Chapter 204

Ruan Xiaomian did not know, so she took over the tablet computer that park Shiwan handed her.

There is a video on the screen. Ruan Xiaomian still has some moist sight on the top of the screen for a while, and raises his hand to open the dot above.

The strange man's voice immediately came over, "Duan Zhenghong, you don't want to die. I know you have a daughter, 16 years old. If you are my father-in-law, I will let you go."

This man has a face of whiskers, looks ferocious, like Li Kui.

Ruan Xiaomian saw this and frowned slightly.

"My daughter is only sixteen years old and under age. Sir, I can give you all I have, but my daughter, she is so young."

This is Duan Zhenghong's voice.

On the screen, Duan Zhenghong knelt in front of the strange man with a beard and a face of begging.

Ruan Xiaomian frowns more tightly.

Seeing her father kneeling on the ground, she was really upset.

"Your company is going bankrupt. What you give me is all your debts? Duan Zhenghong, you really treat me as a fool, don't you? " The bearded man's voice was mocking.

Money.

Money again.

Because he didn't have money, dad was laughed at.

But she couldn't help.

Ruan Xiaomian thinks that after knowing that her father has formed a new family, she will hate him very much.

But to see him kneeling on the ground humiliated, she would still feel very sad.

Dad was so old and humiliated, but she couldn't help anything.

At this time, Duan Zhenghong begged again in the computer, "Sir, you can give me a little more time, I I will give you as much money as you want. I have a daughter. Her name is Ruan Xiaomian. She is the wife of nanjue. If you tell me the number, I will call her. She will give you the money. You believe me. "

Hearing this, the man with a beard snorted coldly, "Ruan Xiaomian is your daughter? Duan Zhenghong, your tone is really not small. "

Duan Zhenghong nodded repeatedly, "it's true. Ruan Xiaomian is really my daughter. If you don't believe it, you can call her."

"Is it?" His beard picked up his eyebrows, and his face was flowing. He looked disgusting. "Nanjue's wife, I'm very interested. Well, I don't want money. I want people. Since you can't give up your little daughter, how about giving me your eldest daughter? You lead her out to me, and I'll let you go at once

“……” Ruan Xiaomian's nerves were all strained.

She seemed to understand that this beard was the man of nanjue.

It was nanjue who sent people to test dad.

What kind of answer will dad give her?

She slowly raised her eyes and her sight fell on Duan Zhenghong, who had been standing on one side and controlled by the subordinates of nanjue.

In Ruan Xiaomian's sight, Duan Zhenghong looks surprised, and his eyes immediately fall elsewhere.

He seems to be running away from her.

Ruan Xiaomian's heart, in this moment, completely sank into a deep ice lake, her viscera could not help but shrink for a moment, and her body was full of cold.

Video, the pause button is pressed by one hand.

The owner of that hand is Ruan Xiaomian.

"Ruan Xiaomian, what are you doing?" Seeing this, Nan Jue roared.

She actually pressed the pause button. At the most critical moment, damned woman, she was deliberately against him, didn't she?

"Don't you want to know that you are in his mind..."

"I see." Ruan Xiaomian hands the tablet computer to park when the end, cold voice said.

Her eyes still stay in Duan Zhenghong's body, a little bit cold down, like a spring under the ice, with a chilling effect.

Her heart, colder.

"Nanjue, let's go." After the cold voice dropped, Ruan Xiaomian took back his sight, slowly turned around and left without hesitation.

She has completely died, even if she did not hear Duan Zhenghong's answer.

She didn't want to hear that chilling answer.

Perhaps, her escape is very spineless, but at the moment, she really does not have the courage to face from his mouth that hurtful answer.

Wasn't she hurt enough by him?

It was enough pain, and she didn't want to add to it.

"Xiao Mian!"

Behind him, Duan Zhenghong finally made a voice, with urgency in his tone.

"Xiao Mian, listen to my explanation, Xiao Mian..."

Ruan Xiaomian seems to have not heard Duan Zhenghong's voice, and there is no tendency to stop at all.

She went straight ahead, leaving Duan Zhenghong to call her name eagerly behind.

Pain.

Her body is sharp, like a sharp blade on her body.It's just like that.

"Let him out." Nanjue orders in a deep voice. He doesn't look at Duan Zhenghong any more. He strides to catch up with Ruan Xiaomian.

He was behind Ruan Xiaomian, and directly knocked her up.

Ruan Xiaomian only felt soft all over, so he was nestled in nanjue's arms. His whole body was like the cold of ice cave, and finally recovered little by little.

When she felt the most cold and sad, the person who made her feel warm was nanjue.

When Ruan Xiaomian saw nanjue for the first time, how could she think that she and nanjue would have today?

"Where are we going?" Her little face was buried in the neck socket of nanjue and asked weakly, her voice covered with sadness.

"Where do you want to go?" he said

Ruan Xiaomian shook his head.

She didn't know where to go.

At the moment, she is like a child who can't find her home. The road is under her feet, but she can't find the direction.

But because of nanjue, she felt that she was very down-to-earth. Her direction was where he was.

"I'll go with you."

She follows him wherever he goes.

"Good."

……

Seattle, millcreek town.

Nanjue and Ruan Xiaomian left the city of shengsa and came to this small town directly.

It's drizzling outside.

As soon as Ruan Xiaomian got off the bus, he felt a burst of moist air.

It was like walking through a thick and humid fog. Everything was sticky, but it didn't make people feel uncomfortable.

The moist air swirled around Ruan's skin and got into her lungs as she breathed.

Ruan Xiaomian's heart with this rainy weather, also wet up, as if never find a reason for sunny.

In front of the villa is a very American rural style villa, only one floor, the villa is surrounded by a green ocean, this season, the green leaves are still lush, there is no meaning of any withering.

Ruan Xiaomian and nanjue got out of the car, and limo behind him was driven away by the driver.

"Go in." Nanjue held Ruan Xiaomian's hand tightly and took her to the door of the villa.

The road under your feet is made of simple gray wood, and the sound of walking on it sounds very comfortable.

The air was moist but fresh.

Ruan Xiaomian takes a deep breath and spits it out again. The new environment makes her feel completely new at the moment.

Just still heavy thoughts, now become light floating.

She told herself that she let herself forget everything in the past: the dispute with South Lord, entanglement with South Lord, and father Duan Zhenghong's cold-blooded and merciless.

Entering the villa, Ruan Xiaomian took off some of his wet coat, and his sight fell on nanjue's body.

There are small drops of water on his dark and thick short hair. Ruan Xiaomian's sight slowly moves down to meet the vision of nanjue. His cherry lips are slightly hooked and his lips are covered with a light smile.

"Will we live here in the future?"

Nanjue nodded. "Do you like it here?"

"Yes, very much."

It's really nice, it's quiet, there's no one bothering her, and there's nothing that bothers her.

She likes here, likes to be here, lives quietly with nanjue.

"Change your clothes first." Nanjue said with a smile.

Because Ruan Xiaomian laughed, he also laughed.

Ruan Xiaomian nodded, followed nanjue back to the room, changed a new and dry clothes.

Just out of the bedroom, park with his subordinates came in, a total of five people, with a variety of ingredients in their hands, to the kitchen.

Ruan Xiaomian looked at those fresh ingredients, and his mood was more sunny.

"What would you like to eat in the evening? I'll make it for you. " She asked nanjue sideways. Her smile became more and more beautiful, as if the past had been forgotten.

Nanjue's smile also deepened, "vinegar sliced potatoes. Potatoes were bought from the small market next to your martial arts school. They just got off the plane."

Smell speech, Ruan Xiaomian in such a long time, for the first time laugh out a voice.

He has a real passion for potatoes in that small market.

"All right, shredded potatoes with vinegar. What else?"

"And scrambled eggs with tomatoes, garlic and purple cabbage..." Nanjue snapped out a lot of names of dishes, which were all Ruan Xiaomian's specialty. He remembered them clearly.

Ruan Xiaomian listened to the dish name in nanjue's mouth, and he felt happy in his heart.

That's great.

This is what she has been pursuing. With Nan Jue, the ordinary life and the ordinary happiness are just the two of them, who are not disturbed by anyone.

Maybe she doesn't want to go to the future.As long as she's happy now, that's fine.

Raise your hand and look at the wrist watch The watch was given to her by nanjue. It is available in all countries.

At the moment, it was 3:30 p.m. local time in Seattle.

Nanjue just ordered a lot of food. Now it's time to go into the kitchen.

In fact, she thought nanjue would say that he liked everything she cooked.

But the big devil, obviously, doesn't say anything romantic at all.

Ruan Xiaomian rolled up his sleeve and chuckled, "are you waiting outside or are you going to give me a hand?"

"I'll give you a hand and remember to be grateful." Said nanjue haughtily, leading the kitchen.

Ruan Xiaomian chuckled and went in behind nanjue.

Park has left with his subordinates. In the villa, there are only two of them left in the moment.

Ruan Xiaomian first glanced at the ingredients on the cabinet, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"So much, it's too wasteful. What kind of food can I buy in the future? Is there a supermarket near here?"

"How do I know? I haven't been shopping." Nanjue has turned on the tap and is ready to start washing.

However, he really doesn't fit in with the kitchen.

Ruan Xiaomian pursed her lips and took out two aprons. One was dark blue, which was tied to him, and the other was pink blue, which was tied to her.

"You wash the tomatoes first." Ruan Xiaomian has the posture of a chef, ordered.

Nanjue took the tomato as he did, but he glared at Ruan Xiaomian and said haughtily, "I know, you don't have to tell me."

Ruan Xiaomian skimmed his mouth and sniffed his nose to get rice. "Well, you know, you know everything. Then I don't care about you any more."

She would like to see if, without her warning, the great demon who does not eat fireworks can find the ingredients of the dishes he ordered.