The world without Ruan Mingshu can be called silent and desolate.

On the first day, Aunt Ji asked Huo Yuan where Miss Ruan went, what she got was Huo Yuan's cold reply, "She will never come again in the future." Aunt Ji had the strength to mention the name Ruan Mingshu again in front of Huo Yuan.

Secondly, according to Aunt Ji's recent observation, after Miss Ruan did not live here, Mr. Huo didn't seem to have come back to live a few times. However, rich people have more than this property.

After Ruan Mingshu left, the most unlucky thing was Huo Yuan's personal support Luo Yang. After walking with Huo Yuan, a desperate work machine every day, he had to drink and socialize with him. Huo Yuan has seemed to have become a drunkard these days.

Luo Yang, who couldn't bear to bear it, raised his lips and couldn't help but complain: "You're having a tantrum with Miss Ruan again, right? He treated the little girl more or less and then passed by."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Yuan threw the ruthless eye knife over. He sneered as if he was poked into the middle, "Will I be sad for Ruan Mingshu? Maybe, I didn't even shake my wings to dry the big girl."

“…”

He has such deep resentment! He still said it was not because of Ruan Mingshu!

Luo Yang shrugged with surprise and said that everyone understands the stubbornness of the man. He took a step back and changed the topic and said to Huo Yuan: "You say that is definitely not because of Miss Ruan. However, Miss Ruan has been very diligent in updating videos recently. Her likes and comments are super high. She has received several advertisements recently."

"?" He frowned as soon as he finished speaking, and then he thought of Ruan Mingshu's words in his heart for no reason - after leaving him, she will have more time to update the video.

Hearing this, Huo Yuan didn't even look at the video handed over by Luo Yang. He stared indifferently at the colorful night view in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The resentment in his heart accumulated to a certain level and he hummed softly, "How much money can she make when answering these advertisements? Can she support herself?"

Huo Yuan didn't take the money seriously, but since he got the bank card that Ruan Mingshu had given her that he had not changed, he was indeed curious.

Although Luo Yang has never experienced short videos and live broadcasts personally, he has friends who do beauty and makeup. He thought Huo Yuan was concerned about Ruan Mingshu and wanted to know about the situation in this regard, so he said everything without reservation, "This dishwasher is particularly famous, and it costs 50,000 or 60,000 yuan for an advertisement, right? There is also this sweeping robot."

"Actually, I think Miss Ruan can make a living by her face. Who can rely on her face now and then depends on her skills?" After saying this, Luo Yang said, "Making money by her face is much more than making delicious food."

Huo Yuan, who was incredible in an instant and felt that this girl was quite capable, frowned and said, "These advertisers even need to insert advertisements for two minutes of short videos? What does it mean to rely on their faces? Do you think my little girl does that aspect?"

“…”

"Brother! Don't misunderstand it!" Luo Yang, who was frightened by Huo Yuan's shocking comments, began to explain in a hurry.

He tried hard to slide the video, and the video shot by the beauty blogger popped up from his phone, "Eating with his face is just a beauty video, not what you think..."

"What am I thinking?" Huo Yuan raised his eyebrows lightly, and a few words were clearly engraved on his handsome face. "Am I wrong? I'm right."

"Yes. I didn't explain it clearly, it was all my fault." Luo Yang, who broke his teeth and swallowed blood, suddenly wanted to cry, but even though he was bullied by Huo Yuan and wanted to cry, he still wanted to roar when the coffin lid was about to close. "A pure and lustful look like Miss Ruan is simply a walking mower! The fairy on earth in the eyes of a woman!"

"The white moonlight in men's eyes!" Luo Yang popularized Huo Yuan with another noun.

Ruan Mingshu does have the pure feeling of white moonlight, like the jasmine with dew on the fragrant petals exposed in the morning. The whiteness and charming are the first impression everyone sees. But what I see here in Huo Yuan is the other side of Ruan Mingshu. She is wearing a burgundy velvet strapless dress, with her fair legs straight...

The scenes that he thought of subconsciously made Huo Yuan lick his dry lips. After rolling his throat, he clenched his fists and coughed lightly as if his blood was flowing backwards.

He felt that he must be crazy!

When he saw the beautiful and erotic scene in the moment, he wrapped her in a suit in a second or two. He was an adult and had never seen such scenes in social occasions. He could be indifferent and could not even remember those specific faces.

But why, the scenes and pictures of that night were so clear that he could even remember that day, after taking a shower, he wanted to be a beast but controlled it at the last moment.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Luo Yang, who suddenly realized something was wrong with Huo Yuan, hurriedly reached out to support him, but he pushed him away.

Huo Yuan rubbed his tired eyebrows and eyes. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, he pinched his finger bones and said, "Let them all get off work early today, don't wait for me." Huo Yuan spent almost all of these nights in the office, which made the employees under him tremble as if they were walking on thin ice, fearing that they would leave too early and make their boss unhappy.

Because the salary given by Huo is really something that ordinary companies cannot do.

Before leaving the office, Luo Yang looked at Huo Yuan with heavy eyes for a long time—

Finally he sent Huo Yuan a photo, and then he walked to Huo Yuan and said earnestly, "If I guessed correctly the picture I just sent you should be a scarf made by Miss Ruan himself, and she planned to serve as a birthday gift for you. She was afraid that she would not like it, so she asked me to refer to it."

"The style is quite old, but it is somewhat of a person's wish." After pursing his lips for a long time, Luo Yang let go again, "Although I don't know what happened between you and Miss Ruan, I think you will regret it if you lose her."

Huo Yuan, who has not read the text message yet: "?"

What scarf? Also, you seem to be teaching me how to do things?

Huo Yuan rarely uses private WeChat. He basically calls when he can call or asks Luo Yang to use a work machine to help him manage it. When he opens the private WeChat and sees a scarf woven with a black ball of wool, the man's heart suddenly becomes soft as tofu, and his amber eyes stare at him without blinking.

So this is a birthday gift Ruan Mingshu made for her? Then why didn't she give it to him? He went home that day quite early, but she was drunk and probably forgot.

Let your work numb yourself and thus clear your head of unhappiness with Ruan Mingshu.

When couples quarrel together, they always have some friction, so he apologized to the little girl next time. This relationship that is not love but has enough family affection can always be saved. Huo Yuan thought so.

After completing the work, it is rare that one day, he returned to the villa according to the normal schedule. Everything seemed normal. Until Huo Yuan changed into the pair of couple shoes handed over by Aunt Ji, he was stunned.

He was too busy before, so busy that he didn't even observe Ruan Mingshu's clear thoughts.

After rejecting the pair of cotton shoes he often wore in Aunt Ji's hand, he took the initiative to take another pair of ordinary but comfortable cotton shoes from the wardrobe. Then he asked Aunt Ji: "Have the meal been prepared?"

Aunt Ji nodded and then hurried into the kitchen to bring the hot dishes. Looking at the dishes in front of her, she was full of color, fragrance and taste, and was greedy for the children next door. Huo Yuan had no appetite, but he did not show it at all.

After picking up the bamboo chopsticks and tasting a few chopsticks, the deepest thought in his heart was that these dishes were not as delicious as Ruan Mingshu.

"Mr. Huo, isn't I delicious enough?" Seeing Huo Yuan not eating a few chopsticks, Aunt Ji was really worried about the long-term problem of working here.

Because this family paid a high salary and few jobs, it was really rare, and she really didn't want to lose this job.

But recently, Miss Ruan didn’t come back, and even Mr. Huo was rare to come back. She didn’t know who to give her food to her after she was ready to be served!

Although Huo Shao's family is rich, he will not waste it like this even if he has money.

"The taste is pretty good, but you can add a little chili. It's been cold recently." He was not used to the spicy taste, but now he has no idea how spicy he eats, so he probably has been used to Ruan Mingshu's skills.

Without appetite, Huo Yuan took a few bites of food and walked upstairs. He thought of going to the study to work, but for some reason, he walked into the bedroom where Ruan Mingshu lived.

The moment she reached out and touched the copper handrail and pushed open the door, the neat and new arrangement inside was presented in front of her. This was originally where her sister lived.

The pink bed and pure white wooden bedside table form a strong modern style. This house is one of the few modern designs in this villa, which does not match the overall new Chinese style, but the girls like it.

He still remembered the look of Ruan Mingshu when she stepped into this place for the first time. She was surprised and happy. She suppressed the joy in her heart and smiled politely at her, "Did you specially arranged this for me?"

At that time, Ruan Mingshu had almost no expression of his feelings for him, but looking at his moist and crystal eyes, he did not dare to tell the truth, but hid it, "As long as you like it."

Ruan Mingshu naturally felt that this was carefully arranged by him.

Looking around, Huo Yuan walked to the bedside table on the left, and then he saw a folded black scarf placed next to the pillow. He reached out and picked it up and pinched it in his hand. This scarf must have been knitted by the little girl Luo Yang said.

He put it on and tried it on his own. Huo Yuan suddenly felt that Ruan Mingshu had a good vision, and black suited him very much, and he also liked black.

The author has something to say: Ruan Mingshu: Of course I can support myself, so I don’t care about you!

Huo Yuan:...I give you all my money.

Ruan Mingshu: No!

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Chapter completed!