Ruan Xiaoru's face changed slightly, obviously he didn't expect her to respond like this.
Suddenly, the surrounding atmosphere became a bit depressing and silent.
"Mom, your life is your own. Don't always listen to the wind or the rain. It's too tiring."
Yang Yuheng turned around, exuding a cool aura, but his voice was low and serious: "I don't want to cause trouble over nothing."
Jian Xing on the side was slightly startled, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Was he defending her?
"Still not leaving?"
When Yang Yuheng saw Jian Xing was stunned and didn't move, he lightly reminded him: "Is something wrong?"
Jian Xing came back to his senses, twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and walked out directly.
Ruan Xiaoru looked at the two figures walking out, his old face was indescribably wonderful!
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"What do you think your mother is talking about?"
Jian Xing was walking and suddenly tilted her head and looked at him.
My heart skipped a beat and I felt a strange feeling!
What exactly does he want to know?
The two people returned home one after another.
So where did she get the money?
Jian Xing blinked and looked at him with bright eyes: "Can't I have the ability to make money?"
Yang Yuheng glanced at her indifferently, took the bag in her hand, and slightly opened his thin lips: "Why do you care so much? Just be yourself."
Jian Xing and Yang Yuheng were sitting at the dinner table eating noodles, and the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.
Jian Xing took a deep breath and took out the meat and vegetables from the bag.
When I came back to my senses and saw someone's deep expression, my heart trembled slightly and I subconsciously turned my face away from him.
"What do you think?"
"Why is this money useless?"
But when she thought of her so-called system mission, Jian Xing's mood suddenly became complicated and contradictory!
It turned out that he was holding a book in one hand and money in the other, and his expression was indescribable.
Jian Xing's brain went blank for a moment. What was he going to do?
With this thought, Jian Xing stopped worrying about anything, shrugged and continued walking forward.
Shouldn't he be the one to clean up this bowl and chopsticks?
in the room:
Yang Yuheng sat at the desk, looking at a book on the table, paused for a moment, then picked it up and opened it to read.
"Do you think we need to buy a refrigerator?"
Suddenly, she stood up and wanted to go out to the yard to enjoy the breeze, but was startled by the figure in front of her, and instinctively fell back on the chair.
Damn, what does he mean?
Why do you think there is something in his words?
The next second, Jian Xing shook his head, sneered, and continued to clear the dishes!
About half an hour later:
How about buying a refrigerator another day?
Jian Xing checked the time and was too lazy to prepare too much food, so he suggested, "How about cooking some noodles tonight?"
Jian Xing looked at the cold and indifferent face in front of him, his expression was a little dazed, and an inexplicable thought flashed through his mind, was he really a child of the Yang family?
Yang Yuheng put down his chopsticks and looked at her thoughtfully: "But we won't be at home long!"
Anyway, I just can’t describe this complicated feeling!
When Jian Xing returned to the room, he saw someone standing in front of the desk, seemingly looking at something?
"What are you doing?"
Yang Yuheng's face was calm, but his whole body exuded an aura of elegance and dignity.
Looking at someone in front of her, she couldn't help complaining: "You scared me!"
This sounds like it makes sense!
"That's not what I meant!"
Doesn’t he have his Bai Yueguang in his heart?
Does the fact that he said these words prove that he wants to live with her for the rest of his life?
No, impossible!
As a result, a few familiar banknotes fell out of the book.
"Buy it if you think it's necessary."
Jian Xing paused for a moment, then stepped forward out of curiosity.
"You...what are you doing?"
Jian Xing's eyes flickered and she looked at him pretending to be confused.
"Can."
Just when he was about to finish eating, Jian Xing looked at Yang Yuheng and said, "It might be better to stock up on food."
There is nothing, how to store these things?
Jian Xing: "..."
"ah?"
"What do you think?"
The next second, she felt a breath of moxibustion heat on her face, and a low and hoarse voice sounded in her ears: "We are husband and wife, don't you think there are some things we should be honest with each other?"
However, looking at the empty kitchen, I felt inexplicably depressed.
Jian Xing pursed his lips, looked at him innocently, shrugged, and sat down on the chair next to him.
"Why didn't I talk properly?"
Yang Yuheng nodded lightly and returned to the room.
Jian Xing: "..."
Yang Yuheng stood up, looked at her deeply, raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Think about it carefully!" and walked out.
Yang Yuheng pressed his hands on the handles on both sides of the chair, imprisoning Jian Xing between the chair and his arms, and the atmosphere instantly became a little ambiguous.
"What truth?"
"You think about things so much that you can't blame me?"
No, she wants him to fall in love with her, not herself to be attracted to him!
Thinking of this, Jian Xing felt a little depressed, and her brows became Sichuan-shaped.
Suddenly, she stopped again and pursed her lips in depression. Why did he leave?
"ah?"
"you guess."
After a slight pause, Jian Xing shook his head helplessly and began to prepare the ingredients for cooking noodles.
Jian Xing was stunned for a moment and looked at him in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Thinking of this, Yang Yuheng felt a strange feeling in his heart, a little uncomfortable, but also seemed to have a trace of pity.
Yang Yuheng looked at her faintly, meaning: "Also, I have always forgotten to ask you, where did the money you advanced for my father come from?"
Jian Xing blinked, unable to recover.
The next second, he frowned slightly, bent down to pick up the banknotes, and fell into deep thought.
Yang Yuheng looked at her disinterested look and frowned slightly: "Speak carefully!"
In the past few days, he thought that the money she spent on shopping was the money he left behind, but he didn't expect that the five banknotes were intact in the book.
Yang Yuheng looked at her brisk figure and didn't know what he thought of. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his mood seemed to be getting better.
Well, if you are going to stay for a long time, buying a refrigerator is a must-have appliance. After all, I don’t have time to go to the vegetable market every day to buy food!
But……
Yang Yuheng looked at her for a long time, then opened his thin lips slightly: "Don't you plan to tell me the truth?"
What should she do now?
Yang Yuheng saw that she didn't speak, but her expression was changing all the time. She couldn't help but frown slightly. What did she mean?
Could it be that after so many days, she has been thinking about divorcing him?
Is it because she really likes someone else?
When such a thought appeared, Yang Yuheng's stern face seemed to be coated with a thin layer of frost, and he squinted his eyes slightly to look at her!
"say!"
He pursed his lips, but his tone suddenly became cold and sharp: "Does your so-called liking mean to vent your anger on me?"
Jian Xing had a look of astonishment on his face, as a flock of crows seemed to fly overhead, cawing.
