A week later, Ruan Xingwan completely settled down.
This is a small city, far less prosperous and prosperous than Nancheng, with its bright lights, but precisely because it has not been urbanized, it still retains its unique flavor of small bridges and flowing water, and the neighbors take good care of each other, making it very suitable for living.
When she called Pei Shanshan, the latter was surprised and didn't understand why she left suddenly.
As early as after the divorce, Ruan Xingwan had always wanted to live in a place where no one knew her, but she had been delayed by various things. If it hadn't been for this time, Zhou Cishen had given her a reason to escape.
She may not be able to make up her mind yet.
It's nice here, the air is good, the sunshine is good, and everyone is warm and kind.
She has also communicated with Lin Si. If she has any problems at work, she can contact her on the phone. Fortunately, she basically only needs to come up with designs now and just send the electronic files directly.
It's just that Ruan Xingwan doesn't know how long the new leisure and quietness can last. She also knows very well that it will be easy for Zhou Cishen to find her.
He didn't kill her, maybe it was the last trace of kindness in his heart that awakened his conscience.
Ruan Xingwan likes to sit on a bench by the river every afternoon, wait until the last ray of sunset sets, and then slowly walk back.
Her landlord is an old lady with a somewhat weird temper. She looks like she is in her forties or fifties, but she always dresses like she is in her seventies or eighties. She speaks coldly, doesn't like to smile, and is not keen on square dancing.
My favorite activity is reading a financial newspaper every day.
Although Ruan Xingwan was a little curious, she had never asked. The landlord lived on the first floor and she lived on the second floor. It could be said that they did not disturb each other.
After returning, Ruan Xingwan called into the house: "Aunt Xu, I bought a bouquet of flowers. Is there a vase that can be put in it?"
A cold female voice came from the house: "Look for it in the yard."
In the small yard, there were many miscellaneous small bottles and jars. Ruan Xingwan found one just big enough to put the flowers down. After watering the flowers, Xu Yue came out with a tray: "Your food is in there, go there by yourself."
take."
Ruan Xingwan smiled and said: "Thank you."
Although they said they would not interfere with each other when they signed the contract, Aunt Xu would do her share every day when cooking.
Sitting at the dining table, Ruan Xingwan licked his lips and praised sincerely: "Aunt Xu, the food you cook is so delicious."
Xu Yue glanced at her: "You are the first person to say that my cooking is delicious."
"ah?
But I really think it’s delicious?”
Ruan Xingwan took a sip of the fish soup and said, "If anyone says that the food you cook is not delicious, I will be the first to disagree."
Xu Yue laughed silently: "My son said that eating the food I cook is worse than eating tree bark. I didn't expect you to think so highly of me."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
This tone really deserves a beating.
Ruan Xingwan asked smoothly: "Does Aunt Xu's son come back often?"
Xu Yue paused while eating, and then said after a while: "I haven't seen him in many years."
"Aunt Xu's craftsmanship must have improved a lot over the years. If your son eats your cooking again, he will definitely not be able to say such things."
Xu Yue smiled self-deprecatingly: "Forget it, he can't say anything good with his mouth. He hates me right now. How could he eat the food I cooked?"
Ruan Xingwan shook his head gently: "No, there is no deep hatred between mother and son. Even if there is any misunderstanding, just let it go."
Now that she is pregnant with her child, Ruan Xingwan is more and more able to understand the feeling of being a mother. There is no mother in the world who does not want her child to be well, and would even give everything for it.
Xu Yue said: "You know again."
"I just know it."
"Then why did you run away from home? Didn't you have a quarrel with your parents?"
This time, it was Ruan Xingwan's turn to pause for a few seconds.
Xu Yue looked away: "I'm just asking casually. If you don't want to say anything, forget it."
Ruan Xingwan smiled lightly: "I didn't quarrel with my parents. My mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to my younger brother. I was only three or four years old at that time, and I had long forgotten what she looked like.
I’m not running away from home this time, I just want to live in a new environment.”
Xu Yue served her another bowl of fish soup: "Okay, I don't want to hear those messy things, let's eat."
At night, Ruan Xingwan lay on the bed, looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, unable to sleep.
She suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten something very important.
Ruan Xingwan took out the phone card from the drawer and hesitated for a long time before dialing a number.
The phone was not answered until it was almost finished ringing. Her voice was very soft: "Mr. Zhou, it's me."
"explain."
The man's voice was hoarse and sleepy, obviously he was woken up from his sleep.
Ruan Xingwan grabbed the quilt, resisted his coming cynicism, and tentatively spoke: "Mr. Zhou, I know I violated our agreement, but I really promise that I will never appear in front of you again.
Regarding my brother, I want to ask you..."
"Ask me for something."
Ruan Xingwan gritted his teeth and said, "I know this request is shameless, but I think Mr. Zhou will agree to it."
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Cishen sneered: "You know you are shameless, how can you still say such a thing?"
"Mr. Zhou misunderstood me about the designer competition three years ago. I know that Mr. Zhou regretted knowing the truth of the matter, which is why Zhou supported Designer Shengguang.
I don’t want this opportunity. If Mr. Zhou really wants to make up for it, just..."
Zhou Cishen interrupted her: "Didn't you reject it a long time ago?"
Ruan Xingwan opened his eyes and told lies: "At that time, I didn't know Mr. Zhou's good intentions. Only now do I understand. I hope Mr. Zhou won't argue with people like me."
"..." Zhou Ci was silent for a while before saying, "You are right in your assessment of yourself, you are quite shameless."
Ruan Xingwan pursed her lips and did not retort: "Then I will treat it as President Zhou's agreement?"
Zhou Cishen said calmly: "You can do it, or I can't agree."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Can't this bitch man say a human word?
Soon, Zhou Cishen said again: "Ruan Xingwan, if you call me in the middle of the night next time, don't ever think that I will agree to any of your requests."
She said quickly: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"Is there anything else?"
Ruan Xingwan looked out the window and said after a few seconds: "It's okay. Goodbye, Mr. Zhou. I wish you a sweet dream."
Before she hung up the phone, Zhou Cishen's voice came: "Don't you wish me to have no descendants this time?"
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Dog men are quite vindictive.
She smiled and said: "What did Mr. Zhou say? How can cutting off children and grandchildren be a blessing? Of course I wish you a long life, a family full of children and grandchildren, and the same family for five generations..."