Desperate Pretense At Being Poor - Chapter 42

    Xie Yanchi chatted for a few words on the way here and probably knew what happened. When the doorbell rang, Wen Ruan had already packed up.

    Wen Ruan didn’t stay at Fu Zhihuan’s house for a long time, so she had nothing to take with her, but she only packed a suitcase.

    The Earl seemed to have noticed something strange and followed Wen Ruan all the time. When she saw her walking to the entrance and opening the door, he opened his mouth and bit her trousers, pulling him inside.

    “This cat is quite reluctant to part with you.”

    Xie Yanchi held the door frame with one hand, gave the count a side glance, then laughed loosely, squatted down and teased him: “Come, come to brother.”

    The earl then released the mouth that was biting on Wen Ruan’s trousers, his tail was raised high, and he breathed at Xie Yanchi vigilantly, as if to drive away this uninvited guest.

    Xie Yanchi touched her nose and smiled, “It’s quite fierce.”

    Wen Ruan handed the suitcase to Xie Yanchi, then squatted down, stretched out his hand to the earl to follow his hair, and said softly, “I’m sorry, I have to go, I can’t take care of you.”

    The earl seemed to understand the emotions of the person in front of him, his tail drooped down, he hummed aggrievedly, and rubbed Wen Ruan’s palm by the way.

    Wen Ruan sniffled, put away her soft heart, then stood up and went straight out the door: “Let’s go.”

    “Not mine.”

    Wen Ruan stretched out her hand and pressed the elevator downstairs button. When she said this, her voice seemed to be trying to control her calm tone, but she could still hear a few tremors very clearly: “Who do you love?” Whose family is it?”

    She turned her face to the side, but a teardrop could not be controlled from the corner of her eye.

    Dry.

    What a shame.

    Wen Ruan wiped the corner of her eyes with her thumb, then stepped into the elevator.

    Xie Yanchi frowned, putting away the casual expression just now, and his eyes fell deeply on her.

    “Look what I do.”

    Wen Ruan pressed the button on the first floor, turned her head and glared at Xie Yanchi, the emotion she had been holding back just now could no longer hold back.

    As she pretended to speak fiercely, tears fell uncontrollably: “I have never seen a girl who has lost her love shed tears? I can’t stop talking about this matter with you!”

    After a long time, he laughed softly: “When did I expose your old secrets outside?”

    Wen Ruan did not speak.

    It may be that Wen Ruan realized that he should not be angry at Xie Yanchi just now, and his first secret love and active pursuit of people ended so easily. Stuffy like a pain in the block.

    The elevator door opened, Xie Yanchi straightened up, raised his hand and gently rubbed her head, then said, “Let’s go.”

    Xie Yanchi did not rent a house, but booked a presidential room at the Ruian Hotel in the city center. Tonight I had a party with some friends in Beicheng, and Wen Ruan called him out when we were having a good time.

    When he brought Wen Ruan in, the group of rich second-generation who were standing in the living room shaking their heads and coaxing suddenly became silent at the same time, and looked in the direction of the two of them. .

    Wen Ruan was carrying the suitcase and didn’t pay much attention to the sight of this group of people, and asked casually, “Where do I live?”

    Xie Yanchi casually grabbed his hair and said, “I’ll take you there.”

    Wen Ruan nodded, then dragged her suitcase and followed Xie Yanchi into one of the rooms.

    “Are you having a party?”

    “A few friends.”

    “Oh…bring me a few packs of potato chips in, I just saw them and want to eat them.” Wen Ruan obediently nodded, then threw off his shoes and climbed into the bed: ” Please keep your voice down, I sleep very lightly.”

    Xie Yanchi leaned against the door and laughed: “I said this ancestor, I was the one who took you in and asked for so much.”

    Wen Ruan sniffed when she heard this, and tears rolled down her face: “Why, I feel sad when I’m lost in love.”

    …

    Xie Yanchi rubbed her hair irritably, and went out to carry a few packets of potato chips.

    The rich second generation was still in a daze, and even forgot to nod.

    Xie Yanchi entered the room and threw the potato chips in the direction of Wen Ruan.

    Wen Ruan reached out and took it, tore open the package, took two bites, and raised her head: “I still want to drink Coke, but it’s a little dry just eating potato chips.”

    Xie Yanchi frowned, and before she could say the word “rejection”, she saw Wen Ruan’s tears fall down again.

    …Absolutely.

    He went out again impatiently, and re-entered the house with a few bottles of Coke.

    Wen Ruan has been quiet for a long time now, she ate half a pack, and then touched her stomach, feeling a little dull, so she raised her head again: “I…”

    “No more snacks.”

    “Oh…” Wen Ruan replied, then lowered her head obediently, and continued to eat potato chips, but the more she ate, the more dry the taste, and the hard edges and corners made her mouth numb.

    The emotions she thought were calm were still not suppressed, she sniffled, tears fell down drop by drop, and some rolled into the packaging bag.

    “Wen Ruan, forget it.”

    Xie Yanchi frowned, put down her arms, took out the bag in her hand, and said, “Sleep.”

    “Hmm.”

    Wen Ruan nodded, with a choked voice, “Thank you.”

    Xie Yanchi closed the door, frowning, a little impatience in his dark pupils.

    He grew up with his cousin.

    Wen Ruan has never been a bully since she was a child, and when she was still in kindergarten, she had to report. Looking at a cute little girl with a sweet mouth, who would have known that a mouth is full of small fangs.

    It was the first time that she looked so lost.

      Are those young newcomers in the entertainment industry more endearing?”

    “We haven’t seen this type before, why don’t you call it out and play? Someday if you don’t like it, you can give us a few glimpses.”

    Xie Yanchi lifted his eyes, laughed lightly, and walked to the sofa to sit down.

    The man immediately took out the lighter with a smile and leaned forward.

    The **** was lit a little scarlet, burning quietly.

    Xie Yanchi straightened up, took a sip, and exhaled the mist.

    The next second, he raised his hand and clasped the back of the man’s head, then pressed it heavily on the coffee table in front of him.

    “Bang.”

    The people around him roared.

    After he finished speaking, he took off the cigarette, pressed it into the ashtray that was only half a centimeter away from the man, and lowered his voice.

    “Keep your mouth clean, that’s my cousin.”

    The people in their family have always protected their shortcomings.

    The elders in the family have always spoiled Wen Ruan, even Xie Yanchi, a cousin who grew up fighting with her hair, was reluctant to let her shed tears, or let her Others make fun of her.

    Including the young master of the Fu family.

    So it is best for him to give a reasonable reason, unless he was in a coma in a car accident and was unconscious in the hospital, otherwise there is no other way to talk.

    At this moment, Xie Yanchi’s phone vibrated—

    “I asked, and Fu Zhihuan was in a car accident when he got off work tonight. It feels like the car was heading straight for him, and he’s still lying in the hospital and hasn’t woken up.”

    Xie Yanchi: “…”

    My mouth.

    Four Zhihuan woke up at four in the morning.

    Zhao Zichen watched him for most of the night, and when he heard the sound, he immediately got up and called the doctor.

    When the doctors and nurses came to check and confirmed that there would be no more problems, Zhao Zichen breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in front of him with his hands in his pockets, feeling a little joking .

    “There is no big problem with the loss, and there is no sequelae.”

    Fu Zhihuan laughed softly, his lips turned white, and there were some black shattered hair on his forehead, and his whole person had a morbid coldness.

    He could clearly feel the hoarseness and dryness in his throat: “Lao Zhao, give me the phone.”

    It is five in the morning.

    The little girl waited at home all night and didn’t see her coming back, how sad.

    “Forget it, I’ll pour you a glass of water first.”

    Zhao Zichen heard the hoarseness in Fu Zhihuan’s voice, sighed, turned around and pulled out a disposable cup: “I need a cell phone when I wake up, how can there be a patient like you who doesn’t know what to do?”

     Having said that, Zhao Zichen still took out his mobile phone when he handed the water: “Well, don’t look too long.”

    The screen of the phone is full of cracks, probably because of the car accident, but it is barely usable.

    Fu Zhihuan thanked him, raised his hand and pressed the power button.

    Zhao Zichen was sitting on the chair beside him when he suddenly thought of something: “By the way, I suddenly thought of something, you said this car accident…”

    “It has nothing to do with the previous case of trying to bribe me.” Fu Zhihuan continued.

    Zhao Zichen was taken aback: “You didn’t say that before you fell into a coma. Didn’t you tell us to pay special attention?”

    “That’s for others to hear.” Fu Zhihuan raised his eyes and said lightly, “Didn’t you find it too? At that time, the people who knew that I was sitting in the driver’s seat, except you, were only in the back. Peng Mengyin from the seat.”

    Zhao Zichen was stunned.

    Although he felt that this matter was strange, he really didn’t immediately suspect Peng Mengyin.

    “I told you that just to not startle the snake.”

      It is a student who has only recently been under the hands of a footprint inspection expert, and has only recently been transferred to our city to check her background.”

    The phone finally lit up with difficulty.

    As soon as it is turned on, countless messages flood in.

    Fu Zhihuan didn’t care about that, just opened the dialog box with Wen Ruan and replied—

    “Sorry, something went wrong.”

    As soon as the message is sent, I only see a red exclamation mark.

    Fu Zhihuan’s pupils shrank slightly, and his heart seemed to be suddenly empty.

    Even a person who can think calmly when faced with the danger of life and death in a car accident has an inexplicable feeling of panic at this moment.

    Although Wen Ruan is expected to be angry, but with the character of a little girl, it is not enough to delete the contact information directly.

    He turned his head, looked at the plastic bag that packed his clothes, and asked suddenly, “Lao Zhao, have you come to my house?”

    “Ah, yes. But your security guard stopped me from entering, so I asked Peng Mengyin to go up and get it.” Zhao Zichen was stunned, and then quickly responded: “What’s wrong?”

    Fu Zhihuan pursed her lips tightly, and did not answer Zhao Zichen’s words, but made a call to Wen Ruan.

    No one answered.

    He made another call to the landline at home.

    After several rings, there is still no answer.

    The prolonged busy tone brought a strong sense of unease.

    Zhao Zichen immediately stood up to support him: “What happened?”

    Fu Zhihuan didn’t speak, just lifted the quilt, turned sideways to get out of bed, his voice was slightly cold: “I have to go home.”

    “Did you crash your brain? Where are you going home now?” Zhao Zichen pressed Fu Zhihuan back in a hurry.

    This is also the first time for Zhao Zichen to see himself, the Flower of the High Ridge, in other people’s mouths, showing such a worried expression.

    Fu Zhihuan’s voice was hoarse: “I can’t contact her anymore.”

    The author has something to say: The male protagonist woke up and found that his house had collapsed.

      Their child has been born smoothly, but there are still some postpartum labor pains, and they start writing when they feel better. (X)

    I tried my best to update but if it didn’t update well before one point, it may be because I have twins to be born and I went to the delivery room again.

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yuki sauce; 3 bottles of the woman with a heart;

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