The manager hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to answer or why Mr. Zhou would take care of this matter. He also asked last time and knew that Xiao Ruan needed money, so he didn't say anything...
Zhou Cishen's face was cold and he already knew the answer: "Get out."
"Yes Yes."
The manager breathed a sigh of relief and left quickly, as if he had been through hell and finally managed to save his life.
After the door of the private room was closed, Jiang Yan said, "Did your brother-in-law sell the admission letter?"
Zhou Cishen looked over expressionlessly.
Jiang Yan quickly changed his words and corrected him strictly: "Your ex-wife's brother."
Zhou Cishen looked away, poured a glass of wine, and said calmly: "It has nothing to do with me."
Hearing this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but clicked his tongue. If it really didn't matter, he wouldn't have called Twilight's manager here without any guessing.
At this time, Lin Nan knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Zhou, husband... Miss Ruan's father has followed you here. He is clamoring to see you and said that the creditor gave him three days to pay back the money."
Zhou Cishen didn't even raise his head, and said in a cold tone: "Let him go."
"……yes."
Lin Nan left, and the door of the private room was closed again. Zhou Cishen's knuckled fingers held the quilt, and his handsome features seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, making it difficult to see any emotions: "You still think I am
Do you like her?"
Jiang Yan was stunned: "What?"
"Three years ago she gave up the opportunity to go to Paris for money. Three years later, her brother gave up the admission notice for money. What do I like about people like them who are only interested in profit?"
"Then...it happens for a reason, right?"
Zhou Cishen sneered: "No matter what the reason is, a person who has given up on his own future still expects to be pitied by others."
…
At home, Ruan Xingwan hung up the phone, and Pei Shanshan came over with snacks in her arms, her face full of envy: "It's great, I also want to have a younger brother who is the provincial champion. Men can't be relied on, but in the future I can at least rely on my younger brother.
Xiaochen, what did he tell you on the phone?"
Ruan Xingwan smiled: "He said that he will start school tomorrow and will have military training for half a month. He asked me to take care of myself."
"Yeah, why did I forget about military training? It's like a nightmare."
Pei Shanshan thought for a while, "How about we send Xiaochen to school tomorrow? We can also take a good tour of his school and see if there are any handsome brothers in their dormitory."
"..." Ruan Xingwan said, "Let's forget it, Xiao Chen doesn't want us to go."
Pei Shanshan lay on her bed: "Yes, his character can be stubborn sometimes, just like you. Let's wait until we have the opportunity to go again."
After a while, Ruan Xingwan asked softly: "Is Li Ang still looking for you recently?"
"I have blocked his contact information a long time ago. He is probably having a great time with Yang Jiaojiao's green tea and white lotus. I wish them a long and prosperous life together and a happy death."
Ruan Xingwan was silent: "Then if... Li Ang's mother invites you to attend her birthday party, will you go?"
Pei Shanshan sneered: "Go, why don't you go? I want to tell his mother in front of his relatives and friends that she has raised a piece of trash that is worse than a pig or a dog, and then print the bad things about the two of them on the
On the flyer, every relative and friend present will have a copy."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
She sighed and forget it.
There is no reference value.
Moreover, Zhong Xian's attitude is very strong, and it seems that she doesn't have to go if she doesn't want to.
Their whole family is like this, they are used to criticizing others from a subjective perspective, and they are also used to forcing others to do things they don't like to do.
Maybe the world of rich people is so unreasonable and self-righteous.
In the afternoon of the next day, Ruan Xingwan was drawing a design when she received an unknown number: "Miss Ruan, I am here to pick you up on my wife's order to attend her birthday party. Would you like to go downstairs by yourself or should I go up?"
?”
Ruan Xingwan pursed her lips: "I'll come down by myself, please wait a moment."
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the untouched envelope on the table, took a deep breath, then stood up and left with his things.
Downstairs, a middle-aged man looked at Ruan Xingwan: "Is this what Miss Ruan is going to wear?"
Ruan Xingwan wore loose clothes and put on light makeup out of politeness. She said: "I went to say happy birthday to Mrs. Zhou, returned her things to her and left."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and opened the car door for her without saying anything more.
Zhong Xian's birthday party was held at the Zhou family's old house. Different from the deserted house in the past, there were many luxury cars of all kinds in the old house today, and there was a lot of excitement as guests came and went.
Ruan Xingwan got out of the car, looked at this place that was incompatible with her, and lowered her eyes.
She turned around, only to find that the middle-aged man she had brought had disappeared at some point.
And she could only see Zhong Xian through this courtyard where distinguished guests gathered.
Now that things have come to a point, Ruan Xingwan already understands the true meaning of Zhong Xian's invitation to her. Only when she sees the gap between her and them will she not try to get things that don't belong to her.
Every step she took today made her feel more awake.
Ruan Xingwan clenched her fists and walked inside step by step.
The guests around her were all dressed up. Seeing her dressed like this, many people looked at her sideways and discussed in low voices.
Some of these people recognized her as Zhou Cishen's wife, while others had no idea who she was.
After walking through the courtyard, Ruan Xingwan stopped and stood at the door, his lips slightly pursed.
At this time, a gentle male voice suddenly came from behind her: "Xingwan?"
Ruan Xingwan turned his head: "Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Junnian smiled faintly and maneuvered the wheelchair towards her: "Did you come with Cishen?"
Ruan Xingwan shook his head: "I'm here to see Mrs. Zhou."
Hearing this, Zhou Junnian was a little surprised.
Ruan Xingwan took out the envelope from his bag: "It would be nice to see Mr. Zhou here. Please help me give this to Mrs. Zhou, and I won't go in."
"This..." Zhou Junnian didn't reach out to pick it up, but just asked, "Has my mother been looking for you?
Because of An An’s matter?”
"Yes, Ji Huai and I are just friends. We have no relationship other than that. There is really no need for Mrs. Zhou to do this."
Zhou Junnian looked around and said slowly: "It's a rare opportunity for you to come here. Don't leave in a hurry. Push me to the back and walk around."
He had made such a request, and Ruan Xingwan had no choice but to refuse. He could only put the envelope into his bag again and push Zhou Junnian towards the garden behind.
The further you go there, the fewer people there are.
Zhou Junnian suddenly said: "I guess you must be very curious now, why did my mother not object when you married Cishen, but instead caused trouble for you because of the marriage between An An and Ji Huai?"