Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

Fu Zhihuan raised his eyes and looked at Xie Yanchi in front of him, hummed, and said calmly, "I know."

"Actually, I've never believed in promises. Many times what I say today may be reversed tomorrow, but I hope you won't."

Xie Yanchi snorted lightly, leaned against the table, and lowered her eyelids lazily.

It took a long time before he raised his eyelashes and said in a low voice: "But if you dare to apologize to her, I will take you with me as hard as I can."

Fu Zhihuan looked at him calmly, with more seriousness in his eyes that used to be emotionless.

After a long time, he spit out a word with great solemnity: "Okay."

Both of them are understanding people, they don't need any twists and turns, and they don't need any impassioned speeches.

"Okay, I won't hold you anymore."

Xie Yanchi laughed lazily when she saw it, straightened up, yawned slowly, and waved her hand, "Go find Wen Ruan, she will find you all over the world later. "

Fu Zhihuan smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Then closed her eyes and shouted slowly: "Thank you cousin."

"..." Xie Yanchi was shouted like that, goosebumps all over his body.

It was the first time that someone called my brother so unhappy.

"

…gift?

When Fu Zhihuan found Wen Ruan, she was lying in a chair, listening to something with headphones on, without even raising her head.

But the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and the two shallow pear eddies were particularly clear.

“Looking at the gift that Xie Yanchi gave you?”

Fu Zhihuan sat down in front of her, remembering what Xie Yanchi said just now, so he asked casually, "What is it?"

Wen Ruan raised her head subconsciously when she heard Fu Zhihuan's voice.

Hearing him ask this, she smiled deeper in her eyes, cleared her throat, and asked tentatively, "Do you really want to know?"

Looking at Wen Ruan's smiling face, Fu Zhihuan already felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, in the next second, Wen Ruan simply unplugged the headphones, and then turned the volume key to the maximum—

First is Fu Zhihuan's voice:

"Wen Ruan at your place?"

"I want to pick up the little girl from you."

…Isn’t this a **** recording of Wen Ruan’s call to Xie Yanchi on the day he ran away from home?

It was followed by Xie Yanchi's voice:

"I ask you, you are carrying so many things. Where is Wen Ruan in your heart?"

Fu Zhihuan in the recording hardly paused, and solemnly said word by word: "She will always be ahead of me."

Then the recording was cut off.

There is also a title on the recording file - "The First Season of Fu Zhihuan's Search for People"

Wen Ruan was very moved: "I can hear your sincerity in the voice and tone of you suppressing pain and carrying these forbearances!"

Fu Zhihuan: "…Thank you."

Not very impressed.

He lowered his eyes and was attracted by the title "Fu Zhihuan Searching for People Season 1".

…Absolutely.

Is there a second season?

The next second, Xie Yanchi's message suddenly jumped out:

[Pay 10,000 to listen to the second season immediately. 】

"..." Fu Zhihuan was silent.

How did Xie Yanchi develop the habit of saving recordings at any time?

However, at this moment, Wen Ruan folded her arms and raised her chin proudly, as if she had finally pulled a game back: "Tell me, when did you think about me badly? ?"

Fu Zhihuan laughed dumbly, reached out and squeezed her face, then touched her chin and thought for a while, then said, "Ten years ago..."

"Who are you lying to?" Wen Ruan turned her head angrily, took a few steps to the side, and said, "I was in high school ten years ago, and I don't know each other."

Wen Ruan snorted softly: "What do you say?"

He said-

"It started with you."

Although the preparations for the engagement banquet were indeed rough, after the opening, everything went smoothly.

Before putting on the engagement ring, however, there was a little interlude.

Because the time control is not good enough, the host may be a little nervous, and when the atmosphere is active, he smiled and said: "But I heard that this is the first time for Mr. Fu and Miss Wen. Second engagement banquet?"

It really is a pot that cannot be opened and lifted.

Many of the people present were onlookers who had been passionately eating melons before, and they were very clear about the two of them.

Especially a few months ago, Wen Ruan was still abusing his fiancé with passion, and even released the rhetoric that he would rather marry the little brother of the stinky tofu stall, and threw the engagement ring incidentally.

How can such a thing be admitted in public?

However, just when the atmosphere was about to drop to freezing point, Fu Zhihuan calmly took the microphone, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Yes."

There was an uproar.

I admit it!

However, the next second, Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes and said slowly, "That was the most arrogant and regrettable decision in my life."

And when I think about it now, I still feel scared.

I'm afraid that if I didn't meet Wen Ruan at the train station that day, the ending would be completely different.

If there are not so many coincidences, maybe I will not know what I have missed in my life.

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him.

The two looked at each other.

The corners of Fu Zhihuan's lips loosened, the end of his eyes smiled, and the dark eyes were full of tenderness.

"Thank you for being by my side."

Once upon a time his life was shrouded in all the nightmares of the past, thorns and vines all the way up, choking their throats and cutting their skin.

Darkness will slowly make people accustomed to being in its cage, and then slowly erode the body.

Until one day, a little light suddenly appeared from the gap.

The thorns receded and the darkness dissipated.

You are the light that clears the clouds.

After the engagement banquet, the two returned to Jiangcheng.

The first thing I did after I moved into Fu Zhihuan's apartment was to take the Count to be sterilized.

After performing a "life and death parting" scene with the doctor, Wen Ruan was in a good mood, and shared the funny look of the Earl's loveless life after being anesthetized in the circle of friends.

Wen Ruan is satisfied.

Even if you're a cat, you can't grab a man from me.

And I'm also super vengeful.

One month later, Wen Ruan's next case about Qin Wan was held as scheduled.

This case is indeed very complicated, and because too much time has passed, it is still extremely difficult for the plaintiff.

What's more, this is the first trial she attended after three years of rest.

The day before the trial, Wen Ruan was really nervous.

She walked around the second floor to the first floor, from the living room to the kitchen, and from the kitchen to the bathroom for one night.

Try various decompression schemes.

Such as reading, practicing calligraphy, yoga and fighting the king.

None of them worked.

I can't read a single line of the book, the calligraphy is like a worm crawling.

Yoga is too painful to bend down.

Not to mention fighting the king, she almost lost her life due to the anger of her teammates.

Finally, Wen Ruan gave up the struggle, nestled in Fu Zhihuan's arms, crying and begging for comfort: "Isn't there any simple and effortless way to relax one's body and mind?"

Fu Zhihuan touched his chin: "It does."

Wen Ruan's eyes lit up: "What method."

Fu Zhihuan laughed, reached out to hold Wen Ruan's wrist, and pulled him up.

The big palm was clenched at her waist and led her to sit on his body.

The other hand held Wen Ruan's small head, held her to raise her head, then leaned over to kiss.

It has an aggressive and warm atmosphere.

Kissed her until her eyes were shining and her chest was heaving.

"..." Wen Ruan leaned against Fu Zhihuan's shoulder, her whole body softened, and she didn't even have the strength to curse.

After a long time, she sniffed in grievance: "I see it."

"Huh?"

Wen Ruan choked and said, "Sure enough, you love me, not my soul!"

“…”

Although she was really nervous before the court session, Wen Ruan seemed to let go of her heart when she went to court, and she played very steadily, even with ease.

The verdict came quickly and, as expected, the plaintiff won.

This case has attracted a lot of attention from the society. Once it was reported, countless media wanted to come to interviews, but Wen Ruan declined one by one.

What she wants to say has been made clear on Weibo a long time ago, and now there is no need to use this matter to stir up the heat again and again.

Because every interview is undoubtedly a consumption to Qin Wan and his family.

But the only program that was not rejected was a documentary interview broadcast on a local station.

This was decided by the law firm for reasonable publicity when Wen Ruan came to Jiangcheng, because he was on the human observation program and unexpectedly exploded.

The contract has been signed a long time ago, so it is not easy to reject it now, so I can only communicate again and again not to mention the recent case.

On the day the recording started, Wen Ruan suddenly remembered that another guest in this interview was He Ziqin.

He Ziqin spent a lot of time on Weibo to save her character for so many days in order to make up for her previous losses.

Wen Ruan didn't mind too much.

She and He Ziqin had nothing to do with each other, and their fields of responsibility were different.

But obviously, now that he has successfully upgraded the relationship, this rival in love is not too worthy of care.

After an interview, the host's question was very deep and well-organized, and Wen Ruan dealt with it very easily.

He Ziqin also got the question draft in advance, and the answer was very smooth.

However, at the end of the show, the host suddenly smiled and threw a question on the spot: "So, do you both believe that lawyers exist to maintain justice?"

Wen Ruan was stunned.

He Ziqin replied quickly: "Of course, I always believed."

The host nodded and saw that Wen Ruan didn't speak, so he smiled and gave him a questioning look.

Wen Ruan thought for a while, then asked, "What is justice?"

The host was a little stunned: "Maybe it's just...or do the right thing."

Wen Ruan laughed: "That is to say, justice is not an exact definition, and what is right in everyone's mind is different, so the scales for evaluating justice are also different. Is it right?"

The host was kissed by this, she thought for a while, then nodded.

"In this case, lawyers definitely do not exist to maintain justice."

Wen Ruan's tone sounds warm and slow, but every word is firm: "It took a long time for human beings to change from a primitive society to a society ruled by law. What our lawyers maintain is The law itself, not an ambiguous justice."

The host was thoughtful, and after a long silence, he suddenly laughed softly and said very seriously: "Thank you."

After the program was recorded, Wen Ruan waited for Fu Zhihuan to come to pick him up, and was about to go to the bathroom to put on a lipstick.

I prepared a speech for a long time in advance, all because the last temporary problem was ruined, and I made a wedding dress for nothing.

Wen Ruan glanced at her, not ready to say hello.

She slowly unscrewed the lip balm cap, applied it thinly to her lips, sipped it lightly, and turned to leave.

At this moment, He Ziqin's leisurely voice came—

"Just like this, I'm not afraid that people will get bored one day."

Wen Ruan heard the sound, paused for a moment, then turned her head and glanced at He Ziqin.

He Ziqin snorted coldly and glanced at the ring on Wen Ruan's hand.

"..." Wen Ruan pursed her lower lip, suddenly feeling amused, she snorted, then raised her eyelashes, and slowly highlighted two words: "No wonder."

"No wonder what?" He Ziqin said as if he had eaten gunpowder.

Wen Ruan squinted his eyes halfway, with a smile in his words, and said slowly: "No wonder you and Fu Zhihuan have been classmates at University for four years, and he still has no such person for you."

He Ziqin's face was ashen: "What do you mean?"

"I mean," Wen Ruan said lightly, "you really don't deserve others' time to remember your name."

After speaking, she turned to leave.

He Ziqin made a shrill and piercing cry as if her tail was being stepped on: "Can you tell me clearly?"

Wen Ruan is a little annoying.

This type of woman is the hardest to deal with.

My heart is higher than the sky, and my life is thinner than paper. I still feel that I have to be held by others.

She frowned, and before she could speak, she heard a clear and faint voice: "Ruan Ruan, come here."

Wen Ruan raised her eyes, only to realize that Fu Zhihuan was leaning against the corridor at the door.

Wen Ruan stepped forward and tucked his cold hands into his sleeves: "When did you come?"

Fu Zhihuan took her hand naturally and put it in his pocket: "It's been a while."

Wen Ruan laughed: "Let's go."

"En." Fu Zhihuan responded and took a few steps forward, but suddenly, as if he remembered something, he stopped, turned his head to look at He Ziqin, and thought for a while: " What's your name?"

He Ziqin was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to answer subconsciously, he was interrupted abruptly by Fu Zhihuan.

"Never mind."

He laughed softly and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I just told you-"

"I posted her backwards."

Today is also Fu Zhihuan who is working hard to support his daughter-in-law.

The author has something to say: I didn't sleep last night, my mother had a dry cough and runny nose, and I have been a little overly nervous these days. The family is almost out of food. Now Wuhan really dare not go out to buy food, and the community is locked.

The status is a little bad. I barely finished it this morning. After all, there is probably one chapter left before the text is over, and I will finish it today.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!