After dinner, Ruan Xingwan was about to go back to his room when Zhou Junnian said: "Xingwan, come with me to the garden for a walk."
Ruan Xingwan paused slightly, then nodded: "Okay."
At this time, the sky was not completely dark yet. The whole sky was gray, with black clouds gathering together. The air was very dull, and it was likely to rain heavily at night.
Just as she was looking into the distance, Zhou Junnian's voice sounded: "You're not used to living here."
Ruan Xingwan looked away, pursed her lips, and did not deny it.
Zhou Junnian added: "My father has a very stubborn temper. It may take some time to convince him. Xingwan, during this time, I can only wrong you."
Ruan Xingwan was silent and said: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, I understand the feeling of being trapped in a place and unable to get out."
Zhou Junnian looked at the dark sky, "But you don't have to worry too much, Cishen won't leave you alone."
"He won't care about me."
Zhou Cishen said that once the Zhou family discovers that she is pregnant, she must bear any consequences herself.
In fact, what he said was not wrong. She was the one who insisted on giving birth to the child, and it had nothing to do with him if anything went wrong.
Zhou Junnian smiled lightly and shook his head, and said slowly: "Ci Shen's temper often comes and goes quickly. And in this case, he also needs time to arrange other things. Give him some time."
Ruan Xingwan looked at Zhou Junnian and suddenly felt a little pity.
Zhou Junnian is so outstanding, almost impeccable, in terms of temper, character, and conversation.
If he hadn't been in a car accident, what kind of glory would he have been.
In fact, even if Zhou Junnian can only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, there are still many girls who like him, but he seems to have trapped himself.
After a while, Ruan Xingwan said: "Mr. Zhou, it's going to rain. Let's go back."
Zhou Junnian nodded: "Let's go."
…
Lying on the bed, looking at the completely unfamiliar environment, Ruan Xingwan couldn't sleep at all.
The heavy rain came as expected, and the raindrops hit the windows, making a dull and dense sound like drums. In this quiet room, it seemed extremely noisy.
What was even more uncomfortable was that Ruan Xingwan discovered that she was hungry.
This is really terrible.
She lifted the quilt and sat up, looking out the dark window in trance.
Even so, it couldn't stop the little one in his belly from protesting.
Just when Ruan Xingwan was hesitating and struggling whether to secretly go downstairs to find something to eat, a bright white light flashed outside the window, making her unable to open her eyes for a moment.
It's so late and it's raining heavily. Who is coming?
As far as she knew, no one in the Zhou family had gone out.
After this interruption, Ruan Xingwan retracted the idea of going downstairs to find something to eat. Forget it, just bear with it.
She asked the kitchen tomorrow if they could give her some snacks and fruit.
Ruan Xingwan pulled the quilt to cover his head and rubbed his belly again, trying to make the little guy behave better.
After a while, Ruan Xingwan heard footsteps coming from the corridor, but the footsteps seemed to stop at her door.
Ruan Xingwan was stunned. She didn't know why, but she suddenly had a premonition that the person coming would be...
She quickly got up, kicked on her slippers to the door, and quickly opened the door.
But when she saw the people outside, the hope and light in her heart disappeared little by little.
Lin Zhiyi looked at her and smiled slightly: "Miss Ruan."
Ruan Xingwan was silent before saying, "Why is Miss Lin here?"
Lin Zhiyi lifted the thermos bucket in her hand: "I thought you would be hungry easily because you were pregnant, but it might be inconvenient for you here, so I will bring you some food."
Ruan Xingwan pursed her lips and did not pick it up.
Lin Zhiyi explained: "I basically stayed with Sister Ji Ran when she was pregnant, so I have some understanding of these things."
"Thank you, Miss Lin, for your kindness. No need."
As if aware of her thoughts, Lin Zhiyi said: "Miss Ruan, what I said today was not to take away your child, but... in that case, I could only say that to reassure my uncle.
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After the child is born, whether he will follow you or follow Cishen, I will not interfere with your decision."
Ruan Xingwan said: "Miss Lin, you misunderstood me."
Lin Zhiyi was a little surprised: "Oh?"
"Anyway, I am Zhou Cishen's ex-wife. To Miss Lin, I am also the culprit who stole your beloved man. Miss Lin does not need to be so nice to me."
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi smiled: "Miss Ruan, I said, I only trust you who I know, and we are friends. Friends should help each other, right?"
Ruan Xingwan pursed her lips and said nothing.
If there is anyone in the world that she is most afraid of owing, it is probably Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi took her hand and stuffed the thermos bucket in: "Take it, it's not in vain for me to come here."
Lin Zhiyi added: "If you feel bored here, you can also call me and I will accompany you. Or if you have anything you want, you can tell me and I will bring it to you.
I have come to Zhou's house before, and my aunt and uncle wouldn't say anything."
"Miss Lin..."
"You don't need to thank me, these are all of my own free will."
Lin Zhiyi said, smiled at her before leaving.
Ruan Xingwan took the thermos bucket, exhaled, and turned back to the room.
She sat on the sofa, thought for a while, and finally opened the thermos bucket, but when she saw what was inside, she felt slightly lost in thought.
…
After Lin Zhiyi got in the car, she looked at the man next to her: "I've seen Miss Ruan, she should be fine."
Zhou Cishen's face was cold: "What does she have to do with me?"
Lin Zhiyi said: "Cishen, in fact, you still care about Miss Ruan in your heart, otherwise why would you be worried that she would be hungry at night and specially give her..."
Fortunately, she went to find him at night, otherwise Zhou Cishen would have delivered the thermos bucket to Ruan Xingwan today.
Zhou Cishen interrupted her lightly: "It's a gift for someone."
Lin Zhiyi didn't ask who it was for, but she didn't expect to get any answer that would make her happy.
Half an hour later, the black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of Lin's house.
Lin Zhiyi reached out to push the car door. After a few seconds, she turned back and said, "Cishen, do you want to go in and meet my dad?"
Zhou Cishen's voice was neither cold nor indifferent: "It's getting late, your father should have rested already."
Lin Zhiyi heard that he was refusing, so she smiled and said, "It's okay, we are getting married soon anyway, and there will be many opportunities for you and him to meet in the future."
As soon as Lin Zhiyi got out of the car, the servant waiting at the door came over holding an umbrella.