Ruan Yinyin suddenly froze: "What did you say? Brother, what did you say? Say it again!"

Ruan Mingchen stopped talking, adjusted the direction of his wheelchair and went out.

"You want to send me to a nursing home? You want to give up on me?! Why! Why do you all prefer Ruan Zhi!!! Are you afraid that I will share your property, Ruan Mingchen!!"

Ruan Yinyin rushed forward crazily, but was stopped directly without even taking a step forward.

Ruan Mingchen paused in pushing the wheelchair and turned his back to Ruan Yin Yin: "It's time for you to grow up, Ruan Yin Yin."

After that, he walked out without mercy.

Ruan Yin Yin's sharp scream came from behind, Ruan Mingchen seemed not to hear it and left straight away.

Ding Bo asked persistently: "If you do this, if the master and the old lady find out, will it happen..."

Ruan Mingchen's expression was cold: "If we don't send her to suffer some pain now, she will never grow up. I will talk to my grandparents."

Ding Bo sighed: "Master, the old lady only asked the master to save the young master this time, but she didn't even mention your legs..."

Ruan Mingchen clenched his hands tightly with a sinister look in his eyes. After a while, he slowly relaxed his hands again, with a cold look in his eyes: "My legs are not going to get better."

"But Master..."

"Go back to the house." Ruan Mingshen interrupted Ding Bo coldly.

After all, Ding Bo failed to say those words and pushed Ruan Mingchen back to the room with a sigh.

The afterglow of dusk in the evening still lingered, illuminating most of the sky. Ruan Mingchen was sitting in his wheelchair as quietly as a statue. There was no trace of humanity around him. He quietly watched the cars drive away outside the window with an unclear expression.

The sycamore trees at the door outside the house have lush leaves, and the silver Martha passes under the tree, leaving only a row of car exhaust that dissipates in the wind.

Song Qingyou was sitting in the car, feeling a thorn in her back in a daze, as if she was being stared at by some dark and poisonous snake in the abyss, and a chill arose.

She glanced out the window subconsciously. The car was going too fast and she didn't see anything.

Seeing her frowning, Yun Nian couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Song Qingyou shook her head: "Nothing."

Fu Bei, who was in front, glanced sideways at the back of the car: "Madam, be careful of the Ruan family."

"Why do you say that?" Song Qingyou was a little surprised.

Fu Bei has always been reticent and rarely takes the initiative to speak. He usually does what Song Qingyou says and does.

It was rare for him to take the initiative to remind him, and Song Qingyou was quite curious.

Fu Bei said calmly: "Ruan Mingchen is difficult to deal with."

Song Qingyou didn't expect that Fu Bei would remind her to pay attention to Ruan Mingchen. She and Ruan Mingchen had only a few interactions. If he hadn't previously released news that he wanted to marry her, Song Qingyou would not have remembered this person at all.

But Ruan Mingchen was indeed much more difficult to deal with than Ruan Yinyin. Song Qingyou thought for a moment and said, "Well, we probably won't have any interactions with the Ruan family in the future."

Fu Bei nodded.

Yun Nian touched his nose beside him: "Why do you feel that the water in the wealthy family is so deep?"

Fu Bei glanced at him and didn't bother to comment.

Song Qingyou coughed a few times, her voice a little hoarse: "It's just average."

Yun Nian stared at Song Qingyou for a few seconds without saying anything.

He couldn't imagine how such a weak girl could develop such a delicate heart. He was afraid that she had suffered countless hardships before.

Thinking of the Song family, Yun Nian felt that it was not the depth of the water, but the depth of the sea. It was simply a vast ocean with no bottom, only an abyss and no sunlight.

If Fu Wenzhou hadn't pulled her up from that sea area, Yun Nian really didn't know how Song Qingyou would have lived the rest of her life.

Perhaps once the purpose of revenge is accomplished, there will be no hope for survival.

Yun Nian took out a fruit from his arms and quietly handed it to Song Qingyou: "This is a honey fruit that grows in the mountains. Try it. It's delicious."

Song Qingyou lowered her eyes, her expression unclear, and said after a while: "How long has it been? Are you sure you can still eat it?"

Yun Nian: "...Isn't it? I eat it every day. This is the last one."

Yun Nian doubted himself because of what she said. He held the fruit and observed it carefully for a long time, but did not dare to eat it anymore: "What about...Fu Bei, can you eat it?"

He handed the fruit to Fu Bei eagerly, leaned half of his body forward, poked his head and asked him: "It's delicious, do you want to try it?"

Fu Bei didn't even look at him, and said in a deep voice: "Sit back."

Yun Nian was a little worried about Fu Bei. He was a boring gourd and had a strong aura. He was the second person he was afraid of after Fu Wenzhou.

He had no choice but to sit back. The moment he took his hand back, Fu Bei reached out and took the fruit in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. Yun Nian was so quick that he didn't even react.

Yun Nian smiled coquettishly: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"It's broken, sour." Fu Bei commented in three words stingily.

Yun Nian patted his chest: "Sister Qingyou, luckily we didn't eat."

Song Qingyou: "..." Then we can't let Fu Bei eat it...

The car drove safely all the way to Xunzui.

Song Qingyou had been here once before and felt that the decoration was luxurious and smelled of money.

There was no such big commotion during the trial opening before, but it was officially opened today. As soon as I walked in, the first floor was full of people, and everyone gathered around the center of the dance floor to dance excitedly.

Someone was waiting at the door. When he saw Song Qingyou, he immediately stepped forward to greet her: "Miss Song, Mr. Gu asked me to wait for you here. Can I take you in?"

"Wait a moment." Song Qingyou nodded to the waiter, then turned to greet the two people in the car window: "Send Yun Nian back first, and then pick up Fu Wenzhou and me."

Fu Bei: "Okay."

Yun Nian lay at the window and begged: "Sister Qingyou, I want to go too..."

Song Qingyou covered her lips and coughed twice: "No, you are still underage and cannot enter or leave the bar. Fu Bei, drive."

Yun Nian wanted to say something more, but the car had already started, and Fu Bei drove very fast, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

Song Qingyou followed the waiter to the second floor.

But I didn't expect to meet Xu Qingran at the corner.

She was arguing with the person opposite her. The volume was not too loud, but Song Qingyou could hear it from this direction.

"Why do you want to fire me? Is there something I didn't do well? Even if you fire me, you should pay me the wages I breached. We signed a contract!"

The foreman said impatiently: "You have only worked for a few days and you want us to compensate you for one month's salary. Do you think this is possible? Why don't you go and grab it? And you are part-time, so we can fire you at any time.

I advise you not to continue making trouble here and leave immediately."
Chapter completed!