Chapter five hundred and forty third you perfunctory me
Chapter 543 You are perfunctory with me
Ruan Xingwan paused for a few seconds before saying: "You also said, they are all little girls, maybe he likes them, maybe..."
"Maybe it's a boy?"
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
"Not really, his sexual orientation is normal."
Xu Wanxiao: "I know, I'm just joking, but your brother is really good-looking, a top student, and has such a smart mind. Anyone would like him, so you don't have to worry so much."
After all, this was Ruan Chen's own business. Ruan Xingwan didn't hesitate to tell him the truth and nodded gently.
After a while, Ruan Xingwan said again: "Do you have any other work arrangements in the future?"
Xu Wan said: "I haven't had much to do these days. I'm probably on a variety show. I'm going to be filming a movie in two months."
With Xu Wan chatting here, Ruan Xingwan won't be too bored.
Unknowingly, the afternoon passed quickly.
Seeing Zhou Cishen coming, Xu Wan sneaked away in a hurry.
Zhou Cishen walked into the ward: "What did she tell you?"
"Nothing, just a casual chat."
Ruan Xingwan said, "When can I be discharged from the hospital tomorrow?"
"Afternoon, I have a meeting in the morning."
Ruan Xingwan said: "Then you are busy, I can do it myself."
Zhou Cishen was unmoved: "You can't leave until I come."
She couldn't help but mutter: "What kind of overlord clause?"
Zhou Cishen said slowly: "Maybe I can ask your brother to help you go through the discharge procedures."
Ruan Xingwan threw the pillow behind him at him: "Be a human being."
The man stretched out his hand to catch it, and the corners of his lips curled up: "I have good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
"I don't even want to hear it."
"Forget it."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
After being silent for a while, she looked at Zhou Cishen and said, "That's what you said."
"Don't you want to hear it?"
Ruan Xingwan smashed another pillow over.
A smile appeared in Zhou Ci's dark eyes and he stopped teasing her: "In the past two days, the assets under Zhao Jing's name have been transferred to multiple overseas accounts."
"Is this...good news or bad news?"
"bad news."
Zhou Cishen said, "It means that Zhao Jing is planning to run away. Once he leaves Nancheng, all the traps he once set will fall on Lin's head."
Ruan Xingwan frowned and continued to ask: "What about the good news?"
"The good news is that Zhao Jing is now involved in a criminal case of deliberate murder and is restricted from leaving the country."
Ruan Xingwan was slightly stunned: "Deliberate murder?"
Zhou Cishen said calmly: "Do you still remember Li Feng?"
"Remember, but he is not..."
"The murderer has never been found in his case, so it is just right to restrain Zhao Jing."
Ruan Xingwan raised his lips: "Did you do it?"
Zhou Ci raised his eyebrows: "Although I really want to receive your admiring eyes, unfortunately, it has nothing to do with me."
Ruan Xingwan was too lazy to pay attention to him.
After a while, Zhou Cishen said again: "He will leave tomorrow afternoon. Do you want to see him off?"
Ruan Xingwan pursed her lips slightly: "Let's forget it. Where do I stand?"
"It's easy if you want a reason?"
Zhou Cishen spoke slowly, "As a partner, it is reasonable for me to see him off.
As my wife, isn't it right for you to accompany me?"
"……thank you."
"You're welcome. As your husband, this is what I should do."
Ruan Xingwan got into the quilt: "I don't know, just let me think about it and stop talking!"
After she finished speaking, there was indeed no sound outside.
After Ruan Xingwan was sullen in the quilt for a while, he poked his head out and saw Zhou Cishen sitting on the sofa reading documents, so he said, "Give me the pillow."
Zhou Cishen gently raised his eyes to look at her, said nothing, raised his chin slightly, and motioned for her to come and get it.
Ruan Xingwan got out of bed and walked over. As soon as she picked up the pillow next to her, her wrist was grabbed. The next second, she fell into the man's warm arms.
Before she could make a sound, her vision went dark, her lips were blocked, the man's big palm clasped the back of her head, and the tip of his tongue penetrated, deepening the kiss.
After the kiss ended, Ruan Xingwan was out of breath and feeling dizzy. She raised her hand to his chest and almost couldn't hold her tongue straight: "You...you suddenly acted like a gangster."
Zhou Cishen put his hands around her waist and rubbed her carefully: "You didn't let me talk, didn't you?"
"You are so understanding and don't say anything."
"if not."
Ruan Xingwan patted his hand: "Let go, I'm going to sleep."
"What time is it, can you sleep?"
Ruan Xingwan said without changing his expression: "I closed my eyes and fell asleep."
Zhou Cishen snorted softly: "Don't sleep, I'll find something for you to do."
"This is the hospital, you..."
Zhou Cishen said amusedly: "What happened to the hospital?"
"If you engage in pornography in such a sacred and solemn place as the hospital, you will be arrested."
Zhou Cishen: "..."
He said: "If you say this, it will make me doubt the nature of your work."
Ruan Xingwan: "?"
Zhou Cishen pulled out a blank piece of paper from the document and gave it to her: "Don't you remember what you owe me?"
"According to what you said, I owe you a lot. I don't know what you are referring to."
"It's good to know that you owe me a lot."
Ruan Xingwan looked at the pen he handed over and vaguely knew what he wanted. She declined politely: "It's not good, I'm still a patient now. I can't do such mental work, so I'd better wait..."
"
Ruan Xingwan just wanted to run back to the hospital bed when he was pulled back by Zhou Cishen.
He said: "I'm right in front of you, why bother?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "Hey, why am I starting to feel dizzy while talking? Please help me call a doctor."
Zhou Cishen looked at her expressionlessly.
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
After struggling for a few seconds, she still compromised and took the pen from his hand.
In the past, every time he drew Zhou Cishen, he would do it secretly, and his emotions would be there. But now he was sitting in front of her, staring at her and letting her draw. This huge sense of oppression made it impossible to draw anything.
Ruan Xingwan said: "Then let go and I'll sit across from you. I won't be able to draw like this."
Zhou Cishen let go of his hand.
Ruan Xingwan got up quickly, sat on the bed with a pen and paper, and sat facing him. He tried several times but couldn't put down the pen, and finally started to bite the end of the pen.
Seeing this, Zhou Cishen frowned and said, "Dirty."
Ruan Xingwan coughed and adjusted his posture: "Don't move, I'm going to start painting, and don't talk, it will disturb my creation.
Inspiration is a thing that disappears once it is disturbed."
"Um."
After hearing his agreement, Ruan Xingwan's lips curled up imperceptibly, and he quickly drew on the paper.
Within five minutes, she put down her pen and said, "Okay."
Zhou Cishen didn't believe it: "So fast?
You are perfunctory with me."
"I'm sleepy, sleepy, go to sleep, good night."
With that said, Ruan Xingwan put the painting under the pillow and closed his eyes.