"Ruan Mingshu, what are you doing here?" Jiang Lan's decibels were very high. With her words, Ruan Mingshu's lips trembled slightly.

Suddenly, she couldn't speak, and her eyes widened as if she was hoarse.

Late at night, in the living room of the villa, everyone was looking at Ruan Mingshu like a supervising prisoner, including the nanny who was woken up for a midnight snack at night. She looked at Ruan Mingshu worriedly, but could only enter the kitchen to work hard under Jiang Lan's irritable urging.

"What did you hear just now?" In contrast, Ruan Zhenming was more rational, and his wife was already angry and reached out to Ruan Mingshu with a cold teacup on the coffee table, and asked with the look of "raising a white-eyed wolf": "Your second uncle and I didn't let you live a life of living under someone else's roof, not having enough food or clothing, right? What did you come to monitor us in the middle of the night?"

Her reaction was too intense, which made the weak and incompetent Ruan Zhenming feel guilty. He quickly stopped him and his tone was a little rushing, "What are you anxious about? Can glass fall on Mingshu!"

“…”

Ruan Mingshu swallowed her throat in despair. She was living here without a life under someone else's roof. She was originally a "pretending to be stupid" and gave Jiang Lan a three-point life. They made her "eat and wear warmth". As for other Ruan Mingshu, she didn't dare to expect anything, but she knew that it was all decent in front of others.

They had to pretend to be "care" about her on the surface. They were afraid that they were greedy for the property she asked them to keep before she became an underage. Ruan Mingshu curled the corners of her lips, as if she was smiling.

As if she had thought about it for a long time, her bright eyes were frozen on Ruan Zhenming, and her spiritual energy and cunning appeared in an instant. She whispered: "If I remember correctly, you will always hold my grandmother's legacy in your hands?"

Ruan Mingshu in front of her seemed to have changed her body, her original cowardice and timidity disappeared, and her hidden courage and eloquence were revealed. She faced her second aunt who had changed her face. "I was young and ignorant at that time, but my father's lawyer was in touch with me before his death. Grandma had a share of your money, but she asked you to keep it for me."

Ruan Mingshu spoke in a humble and arrogant manner. The calmness and calmness inexplicably allowed Ruan Zhenming to see some of the shadow of his former brother-in-law. He clenched his fists secretly, and then pretended to be calm and sneered, "I haven't heard of any agreement."

"Yes." Seeing that her husband refused to admit it, Jiang Sihui even bit her to death. "We have never heard of any agreement. As for your mother's jewelry, we have never seen it."

Jiang Sihui's words were both rushing and anxious, as if she was guilty and was deceived. Ruan Zhenming looked so angry that she was caught by Ruan Mingshu.

The next second, Ruan Mingshu slowly pierced the film of the balloon and murmured slowly, "I just said it was grandma's legacy instead of my mother's jewelry. Second Aunt, you are so forced to admit that you are very worried."

"My parents left suddenly. Since I came to my second aunt's house four years ago, I have kept the things that my second uncle and second aunt helped me in my heart. You have to let me have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. But I didn't expect that you would do this with me on my back." Ruan Mingshu said even more. After all, it was because she couldn't help but feel emotional when she was young.

"I heard everything." Ruan Mingshu said calmly, looking at Ruan Zhenming with his eyes as if he could understand people's hearts.

Jiang Sihui, who is usually very good at speaking, suddenly couldn't speak. When Ruan Zhenming brought the girl back, she brought an inheritance from her grandmother, saying that she would wait for the child to come to her. In addition, on the eve of the funeral, she couldn't help but rob the "Yuan Mingyuan" of Ruan Mingshu's father, who was like a "Eight-Nation Alliance", and she couldn't help but rob the "Yuan Mingyuan".

She was smarter than those people and knew that there was a secret silhouette in the bedroom or study of the rich, but she turned to the code box and the sky paid off.

"I don't care what you hear or see, those jewelry are what I bought from the jewelry store." Jiang Sihui's tough attitude, her sharp eyes seemed to be a scimitar that could penetrate into people's hearts. Whether it was jewelry or heritage, she was too tender to snatch it from her mouth.

Where would anyone distribute the fat that had already been in her mouth to others? She is not stupid.

Ruan Mingshu was stunned, her heart seemed to condense into ice, as if she had been relaxed for a while. She changed her previous attitude and asked in a negotiated tone: "I can't take my grandmother's inheritance, I just want the necklace my dad gave to my mother."

"For you, that necklace is not worth anything, isn't it?" Ruan Mingshu's red face shone through crystal tears. The necklace is very important to her. It is not only as simple as her father gave her to her, but also a birthday gift from her mother.

She will always remember the story of her mother holding her and telling her all night. The protagonists of the story are her father and her, and the story after she has her.

Facing the poor girl in thin pajamas with red eyes in front of her, Ruan Zhenming finally couldn't stand it anymore. Just when he was soft-hearted, Jiang Sihui reached out to hit him, and then looked at her husband with a warning look.

She didn't want to take a step back, but wanted to cut the mess quickly. She yawned tiredly and replied lazily, "I'll just say it again, those jewelry are my own. If you still want to make such a slander with me, you can move out tomorrow. We are not suitable for you."

"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. We don't raise unfamiliar white-eyed wolves here." Jiang Sihui stood up and took care of the girl's messy collar in front of her, raised her lips with satisfaction, and then looked at her daughter.

"Don't think of something that doesn't belong to you." This is the last sentence Jiang Lan's mother gave her.

Standing in the empty living room, the heating was clearly open so well, and he was wearing fleece pajamas, but Ruan Mingshu's body was not warm at all, and her hands and feet were cold.

In fact, the moment she was tearing her face, she was betting whether Jiang Sihui would abandon sesame seeds and watermelons and exchange what she wanted most for her. She didn't want much, just a pearl necklace that was not surprising.

Ruan Mingshu lived in the Jiang family for almost four years, but her luggage could be packed in three minutes. How did she come from the beginning and how she left now? On the night when it started to snow in the early morning, looking at the asphalt road that was about to accumulate thick snow, Ruan Mingshu couldn't help but speed up.

As long as you walk from the middle of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, there will be a hotel. Although it is quite snowing, she has a wind-resistant scarf. Ruan Mingshu couldn't help but reach out to tighten the red scarf and tighten her face.

Since she was unwilling to continue living, why should she compromise? She had long wanted to be independent. Ruan Mingshu felt a little excited but she laughed at herself from time to time as an inexplicable child who ran away from home in anger.

The cold wind roared and the snow flew. Ruan Mingshu looked at the long road against the wind and did not regret it at all. Instead, she became more and more courageous. It was not until several sneezes that she felt that the unavoidable cold air made her limbs become more and more weak and her nose became more and more blocked.

Looking at the bright lights at the foot of the mountain, Ruan Mingshu sniffed. Suddenly, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and opened the short video platform as if she was thinking of something. Her latest video was a hot topic. Her fans praised her for posting a very healing food video, hoping to release the next issue as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Ruan Mingshu couldn't help but rub the ends of her eyes. This feeling of being thought about was really good, making time and suffering no longer so difficult.

The next second, Ruan Mingshu couldn't help but watch her extremely cost-effective smart phone suddenly blackened the screen, and then several small circle fonts popped up in the center - the phone was overly cold and turned off the machine.

“…”

It doesn’t matter if you can’t get a taxi, so just walk. Look at the “Chicken Soup in the Heart” to get warm, will you still be targeted like this?

Life is not easy, Mingshu sighed, Ruan Mingshu put her phone in the innermost pocket of her chest pitifully, and walked forward with heavy steps. As long as she went down the mountain to find a hotel to live in, tomorrow would not be so cold.

The pure black Maybach engine sounded deeper and deeper in the dark night, like a beast dormant in the dark night, tearing the loneliness of the wilderness.

The clean and tidy car was so cold that it made people tremble, but the man who looked down at the notebook in the car tapped the keyboard without knowing the cold. The slender fingertips made people sigh that the Creator was really partial.

Looking up, he looked a magical face, with high eyebrows, deep eye sockets, narrow eyes and half-closed glasses. The glasses on the edge of the golden silk made him look extremely abstinent.

"Master Huo, will you go to the Lu family later?" Luo Yang, the best player under Huo Yuan, said in a low voice. Decibels just won't disturb Huo Yuan's work.

He is Huo Yuan's most well-known confidant, so he knows that Huo Yuan will never tolerate anyone disturbing him when he works.

Hearing the word "Lu Family", Huo Yuan frowned slightly, and then his cold lips moved and ruthlessly spit out two words, "Don't go."

Huo Yuan is famously indifferent and ruthless in Jincheng. No one can handle this temper, but Luo Yang is still different from him. Luo Yang looked back at Huo Yuan and said, "Then go to the Lu family tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Huo Yuan rubbed his sore eyebrows, and a hint of impatience flashed across his face. After a long time, he whispered "Oh".

Just as Huo Yuan closed his notebook and leaned down on the back of the chair and rubbed his temples, Luo Yang, who was sitting in the cab, saw a girl with a red scarf walking in the direction of them not far away, with her hair flying wildly, and from a distance, she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Damn it, I've been wandering in the mountains all night long. I don't know what to think I've seen a ghost!" Luo Yang couldn't help but complain. The figure ten meters away was so scared that he almost died.

"What?" The sudden noise made Huo Yuan look over, and his right hand unconsciously raised the glasses frame.

Although he wears glasses, his eyesight is very good, because glasses are just the ruthlessness he wants to modify the dark pupils during the daytime meeting.

Too much exposure can easily scare people.

Luo Yang swallowed his saliva hard, then restrained and said with silence: "What's this? He wore white clothes in the middle of the night, had a red scarf with his hair and was carrying an old suitcase. Isn't this obviously scary!"

"No, I have to let out a sigh of anger." After saying that, Luo Yang began to shake the glass window and the speed of the car also dropped.

As he got closer, Huo Yuan saw more and more clearly that the suitcase in the girl's hand was the one he often used many years ago. When he moved his eyes to the girl's half face and smart eyes covered by a scarf, an answer surged in Huo Yuan's heart.
Chapter completed!