit me, you can't hit me!"

Looking down, she realized that what Ruan Qingyin threw was a small biscuit.

Jian Shuo was stunned.

Ruan Qingyin sat on the sofa with her legs curled up, pressed the play button on the TV screen, and continued watching the movie: "I heard that when you are in a bad mood, eating snacks will make you feel better."

Jian Shuo was stunned again, blinked, and smiled slyly: "Give it to me?"

"You like me so much?"

"I like your fart!" Ruan Qingyin said awkwardly and exasperatedly: "That is my weapon to attack you. It just happens to be a small biscuit, so I will reward you."

"You belong to our servant."

Jian Shuo grinned and ran to the sofa, curled up her legs and sat beside Ruan Qingyin, tore open the package of biscuits and began to eat: "It's delicious."

He held out the half-bitten biscuit in front of Ruan Qingyin and shook it: "Do you want to share it with me? Good friend!"

Ruan Qingyin was even more annoyed: "Who is your good friend?"

"You, you, you!" Jian Shuo grinned, and put the biscuit that was crushed in her mouth to her tongue, and stuck it out to make a grimace: "Grinning."

Ruan Qingyin bounced off at once.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Jian Shuo's smiling face stopped smiling all of a sudden.

She handed over the unfinished half of a biscuit to Ruan Qingyin, and went to open the door by herself.

The slender fingers resting on the doorknob froze for a moment, took a breath, and then suddenly opened the door.

She looked towards the door: "Isn't the old lady here?"

It was Yang Haining's driver who came to deliver the clothes: "Madam, go directly to the press conference site, send me to deliver the clothes for you, and then pick you up to the scene."

It seems that Yang Haining found someone else to deliver him today, and sent his most trusted driver to Jian Shuo.

Jian Shuo took over a suit covered in a dust bag, and the driver handed over an envelope: "The old lady gave it to you."

Jian Shuo asked the driver: "Do you want to come in and wait?"

The driver shook his head: "You change your clothes, it's time to go, I'll wait at the door."

Jian Shuo nodded and closed the door.

She put the suit aside and opened the envelope.

It was a new credit card, a black card, with higher authority and more money than the one Bai Jingxian gave her before.

Jian Shuo let out a disdainful "chick": Is this the compensation for being so bad to me in the past?Or want to take advantage of my acquisition fee now?

There is also a note with Yang Haining's words on it: "Don't let me down."

Jian Shuo glanced at it, then looked at it again, and suddenly seemed very irritable, rolled the note into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it.

When swallowing, there is a loud "grunt" sound.

Ruan Qingyin looked at her and blinked: "Actually, our house has trash cans..."

Jian Shuo opened the dust bag, revealing a black suit with straight shoulders, a slender waist, and slender and straight trouser legs.

Jian Shuo went to the bedroom to change into a suit, then came out again, and stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror near the entrance.

She looked at herself in the mirror, but she asked Ruan Qingyin, "Does it look like me?"

Ruan Qingyin shook her head: "To be honest, it's not like that."

Jian Shuo smiled and left.

******

Jian Shuo opened the door of the house and went out, and said to the driver waiting at the door: "You don't need to take it off, I will take a taxi to the scene by myself."

Driver: "Miss..."

Jian Shuo looked back at him coldly: "Don't pester me, don't you understand?"

The driver stopped chasing her, stood where he was, and stopped talking.

After Miss Jian Shuo grew up, he saw very little, and now he hasn't seen her for a long time.

When I saw it today, I only felt a flirtatious and charming face with a sharp edge.The cold expression now made this face not only have a monster aura, but also a hostile aura.

On the morning of July in midsummer, the driver could not help but feel chills down his spine.

He is a big man, facing Jian Shuo's instructions, he obeyed inexplicably and dared not chase after him.

Seeing Jian Shuo alone, wearing a black suit and a pair of smart high heels of the same color, he took the elevator and left.

******

Jian Shuo stood by the side of the road, waiting for the online car-hailing car she just called.

She had just stepped on high heels and ran all the way here. She arrived too early. A glance at her phone showed that the car would take 5 minutes to arrive.

It's golden in July, it's less than nine o'clock in the morning, and it's already very hot. Jian Shuo is wearing a black suit and just ran. Standing under the bright sun, his back is covered with sweat.

She wanted to stretch her hand to pull the clothes on the back, but found that the suit was too well cut, too close to her arm, and her movements were restricted.

She cursed and wanted to unbutton the button, feeling agitated, she felt that the button was difficult to untie, so she pulled hard with her hand.

Gulu, Gulu, Gululu.

She was stunned.

He watched helplessly as a button she had just torn off rolled into the grass by the side of the road and disappeared.

Jian Shuo simply tore off all the buttons.

Watching those buttons scattered all over the floor, some falling like dying beside her high heels, some rolling into the grass like the first one.

Jian Shuo stood on the side of the road laughing, flirtatious and evil.

With the suit open, her hands were finally a little more flexible, and she reached behind her back to loosen the sweaty clothes a little.

A sycamore tree and a cicada by the roadside were singing loudly.

"Got it, got it, got it."

Yelling made Jian Shuo feel hotter and hotter.

"It's so noisy!" she yelled at the cicada on the tree.

The passers-by were startled, and all looked sideways at this bewitching-looking girl, dressed in a beautiful black suit, revealing a white shirt with the buttons open, standing by the side of the road, arguing with the cicada on the tree.

Cicada: "Got it, got it, got it."

Jian Shuo said louder: "Got it! Got it! Got it!"

A little girl pointed at Jian Shuo: "Mom, she..."

The young woman covered the little girl's mouth, pointed to her temple, and led the child away.

Jian Shuo calmed down, standing alone by the side of the road, her eyes were cold and empty.

Fortunately, at this time, the car she called came.

Jian Shuo got into the car: "Turn on the air conditioner to the maximum!"

She just didn't want Yang Haining's driver to take her there.

I just don't want to listen to Yang Haining's words.

The driver asked Jian Shuo: "Is it right to go to Hotel H?"

Jian Shuo rolled her eyes: "Yes."

Hotel H is the destination she entered just now, the place where Ling Yin and GS hold their press conferences.

She knew Yang Haining would be there, she didn't like it.

But she also knew that Ruan Mohan would be there, she liked it.

Between disliking and liking, Ruan Mohan has overcome everything.

Today the driver doesn't talk much, he is listening to the radio:

"Six methods of argumentative argumentation, namely the method of example, the method of comparison, the method of metaphor, and the method of reductio absurd..."

"Seven types of phrases, namely coordinating phrases, partial phrases, subject-predicate phrases, and verb-object phrases..."

Jian Shuo knocked on the back of the seat impatiently: "Master, what nonsense are you listening to?"

"It's fine if you call me uncle, call me uncle..." The driver said with a sad face, "I'm listening to high school Chinese tutoring materials, my daughter is in her first year of high school."

"Grand one?" Jian Shuo's eyes narrowed: "Is there any math? Let me listen."

"Yes, I have."

The driver put a paragraph: "A finite set contains a collection of finite elements, an infinite set contains a collection of infinite elements..."

He glanced through the rearview mirror.

The flirtatious-looking girl in the backseat was noisy as soon as she got in the car, but now she leaned on the backseat and stopped talking.

With folded arms and a cold face, he looked out the window.

The driver is not a literary person. His life is his online car-hailing service, his wife who is a nurse, his daughter who is in the first year of high school, and the sweet and sour fish and tomato scrambled eggs on the dinner table at home.

But at that moment, when he looked at the girl from the rearview mirror, he suddenly had a strange feeling:

The girl is like a flower, extremely bright and dazzling, with spikes on the petals and leaves, blooming in the corner of the dark night.

Those spikes scared everyone away, until the flower withered alone in the dark night.

The petals fell one by one, falling into the wet soil, lonely and lonely.

The girl staring out of the window seemed to have noticed his scrutinizing eyes, turned her head and cursed viciously: "Look at that!"

He also said, "Don't go to Hotel H, go to Hotel W."

Driver: "Yes..."

"But what's the matter." The girl seemed to be extremely irritable, and kicked the seat hard on the toes of the high-heeled shoes: "Just go to the W Hotel! I'll give you money, a lot of money!"

The power of money is great.

Jian Shuo came to W Hotel smoothly, and also drove to Room 1704, which she is most familiar with.

Take the elevator upstairs.

In the corridor, the pattern of the wallpaper is familiar, the soft carpet is familiar, and even the smell of burning fragrance is familiar.

She hummed a familiar melody loudly: "Boom boom boom, boom boom boom, boom boom boom..."

Spin one circle, spin another circle, and jump three more steps.

Excitedly, he jumped to the door of room 1704, his face sank again, becoming numb and empty.

Open the door and walk into the empty room.

******

When Ruan Mohan arrived at the W Hotel, it was 12:30 noon.

She went straight upstairs to room 1704, knocked on the door, but no one opened.

He took out his mobile phone and called Jian Shuo, but no one answered.

She put away her mobile phone and went directly to the waiter in charge of this floor: "I forgot to bring my room card when I came out."

The waiter glanced at her: "Ma'am, it's you."

During the few months when she and Jian Shuo frequently met at the W Hotel, Jian Shuo often asked the waiter to wait outside the elevator to give her the room card.

W Hotel, an old five-star hotel, does not have frequent staff turnover. The waiter immediately recognized Ruan Mohan, and also knew that Jian Shuo had come to open Room 1704 early in the morning.

Ruan Mohan looked calm: "Can you use your room card to open the door for me?"

"Of course." The waiter respectfully accompanied her to the door of the room, swiped the card to open the door: "Madam, please."

Ruan Mohan nodded lightly: "Thank you."

Push the door and walk into the room.

******

When Jian Shuo woke up, she blinked in confusion, and looked at the window with a thin layer of blackout curtains drawn.

The skylight in the window is not like day or night, it is yellow and chaotic, blurring the boundaries of time.

She didn't know what time it was, and for a moment, she didn't know where she was. She squinted her eyes for a while, and the familiar shape of the window and the familiar touch of the velvet bed under her body reminded her.

She at the W Hotel, 1704.

Jian Shuo's eyes that had just woken up dimmed again.

She fled this morning, driven by a huge inferiority complex and anxiety, and fled in embarrassment.

She escaped from Hotel H where Ruan Mohan was waiting for her, and fled to Hotel W 1704 alone.

Anyway, now that she has the card Yang Haining gave her, she can do whatever she wants.

However, she was the only one who opened the door.

Ruan Mohan, who didn't make an appointment with her at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, brought in a familiar scent of fir trees, and brought in the outdoors, whether it was cold or hot.

Jian Shuo looked at the sky outside the window.

It should be already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and it is dusk now.

Jian Shuo is like a cat, curled up at the end of the bed.She remembered that before she fell asleep, she ate grapes, played with lipstick, took off her suit jacket, held the sleeves in her hands, swayed them in circles, and jumped on the velvet bed to the point of exhaustion.

Later, sweating all over, I fell asleep unconsciously.

She lay at the end of the bed, hugged her knees, and curled up a little tighter.

Dusk is really annoying.

The feeling of waking up at dusk after taking a nap is even more annoying.

I don't know the sun, I seem to be abandoned by the world and time, and the feeling of loneliness is overwhelming.

Jian Shuo has never been a person who is afraid of being lonely.

But at this moment, she felt that her heart was empty and light, like a balloon that was not fully inflated, floating in a hazy sky with nothing to support her.

Jian Shuo suddenly realized that such a feeling is called "loneliness".

She actually felt lonely.

I don't know if it's because the power of Dusk is too strong, or because she now knows... Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan is not here.

Jian Shuo curled up her body even tighter, arching her back like a cat.

Suddenly, something touched her back.

She was also sensitive and vigilant like a cat. She jumped up and turned to look over.

"Ah." There was only a very short scream, and she immediately covered her mouth.

She crawled over lightly, looking more and more like a cat.

As we got closer, a burst of overwhelming fir aroma overwhelmed the overwhelming loneliness in an instant.

The person in front of him fell asleep quietly.

With a clear and cold face, even the shape of the chin is beautiful.The eyelashes are so long, hanging quietly, like the little wings of a butterfly.

Long light brown hair was scattered on the pillow, and she was wearing a white shirt and black narrow skirt. A slender hand rested on her waist, and she grasped her ankle tightly.

Jian Shuo watched obsessively.

She wanted to keep calling: Ruan Mohan, Ruan Mohan, Ruan Mohan.

But he warned himself in his heart: Shhh, Ruan Mohan fell asleep.

She lay down, like a cat, and stuck to Ruan Mohan's side.

The hairy head rubbed Ruan Mohan's arm on the velvet bed, and she was extremely satisfied.

Rubbing, rubbing again.

Nestled next to Ruan Mohan, smelling the fir fragrance on her body.

Ruan Mohan's body moved slightly.

Then, a slender and soft hand gently landed on the top of Jian Shuo's head: "Are you awake?"

"I waited for you to fall asleep."

Jian Shuo sniffed: "Ruan Mohan, why are you here?"

Ruan Mohan didn't answer, just patted her on the head: "Look up, look at me."

Jian Shuo looked up obediently.

Her head was nestled against Ruan Mohan's chest, and when she lifted it, she just looked up into Ruan Mohan's light brown eyes.

Ruan Mohan looked at her indifferently: "Why are you crying?"

The hand was still on top of Jian Shuo's head, stroking gently.

"I don't know." Jian Shuo shook her head: "I don't know either."

"The tears flowed by themselves."