Try changing my plan again?

▍Here we come.Ruan Mian closed her eyes, thinking, after all, she can't hide, so she will meet her.Holding the resolute mentality of breaking the jar, my heart reflexively...

coming.

Ruan Mian closed her eyes, thinking, after all, she can't hide, so she will meet her.

Holding the resolute mentality of breaking the jar, instead, a desperate courage rose in his heart.

He took a deep breath and smiled calmly, "Okay."

Geng Wanwan shook Master's wrist vigorously, took over the computer in his arms, and his expression clearly read——Let's go to war with peace of mind, soldier.

Jiang’s old house is a three-entry courtyard with a bit of revival. The front is wide, the middle is open, and the back is quiet. The only fly in the ointment is that the overall building is a few years old, so there was no parking space planned at the beginning, and there was no basement.

Because the old people go out less and less now, the only two parking spaces in the yard are hard to come by luck. As time goes by, everyone tacitly parks outside the door.

And this caused Ruan Mian and Wen Ziyi to travel even further.

The wide Chinese-style courtyard is poetic and elegant. In the middle of the gray tile emerald garden, a path paved with bluestone slabs crosses the pond. There are lotus leaves floating in the clear pond. You can hear the footsteps, and the arowana fish that had feuded with Ruan Mian With a flick of his tail, he disappeared into the shadows.

Three scattered figures walked quietly through the inner courtyard and into the atrium.

Ruan Mian glanced at the landscape and stone tea tables and chairs in the corner of the courtyard, looked up at the clear sky at noon, and waited quietly for Wen Ziyi to speak.

His estimation was very accurate, and after a few seconds, he broke the silence for convenience.

"Little Ruan, right?"

Ruan Mian let out a steady "hmm".

Wen Ziyi turned her head, as if to take a closer look at him, and commented objectively, "He is quite an excellent boy, why don't you find a girl to marry and have children?"

Her tone could even be called soft, but one could feel the faint sharpness in it.

Because your son seduced me, who can bear it.

Ruan Mian curled her lips extremely slightly, "That was indeed what I planned to do, but I got cut off in the end."

There is something in the tactful words.

Wen Ziyi was silent for a moment, then asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

Ruan Mian smiled bitterly, "What's the next plot? Give me 1000 million to leave your son?"

Wen Ziyi didn't expect him to come out, and seemed to choke, "That's fine, I can give you double."

"Since you think so, then... that's not the way to calculate accounts. We pay attention to sustainable development. In the long run, Jiang Song's development potential and your family's solid economic foundation, why don't I just take a sum of money and leave?" It's not worth it."

Wen Ziyi also laughed, "In a few years, when Jiang Song grows up and matures, maybe you won't even get this bad deal."

"Then I'll consider myself unlucky." Ruan Mian shrugged indifferently, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, but ah, even if he is reduced to beggars tomorrow, I'm willing to serve the bowl with him. I just smell the chicken drumsticks, so I will definitely give it to him first."

Geng Wanwan, who was watching the battle behind, couldn't hold back when he heard this, and burst out laughing.

Ruan Mian turned her head and gave her a reproachful look, feeling that she was very disruptive to the atmosphere.

Wen Ziyi's steps were not hurried or slow, and the high heels gracefully knocked on the ground, making a crisp impact sound.

They had already entered the front yard, and the vermilion gate was in front of them.

The big vat that made Ruan Mian and Grandpa Jiang almost become brothers of different surnames was still standing quietly on the feng shui level.

Wen Ziyi seemed to have a headache for his reticent appearance, and sighed lightly, "Jiang Song is different from ordinary children, he wants to inherit the family business, and he wants to stand in front of the public innocently. , There must be a next generation to continue the incense... I hope you can understand a mother."

"I don't have to be with him." Ruan Mian put away his unscrupulous look, and his expression was extremely solemn, "If one day he gets tired of it, or as you said, when he grows up and matures, he wants to marry and have children. 'Normal' life, then I won't pester you for a second, and disappear immediately, and of course, I won't ask you for 1000 million."

Ruan Mian pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and stepped over the high threshold in front of her, "However, when he wants me to accompany him, I will not be absent for a second, because I like him , I just want him to be happy—a thousand pieces of money won’t change.”

People's sixth sense is a very strange thing. Life is as busy and calm as before, but Ruan Mian is inexplicably restless.

He is like an unlucky ghost these days. Almost every time he reaches the elevator entrance, the elevator goes up as soon as he wants to get on, and the elevator goes down as soon as he wants to get off; Especially when it comes to time.

Things like this happen one after another, and Ruan Shengun feels that it is not a good omen within the scope of metaphysics.

It was after work that day, and he tried his best to shrink himself into a corner in the crowded elevator of the office building. There was a fresh little footprint printed on the milky white sweater.

The mother who was holding the child couldn't stop apologizing, while the child who performed a beautiful roundhouse kick was still secretly making faces at him.

Ruan Mian said it was okay, and was finally rushed out of the elevator by the crowd.

As soon as he stepped into the parking lot, a figure sprang out like a ghost, still wearing a peaked cap and mask, and was tightly wrapped up.

"Haha, seeing me again, are you happy baby?!"

Ruan Mian looked at him expressionlessly, "I'm so happy, shall I jump up and show you?"

Li Yuhuai hugged him and patted his shoulder, "Why do you keep your head down?"

Ruan Mian sighed and shook his head, "Why are you looking for me?"

Li Yuhuai pondered for a moment, then quietly glanced at Ruan Mian, "...Well, I'm afraid you're in a bad mood, so I'll take you to pinch your feet."

Ruan Mian keenly sensed a trace of strangeness in his tone, but the feeling of strangeness was so ethereal that it made people a little confused for a while.

Also, why is he in a bad mood?

Li Yuhuai's obsession with footwork has reached a level that ordinary people can't understand. As long as the schedule is empty and he can go home, he will go to "relax" almost every night.

With his home as the center, he knows how many footpaths there are within a radius of [-] kilometers, which ones have good techniques, and which technicians are beautiful.

Ruan Mian couldn't understand that as a person suffering from occupational diseases, he didn't even have this level of addiction.

This newly opened pedicure club is hidden and luxurious, Ruan Mian followed behind Li Yuhuai, followed the receptionist through the winding corridors, and walked into the deepest VIP room.

The young and beautiful receptionist was wearing a miniskirt and a low-cut dress, and bowed deeply to them, "Take a rest first, and I will arrange for a technician."

Just as the receptionist left, Ruan Mian immediately pulled Li Yuhuai's sleeve in a panic, "Hey! Brother, is this place serious!?"

Li Yuhuai took off his hat, put his hands on the side of the mask rope, thought for a while and still didn't untie it, "Of course it's serious, I'll go, am I that kind of person!?"

"Then why is there a feeling of KTV in the 90s that Hong Kong movie gangsters would have accidents?" Ruan Mian looked around anxiously, "There are fewer people in your circle because of this kind of thing every year?"

Li Yuhuai rolled his eyes, stretched his limbs and lay down on the pedicure bed, "This is a high-end membership-only place, so don't spout blood."

The corners of Ruan Mian's lips trembled, "...is this even more frightening?"

At this time, a sweet female voice sounded outside the door, "Hello, technician, may I come in?"

After receiving Li Yuhuai's affirmative answer, two extremely beautiful young girls pushed the door in with smiles, and behind them was a waiter carrying a huge fruit plate.

Ruan Mian stopped talking, and lay down resignedly, trying to avoid looking at those white thighs, muttering to herself, "Let Jiang Song know about this, it will cause family conflicts."

Li Yuhuai seemed to have something to say, but in the end he just turned his head and swallowed it back.

Ruan Mian wanted to ask him why he was so weird today, always hesitant to speak, but before he could speak, Li Yuhuai's No. 19 technician asked delicately, "Why is the handsome guy still wearing a mask? Don't hold back." Are you panicking?"

Ruan Mian didn't give Li Yuhuai a chance to speak, and replied angrily, "Have you ever heard of a handsome guy with a mask? He is, the lower half of his face is too ugly to be seen."

Li Yuhuai, "..."

It took Ruan Mian half an hour to confirm that this is really a serious massage, and the technique is really good.

He gradually relaxed, drowsy in the sourness.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, Li Yuhuai's voice came faintly, "Let's discuss something. If you want to eat when you go back tonight, can you hide in the bedroom and eat secretly? I was ordered by my manager to lose weight."

Ruan Mian's head pondered for a while, and suddenly she was pressed to the acupuncture point with a muffled groan, and she suddenly woke up, "No, I can't go back with you, let alone sleep with you."

Li Yuhuai, "?"

Ruan Mian, "I'm a family man, so I need to be careful."

Li Yuhuai's silence this time was extraordinarily lengthy, Ruan Mian thought for a while that he had fallen asleep.

He didn't speak again until the timer said that there were 5 minutes left in the technician's clock, "Do you like Jiang Song very much?"

Ruan Mian replied briskly without even thinking about it, "Mmm~Of course."

"Then you think he is the same?"

"Maybe."

Li Yuhuai did not speak again.

Unless Ruan Mian is a fool, no matter how slow he is, he will feel something is wrong.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

Li Yuhuai sat up and waved his hand to signal to the technicians that they don't need to press any more. When there were only the two of them left in the room, he rubbed his eyebrows and said carefully, "I heard that Jinyuan Group may marry Cinda Electronics. Of course, these are just speculations at the moment..."

Ruan Miancha Guoguo's hand paused for a while, and soon returned to normal, "I've been cooperating with you all night, are you afraid that I will be abandoned from beginning to end?"

Li Yuhuai was furious, "Shouldn't you be afraid?!"

Ruan Mian smiled and concentrated on eating the fruit, "Listen to what Yi Xiu said? You two have a good relationship recently."

He finally left Li Yuhuai who was crying and went back to his home, and just after taking a bath and going to bed, Jiang Song called.

Jiang Song's voice sounded very tired, even slightly hoarse, "Go home?"

Ruan Mian leaned against the head of the bed, scratching her hands in boredom, "Well, I didn't work overtime today...are you still outside?"

There are some noisy voices near or far on the other end of the phone, and it is hard to hear what they are saying.

"Just after the meeting, there are too many things to do today, I don't care about you, did you eat obediently?"

Ruan Mian got up and left the bedroom to go to the balcony, picked up the cigarette case on the dining table, took one out and put it in her mouth, "Yes, yes, you have a hidden stake watching you, don't you?"

Jiang Song, "If I find out that you've lost weight when you come back, you won't be able to sleep anymore."

Ruan Mian, "...I suspect you're playing tricks on me."

Jiang Song chuckled, "Don't stand on the balcony and let the wind blow, you'll catch a cold again soon."

Just as Ruan Mian was about to talk back, she vaguely heard someone calling Jiang Song over there, "Go back now, is someone calling you? Go ahead."

Jiang Song, "Well, you should go to bed early."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Mian exhaled softly, faced the evening wind and looked at the endlessly flowing loop in the distance, and brought the burning cigarette between his fingers to his mouth, the orange light flickered on and off, and the warm light briefly outlined the The outline of his face was blurred, and he quickly disappeared into the night again.