Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

    After Fu Mingheng made his remarks, he took most of the barbecue and slipped back to the room.

    Wen Ruan sat on the sofa for a long time, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, so she took out her mobile phone and charged her phone number.

    After a short wait, it will prompt that the recharge is successful and the call will be credited.

    Two warm reminders from the operator popped up first, then returned to silence, and the screen gradually began to turn black.

    The long wait made Wen Ruan gradually lose her patience.

    She lowered her eyes, a little disappointed in her eyes.

    Perhaps, I guessed wrong?

     However, when she was about to put down the phone, she suddenly heard a text message prompt tone, and then the phone vibrated.

    “Ding Dong—”

    From: Fu Zhihuan.

     Immediately afterwards, the sound and vibration continued, until her palms were a little hot.

    The little red dot of the unread text message jumped from the original single digit to two digits, and then to 99+.

    Almost two-thirds of them came from that familiar name.

    The content of the news can be regarded as a calm question from the beginning to my whereabouts, and then anxiously testing my attitude, and finally with some hasty explanations.

    Like a child worrying about gains and losses, she keeps the people she likes.

    Clumsy, but sincere.

    Although not every message is very long, it can be seen that it is all sincere without the slightest perfunctory.

    Wen Ruan rubbed her nose and chuckled, but she couldn't bear the sourness that came from the tip of her nose to her eyes.

    This man is so stubborn.

    Never childish.

    She took a deep breath, then stood up, glanced at the closed door upstairs, and walked upstairs.

    Fu Zhihuan looked as if he had fallen asleep when he opened the door.

    Wen Ruan slowed down, walked to his bed, turned off the brightly lit desk lamp, and quietly looked down at his sleeping face.

    Wen Ruan sighed.

    Forget it, just soften your heart for the last time, it's not a big problem.

    She bent down and said softly, "Well, for the sake of your exceptional performance these days, I will reluctantly agree to give you a chance to chase me."

    Speaking of this, he added in his own righteous words: "It's just the last chance!"

    After saying such a long series of words, Wen Ruan suddenly felt like she was stupid. She straightened up, puffed out her cheeks, and comforted herself in her heart: Anyway, Fu Zhihuan is asleep now and can't hear again!

    Thinking like this, she finally felt relieved, so she patted her chest and turned to leave.

    “Pop—”

    At this moment, the person who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed suddenly raised his eyes and held Wen Ruan's wrist.

    Wen Ruan was stunned, turned her head subconsciously, and happened to meet Fu Zhihuan's eyes.

    Perhaps it was because Wen Ruan hadn't reacted yet, so for a while, neither of the two spoke.

    After about five seconds of silence, Fu Zhihuan broke the silence.

    He said, "Thanks, I got it."

    Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what Fu Zhihuan meant.

      Then he reached out his hand in exasperation and pulled out the pillow beside him, and involuntarily threw it at Fu Zhihuan: "You are pretending to be asleep again! You are pretending to be asleep again!"

    Fu Zhihuan took the pillow, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, his chest heaving slightly: "No, I slept very lightly."

    Wen Ruan: "But I speak very quietly!"

    “…”

    Can this person speak?

    Wen Ruan was so angry that she almost pulled Fu Zhihuan out of bed to play sumo, she gritted her teeth: "I declare that you have wasted your last chance!"

    Sure enough, this dog man is not worthy of being soft-hearted.

    He will not bring himself love and warmth.

    You can only bring yourself into menopause in advance!

    It was already midnight when Wen Ruan returned from Fu Zhihuan's house.

    But I don't know why, I usually go home a little later, and Wen Fengchen and Xie Ai will question their own day's experience as if they were dead. Where did you go today.

    But tonight, the two seemed to be pierced by their souls. Not only did they not ask questions, but they looked distressed:

    "Why did you come back so early?"

    "What are you doing in such a hurry to get home?"

    "Really not going out for a while?"

    Wen Ruan glanced at the clock that was approaching twelve o'clock, with a puzzled expression.

    What is their brain circuit today?

    But this doubt was quickly answered.

    Because when Wen Ruan finished taking a bath and came down in his pajamas to go to watch the drama quietly, he heard his precious father standing in the living room on the phone.

    "Hey, that's right, Ruan Ruan is back."

    "I thought she was going to spend the night at your house today, hey, why did the child of Heng run back? In vain, you ran out to make room for these two children."

    "The child just went to pick out a new engagement ring, you see, it's just a little bit worse."

    “…”

    Wen Ruan recalled the completely abnormal empty house of the Fu family today. Coupled with the very conspicuous "drug place" when taking the medicine, I suddenly felt that all the weird things had an answer.

    Damn.

    Obviously, he has been calculated again.

    She sneered, took out a can of Wangzai milk from the refrigerator, crossed her arms and walked behind Mr. Wen Fengchen.

    Xie Ai was sitting on the sofa, looking up, she saw Wen Ruan first.

    She coughed quickly, winked with Wen Fengchen who was on the phone, and tried her best to hint.

    But Father Wen, who had his back to Wen Ruan, didn't realize it, and was even discussing intensely with Fu Changming on the other end of the phone about how to match the young couple for the second time.

    "Is there any other way? Otherwise, you will make your Arrot sick for a few days?"

    "...It's not very benevolent. Or at the banquet tomorrow, how about your Arlu and our Ruan Ruan wearing couple clothes? They all say that people who wear the same style of clothes will pay more attention to each other!"

    "Oh, the dress does not seem to have a couple's dress, and the boys' styles are similar... Otherwise, we can customize it?"

    Father Wen kept talking until Wen Ruan pulled open the tab of the can.

     A crisp "click" finally made Wen Fengchen, who was addicted to the phone, realize that something was wrong.

    He turned his head slowly and met Wen Ruan's smiling eyes.

    Wen Ruan laughed, raised her head and drank a whole can of milk in a very straightforward and smooth manner, then placed it heavily on the coffee table.

    With a bang, even the shell of the can was deformed.

    She smiled at her dear father very tenderly, and said politely: "Dad, good night, I wish you a happy life and a happy day."

    After saying that, I went upstairs without looking back.

    Wen Fengchen was silent for a long time, then took a deep breath and said to Mr. Fu Changming on the other end of the receiver: "I think your son may have no hope."

    “???”

    Pity the parents of the world.

    Although I slept late last night, Wen Ruan woke up early the next day with great perseverance.

    Moreover, not only did she wake up early, she also harassed Qin Sushan with a series of remote WeChat calls, and opened a video call to perform a small fashion show for her—

    Wen Ruan pulled out all the dresses from her closet, tried them on one by one patiently, and forced Qin Sushan to post professional comments.

    Qin Sushan yawned, sleepy eyes: "No, Miss Wen, it's just an ordinary family banquet. I didn't see you taking it so seriously before, why is it so exciting today?"

    The time of Wen Ruan's return home was very coincidental, and it happened to meet the twentieth birthday of Miss An's, An Xuyin.

    An's has always been flamboyant, and the eldest lady's life experience is quite bumpy, which can be regarded as the story background of the standard heroine in contemporary novels.

    Because An Xuyin was wrongly held in the hospital when he was a child, and was not found until a year ago, so the An family will definitely take this opportunity to make a big deal this time, and come to this man The easy-to-get-back daughter earns enough face.

    Wen Ruan took a deep breath: "You don't know, I have heard forty-three versions of gossip about me and Fu Zhihuan these days."

    Qin Sushan: "For example?"

    Wen Ruan: "For example, they say that Fu Zhihuan has a Bai Yueguang, who looks three-pointed to me, and they got engaged because my face reminded Fu Zhihuan of his first love, so he prepared Use me as a stand-in. But now, that Bai Yueguang is back, so Fu Zhihuan resolutely broke up with me for love..."

    Qin Sushan reacted for a while, and then made a serious comment: "Yes, it does sound like what will happen to your wealthy family."

    “…”

    Wen Ruan was silent for a while, then took a deep breath: "All in all, there must be countless people staring at me at this banquet, so of course I can't be as perfunctory as before."

    Qin Sushan thinks it makes sense.

    So she quickly threw herself into the state of "recovering a place for the sisters", very seriously and rigorously choosing the evening dress to be used for today's attendance with Wen Ruan, and finally focused on a shoulderless dress On an open-back maxi dress.

    Wen Ruan's shoulders are very beautiful, wearing this style of shoulderless skirt can make her neck curve more perfect and eye-catching. An eye-catching desire.

    Qin Sushan choked with satisfaction, and by the way, she published her rainbow fart without hesitation: "Wuwuwu girl goose, you are so beautiful, I declare that you are definitely the MVP of the audience today, waiting for you to show off. When you're in a group, don't forget to get up early in the morning and work hard to help you choose clothes..."

    Wen Ruan said very sincerely: "Thank you."

    Then hung up.

    Qin Sushan fell into deep thought while facing the hung up call interface.

    The essence of girlfriends is tool people, this sentence really is the truth of the world.

    The author has something to say: There will be a late night surprise tonight!

    But not so late.

    Ask is American work and rest.

    Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 phone sea and private;

    Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 big fan of Di Shengsheng;

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: pcy_beak 15 bottles; fetish, good, pan 10 bottles; After  a  long  time3 bottles; mango Melaleuca 2 bottles; 1 bottle of Mu Xi;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!