The most ruthless is her

Chapter 57

Jian Shuo snorted disdainfully: "Who wants to go with you!"

Ruan Mohan spoke again, his voice still indifferent: "You see, I'm not afraid of you."

"I brought my daughter to you after her school."

Jian Shuo pursed her lips.

His fingers got into the gap between the wooden slats of the bench, and he curled his fingers and gripped tightly.

At this time, Ruan Qingyin stood beside another bench and shouted, "Mom, I don't want the little white mouse to come to our house!"

"That's our house! It's not her house!"

Jian Shuo jumped up all of a sudden: "I'm going to go! I'm so mad at you!"

Ruan Mohan ignored Jian Shuo, turned around and left on his own.

Jian Shuo followed.

Ruan Mohan walked back to another bench, stuffed the plaid tablecloth back into the bamboo basket, took Ruan Qingyin with his left hand, and picked up the bamboo basket with his right.

Ruan Qingyin was still saying: "Mom, don't let the mice come to our house!"

Jian Shuo smiled and followed Ruan Mohan, left and right with Ruan Qingyin.

He even picked up the bamboo basket in Ruan Mohan's hand: "Go away! Your picnic bamboo basket is also mine! The biscuits inside are also mine!"

Ruan Qingyin remained expressionless: "I have already eaten the biscuits."

Jian Shuo: "How can you eat so well?"

Ruan Qingyin jumped violently: "What's none of your business? Did you eat your biscuits?"

Ruan Mohan said lightly, "Why don't you two fight?"

Ruan Qingyin: "She's an adult, how can I beat her?"

Ruan Mohan concluded with certainty: "No, she is a child, no matter in terms of intelligence or mind, she is a nine-year-old child just like you, no more."

Jian Shuo protested: "Who are you talking about?"

Ruan Qingyin also protested: "But at least she has long hands and feet and a tall man, how can I beat her?"

Jian Shuo protested again: "Who do you think is tall and burly?"

Ruan Qingyin: "Anyway, if you fight with me, you are taking advantage."

Jian Shuo: "Then why don't we have a fight?"

Ruan Qingyin: "I don't want to talk to you!"

Jian Shuo smiled: "Are you afraid that you won't be able to quarrel with me?"

Ruan Qingyin complained to Ruan Mohan: "Mom, look how annoying she talks so much!"

Jian Shuo also complained to Ruan Mohan: "Look at your daughter, she doesn't respect a 26-year-old aunt at all!"

"Ha, mother said, you are nine years old like me, why should I respect you?"

"Who is nine years old? Do you want to see my ID card?"

Ruan Mohan fumbled out the bluetooth earphone from the pocket of the black narrow skirt, and stuffed it into his ear.

The female singer's familiar voice sounded again, perhaps because of this song, today her voice is cold with a little warmth:

"Heaven and earth,

If it is worthy of praise,

Also because of you,

It will become noisy. (Note 1)"

It was almost six o'clock, the sun was not so glaring, and it gradually took on the smell of sunset.

The figures of three people walking side by side gradually drifted away.

******

Jian Shuo followed Ruan Mohan back home.

She has always been stepping on ten centimeter high heels, stepping heavily on the priceless wooden floor of the simple house, at this moment she asked honestly, "Would you like to change into slippers?"

Ruan Mohan took out a pair of gray guest slippers and threw them on the ground.

Jian Shuo protested: "I like pink!"

Ruan Mohan looked indifferent: "No."

At this time, Ruan Qingyin was triumphant, took out her pink slippers from the shoe cabinet, and threw them on the ground with a loud bang.

Jian Shuo was furious: "Why does she have it?"

"She is my daughter." Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "And she is nine years old, didn't you say you are 26 years old, show me your ID card."

Jian Shuo jumped on the spot angrily.

There is a villain in my heart screaming crazily: "Ah----!!!"

She felt that although Ruan Mohan didn't talk much, why did she feel that Ruan Mohan said everything?

She blocked everything!

Ruan Mohan walked in on his own, but Jian Shuo had no choice but to follow in wearing ugly gray slippers.

"Why is your house so small?"

Jian Shuo is like a cat that has just arrived in an unfamiliar environment, with vigilant and guarded eyes, looking around.

She found that Ruan Mohan's house was different from all the friends' houses she had lived in.

Every one of her friends' houses is stuffed to the brim with new-season clothes, limited-edition bags, high-heeled shoes of the same style and different colors, European antique vases and furniture.

It seems to use the excitement of sundries to fill the emptiness in my heart.

But Ruan Mohan didn't.

Ruan Mohan's house has nothing but the necessary furniture, it can almost be called empty.Her nine-year-old daughter, Ruan Qingyin, does not seem to be an ordinary child, and she doesn't seem to be that interested in toys. There is only a transparent box piled up in the corner of the living room.

It is almost impossible to peek into Ruan Mohan's heart from the furnishings of the home.

Apart from……

Jian Shuo's gaze fell to the bookshelf.

The two small photo frames placed there may be the most personal things in the whole house.

In the first photo frame, the photo looked old and a little yellowish.The little girl who looked less than ten years old had an oval face similar to Ruan Mohan's, with light eyebrows.

In the second photo frame is a brand new photo, which is Ruan Qingyin, Ruan Mohan's daughter, who had been bickering with Jian Shuo all the way.

What does it mean that two photo frames are placed side by side?

It seems that these two are the most important people to Ruan Mohan.

Jian Shuo couldn't help wondering: Is the little girl in the first old photo related to the reason why Ruan Mohan wanted to have no feelings for her?

She stared at the photo, licked her lips, and was about to speak.

Ruan Mohan's voice sounded coldly: "Can you stop looking around?"

Jian Shuo decisively shut up.

She was clever, and already knew that Ruan Mohan didn't want her to see that photo, and naturally she didn't want her to ask more.

So she pretended to go inside the house and saw two rooms.

Wanting to push away the first room, Ruan Mohan said in a cold voice, "That's my bedroom, a private area, please don't enter unless you are."

Wanting to push away the second room, Ruan Qingyin's voice was still childish, but as indifferent as Ruan Mohan: "That's my bedroom, a private area, please don't enter unless you are."

Jane Shuo: ...

"There are only two rooms in your house?"

"It's really too small, not as big as my friend's toilet!"

"Then where do I sleep?"

Ruan Mohan had already taken out his laptop to work, and now he stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at the sofa with a blank expression.

Then put on the bluetooth headset and ignore Jian Shuo.

Jian Shuo curled her lips and had no choice but to walk towards Ruan Qingyin who was sitting on the sofa.

At least Ruan Qingyin wasn't wearing earphones and was watching a movie on TV.

Jian Shuo asked her in her usual coquettish and lazy tone: "What are you looking at?"

Ruan Qingyin glanced at her: "Who asked you to sit here? This is my sofa."

"To be precise, this place has become my bed after your mother pointed it just now." Jian Shuo smiled: "You are sitting on my bed."

"It's okay, I'm an adult, I won't argue with you, and I won't charge you money."

Ruan Qingyin froze for a moment.

She ignored Jian Shuo and turned to continue watching her movie.

Jian Shuo felt bored, chased Ruan Qingyin and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Ruan Qingyin was annoyed: "You don't know how to see for yourself? Are those two light bulbs on your face!"

Jian Shuo let out a "ha" and another "ha", thinking that this kid is a bit interesting.

"Hello." She asked Ruan Qingyin to look at her: "Hello, hello, hello."

Like a noisy parrot.

Ruan Qingyin couldn't bear it anymore and turned to look at her.

Jian Shuo raised her usual bewitching eyebrows, her smile was ghostly, her eyes were cold and empty: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Her expression is not human but close to a demon.

Before she looked at people with such an expression, if the other party was sensitive enough, nine times out of ten, they would start to avoid her.

Over time, Jian Shuo's world became narrower and narrower.

Except for a group of so-called "friends" who spend money together, she only has one Ruan Mohan.

As a result, at this time, instead of being scared off by her, Ruan Qingyin asked disdainfully, "That's it?"

"Why should I be afraid of you?"

"Why aren't you afraid of me?" Jian Shuo cried strangely.

This time it was Ruan Qingyin's turn to "ha": "You are just my mother's guinea pig."

Jian Shuo was speechless.

Ruan Qingyin warned her: "If you interrupt my movie watching again, I will complain to my mother."

She pointed to Ruan Mohan's back, and Jian Shuo looked over.

Long soft light brown hair hangs down her shoulders, she sits upright with her shoulders stretched out, even her back looks beautiful and cool.

Jian Shuo twitched the corners of her mouth, so she had to shut up for now.

She followed Ruan Qingyin to watch the TV.

A very old movie, not even that high-definition quality.

What does she think is good about such an old and broken movie?Can cast a glance at Ruan Qingyin, Ruan Qingyin watched with relish.

Driven by curiosity, she had to follow along.

An extremely weird scientist was hiding in the old castle for experiments, and the old castle was gloomy.

He ran to the cemetery and found the remains of various corpses. The cemetery was gloomy.

He put all kinds of stumps together to form a living monster, which was terrible.

"..." Jian Shuo asked Qingyin: "How old are you?"

"Nine years old." Ruan Qingyin blinked and realized, "Ha" and "Ha" again.

She asked Jian Shuo, "How old are you?"

"26."

Ruan Qingyin's eyes narrowed: "You are not afraid, are you?"

"Who's scared!" Jian Shuo snorted, "I'm afraid that you, a child, won't watch horror movies well and have nightmares at night."

Ruan Qingyin said indifferently: "Don't worry, I've watched this movie nine times."

That's why Ruan Mohan blocked it at first, but later found that Ruan Qingyin was completely immune to this kind of movie, and didn't find it scary. She only saw it as an old story through time and space, and she let her do it.

Jian Shuo and Ruan Qingyin were sitting side by side on the sofa.

As a flash of lightning strikes in the movie, she shrank her legs onto the sofa and hugged her knees.

Ruan Qingyin glanced at her, and she said, "This shape is comfortable to sit on."

She pulled a cushion to her bosom and held it tightly as the monster made of stumps swarmed.

Ruan Qingyin glanced at her, and she said, "It's more comfortable to hug a cushion."

Unexpectedly, Ruan Qingyin yelled loudly: "Mom, your little white mouse is scared, so cowardly!"

Jian Shuo threw the cushion all at once: "Who is scared?!"

In the next second, a cold shadow cast on Jian Shuo.

Jian Shuo turned her head and found that Ruan Mohan had already taken off her bluetooth headset and walked to her side.

With an indifferent face, he asked her in an extremely indifferent voice: "Are you scared?"

Jian Shuo gave an extremely disdainful "heh", and waved the cushion just now back and forth: "How is that possible!"

People have always been afraid of her. Would she be afraid of a horror movie that was so crude and fake?

Ruan Mohan pursed the corners of his lips and stretched out his slender fingers.

Gently caressing Jian Shuo's forehead.

******

As Ruan Mohan's fingers touched Jian Shuo's forehead, Jian Shuo's hand waving the cushion stopped suddenly.

She suddenly remembered that she had watched an animal documentary when she was very bored.

It is said that a small piece of skin on the back of the cat's neck is the cat's "gate of life". Every time the cat's skin is pinched, the cat will not move.

Jian Shuo felt that every time Ruan Mohan touched her head, it would have the same effect.

Ruan Mohan's fingers quickly moved away from her forehead, stretched out to Jian Shuo's eyes, and showed her.

Jian Shuo said angrily, "What?"

Ruan Mohan's tone was light: "I'm sweating from fright."

Jian Shuo was furious: "I didn't get scared, it was hot!"

"Your house is so small! It's suffocating! It's so hot!"

Ruan Mohan said "Oh" expressionlessly, and walked away.

Jian Shuo watched Ruan Mohan's back approaching the kitchen. After a sound of stirring, he quickly came out with two cups of hot milk and put them on the dining table.

He went to the small box next to the living room and took out a few small biscuits.

Jian Shuo looked at it and thought that it should be the snack box of Ruan Mohan's family.

Ruan Mohan also put the biscuits on the dining table and called Ruan Qingyin: "Didn't you say that you are too full from the afternoon tea and don't want to eat dinner? At least come and drink the milk."

Ruan Qingyin paused the movie, washed her hands, and walked to the dining table.

Jian Shuo glanced at the screen, and found that they were all bloody broken arms, so she quickly looked away.

The sound of Ruan Qingyin drinking milk came, softly.

There was the sound of Ruan Qingyin eating biscuits, crackling.

Jian Shuo controlled her eyes, not to glance at Ruan Qingyin.

But the house is full of milk and biscuits, so tempting.

All she's eaten so far is a few chicken breasts in a sandwich.

At this time, Ruan Mohan walked up to Jian Shuo holding a milk cup.

She asked Jian Shuo, "Do you want something to eat?"

Jian Shuo said viciously, "No!"

"Aren't you hungry?"

"Not hungry!"

Maybe it's because he was too hungry, but at this moment Jian Shuo's stomach stopped growling, and Jian Shuo was triumphant.

But she saw Ruan Mohan standing in front of her, drinking milk with a blank expression.

The soft and delicate lips held the rim of the cup, the white throat moved slightly, and with a grunt, the milk was swallowed.

Jian Shuo couldn't help asking: "Is it good?"

"It's okay." Ruan Mohan replied lightly.

Jian Shuo came back to her senses, and her tone became vicious again: "It's delicious, you go to the dining table to drink it! Why do you have to stand in front of me and drink it!"

Ruan Mohan looked indifferent: "Drink while standing, it's not easy to drink too much, it helps to keep fit."

"Besides, this is my home. I can stand wherever I like."

"You are not satisfied? You can go away."

Jian Shuo let out a "hum", and her slender legs split a fork on the sofa, occupying the whole sofa: "You said this is my bed, why should I leave?"

"I'm not leaving!"

Ruan Mohan said "Oh" and continued to drink milk with a blank expression.

Because Jian Shuo wanted to stare at Ruan Mohan and use his eyes to show that he would not admit defeat, he had to watch Ruan Mohan drink milk all the time.

Trying to control myself not to swallow my saliva, Ruan Mohan saw the flaw.

Finally, Ruan Mohan finished drinking the milk and walked away.

Jian Shuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Tomorrow Friday, Ruan Qingyin still has to go to school, and then it's time for Ruan Qingyin to wash her hair and take a shower.

Ruan Mohan helped Ruan Qingyin dry her hair.

The little girl's long, soft hair was blown by the warm air from the hair dryer, and it fell between Ruan Mohan's white fingers.

Jian Shuo thought that these hands only touched her thick black hair.

She despised Ruan Qingyin: "You're nine years old and still can't blow your own hair, stupid!"

Ruan Qingyin: "Who said I won't? It's one thing to think about it, it's one thing to think about it."

"I just don't want to blow-dry my own hair because I have a mom."

Ruan Qingyin should have said that inadvertently, not thinking too much about it.

Jian Shuo was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.

Ruan Mohan fiddled with the fingers of Ruan Qingyin's hair, and froze for a moment.

She didn't say much, and there was a subtle silence, which was covered by the whining noise of the hair dryer.

******

After Ruan Qingyin returned to the room, there were only Ruan Mohan and Jian Shuo left in the living room.

Ruan Qingyin was here just now, and she didn't realize it when she was making noise.

At this moment, it suddenly became quiet, and Jian Shuo had the real feeling that she and Ruan Mohan were going home.

A private space that belongs exclusively to Ruan Mohan and is not open to others.

Jian Shuo was like a stray cat abandoned on the side of the road, picked up by Ruan Mohan, and forced his way in.

She coughed unnaturally.

Ruan Mohan glanced at her: "Have a cold?"

"No." Jian Shuo laughed: "Why, are you worried about me?"

Ruan Mo said coldly, "You slept in the abandoned park all night, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold and infect my daughter."

Jian Shuo raised the corners of her lips, deliberately showing a naive and cruel smile: "If it is contagious, it will be contagious! You will be mad at you."

Ruan Mohan: "No, you won't."

Jian Shuo hummed: "Did you think of me too kindly?"

"I just remembered a saying - fools don't catch colds."

"Who are you calling a fool?"

"Do you wash first or do I wash first?"

Jian Shuo was taken aback for a moment: "...You should wash first."

Ruan Mohan nodded silently, went back to the bedroom with a blank expression, took the bath towel and pajamas, and walked into the bathroom.

Jian Shuo lay back on the sofa, listening to the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

The faint aroma of shampoo and shower gel, along with the dense water vapor, floated out from the crack in the door.

Jian Shuo lay on her back, looking at the ceiling of Ruan Mohan's house.

It is also as white and empty as Room 1704 in the W Hotel.

Jian Shuo thought about Ruan Mohan who was taking a bath.

At this moment, in such an ambiguous scene, she seems to be imagining Ruan Mohan's beautiful breasts, slender waist and long legs.

But she found she didn't.

She just lay down, listening to the soothing sound of splashing water, which kept coming out of the bathroom.

Like a peaceful lullaby, it soothes her restless days and nights.

During the waiting time in the abandoned park, the heart that gradually became cold and hard seemed to be fumigated and warmed by the water vapor from the bathroom, and then melted a little bit again.

Until Ruan Mohan came out of the bathroom, looked at Jian Shuo who was lying on the sofa: "Go and wash, don't dirty my sofa."

Jian Shuo let out a "hum" in her nose.

She looked up at Ruan Mohan with a smile.

Ruan Mohan wiped his hair with a dry hair towel, while looking at Jian Shuo with half-cast eyes.

The air was subtly still for a moment.

On Ruan Mohan's body, the heat from the shower just now, mixed with the faint fragrance of shower gel, diffused.

The two looked away at each other at the same time.

Jian Shuo sat up from the sofa and stared at the TV remote control on the coffee table: "Hey, what kind of bath towel should I wear and what kind of pajamas?"

Ruan Mohan glanced at her and walked into the bedroom again.

When she came out, she was holding a bath towel and pajamas, which should be her own.

Throw it to Jian Shuo: "Don't get dirty or damage it."

Jian Shuo let out a disdainful "chi": "Stingy guy, I'll just pay you back."

Having said that, I suddenly froze.

In the future... Will I still use Jane's money?

It shouldn't be anymore.

Then... how do I live?

Before he could figure it out, his thoughts were interrupted by Ruan Mo's cold voice: "Hurry up and take a bath, don't delay it and affect my rest."

Jian Shuo said impatiently, "Fart." Still carrying the towel and pajamas, she walked to the bathroom.

She suddenly thought: Could it be that Ruan Mohan saw through what she was thinking just now, and purposely kept her from worrying?

Ruan Mohan is so sensitive and gentle?

She wasn't sure either.

Wash your hair with Ruan Mohan's shampoo.

Take a bath, use Ruan Mohan's shower gel.

After washing, use Ruan Mohan's bath towel and put on Ruan Mohan's pajamas.

Jian Shuo found that she had no obscene thoughts the whole time, but was surrounded by a faint scent of fir, which made her feel at ease.

She walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas and saw that Ruan Mohan had dried her hair and was smoking a cigarette standing on the balcony.

She went to the living room, picked up the hair dryer that Ruan Mohan had used just now, and blow-dried her hair.

Ruan Mohan faced the outside the whole time, as if watching the night, without turning his head once.

Jian Shuo dried her hair until it was half dry, opened the French door of the balcony, and walked out.

Ruan Mohan folded his arms and smoked outside, while she leaned on the railing and faced the room.

Ruan Mohan breathed out a wisp of thin smoke.

This is her second cigarette.

Ruan Mohan's pajamas are conservative in style and long-sleeved trousers, but the material is light and thin, so they don't feel hot in summer.

The warm night wind blew by, and the soft silk trousers hemmed, swept Jian Shuo's tender ankles, itching.

She lowered her head and looked at Ruan Mohan's ankle protruding from her pajama pants.

Slender and white as jade, it seems to have attracted the moonlight from the sky, flowing quietly on it.

"Your sister-in-law is fine." Ruan Mohan said suddenly.

Jian Shuo let out a sigh of relief.

Soon she remembered that Ruan Mohan's ears were too sensitive, and she wondered if she could hear her feeling of relief.

She didn't want to appear to care about Bai Jingxian very much, so she immediately made amends with a vicious voice: "None of my business."

"It's not about your business." Ruan Mohan said lightly, "Just talking casually."

Jane Shuo said "Oh".

Ruan Mohan stopped talking, looked at the night, and smoked quietly.

Jian Shuo stood beside her, letting the night wind blow her long hair, just finished blowing, like a fluffy cat.

"Don't want to see the lights of Wanjia?"

After a long silence, Ruan Mohan suddenly asked again.

Jian Shuo pursed her lips: "You know a fart."

"I didn't want to watch it before." Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "But I really don't want to watch it, but I want to watch it again."

Jian Shuo pursed her lips, turned around, and together with Ruan Mohan, looked at the night scene in front of her.

Ruan Mohan's house is not like Jian Shuo's friend's house in a low-density high-end community. There are many houses in front of him, and the occupancy rate is also high. Many windows are lit with warm yellow light.

It reminded Jian Shuo that for two nights in a row, she wandered outside Jian's house with a huge paper bag of baby supplies.

The Jian's house at that time, like the countless windows, was shining with warm yellow light.

Jian Shuo curled her lips, she didn't want to look any more, and turned back again.

Then she was taken aback.

So behind her, isn't Ruan Mohan's house also lit with such a warm yellow light?

This is where she can stay tonight.

The anxiety in Jian Shuo's heart suddenly eased, like bright moonlight, following the dispersal of the dark clouds, it poured out, and there was no more congestion.

She turned back again, in the same direction as Ruan Mohan, looking at the lights of Wanjia in front of her.

In a short period of time, she went back and forth three times, and she felt like a spinning top.

Fortunately, Ruan Mohan didn't complain about her, and didn't talk anymore, and quietly finished smoking the cigarette in his hand: "Go to sleep."