Chapter 302

Ruan Xiaomian got on the taxi and went directly to the Pioneer Building of the times.

She didn't know it until she got to the gate of the times pioneer building. It turned out that the dead bastard of nanjue took her so far away last night.

She left the small hotel at more than five o'clock and didn't arrive at the vanguard until eight o'clock.

Dead pervert!

While scolding and opening the car door, Ruan Xiaomian said to the driver in front of him, "master, I'll go up and take the money and I'll come down soon."

"OK." The driver had a good attitude and nodded with a smile.

Ruan Xiaomian opened the door and immediately got out of the car. Originally, she wanted to rush in to get her bag and mobile phone, but

What happened to her car?

How did you get hit like that grandmother?

and as like as two peas in her car.

Who doesn't have eyes?

If you don't have good driving skills, don't you come out and have a good time?

Ruan Xiaomian was in a bad mood. When he saw his car hit, he added fuel to the fire and was about to explode.

She strode forward and looked at the license plate number of her car. Originally, she wanted to find out who owned the car. But when she saw the license plate number of the car, her anger burned more vigorously, and her clothes seemed to be burning.

NJ6666。

Nanjue 6666, is that what you mean?

This pervert. The license plate number is abnormal.

6666, six farts?

Her car provoked him?

Asshole!

Ruan Xiaomian didn't fight at all. He bit his teeth and clenched his fist tightly.

If nanjue were in front of her now, she would come forward and give him a good beating.

"So this car is yours."

A familiar voice came.

“……”

It's true that Cao Cao has arrived.

Ruan Xiaomian was surrounded by orange fire.

She turned slowly and looked at the coming nanjue, her fists clenched more tightly.

Asshole, she crashed her car. Now I'm still running to say sarcasm. This shameless man can't do without giving some lessons.

Of course, nanjue could see the anger of Ruan Xiaomian, but the more angry she was, the happier he was laughing.

He stepped forward slowly, and his handsome face looked at her with his hands in his pockets and his chin raised. He said, "I don't like people driving the same car as me. Besides, I'll pay you your fare. Don't thank me."

"I thank your mother, you big head!" Ruan Xiaomian roared with red eyes and looked around for a circle, but he couldn't find a weapon to weigh his hand.

"Don't get excited. I'll accompany you with the money when we get together." Nanjue shrugged. "I didn't expect that after five years, you still care about a car. Tut, you're not as good as you used to be when you leave me."

After saying that, Nan Jue turned and left.

Well, he came here to humiliate her, didn't he?

Asshole!

asshole! Asshole!

Ruan Xiaomian is going mad, but what can she do?

I can't beat him again.

First of all, fighting with nanjue is not the key. The key is to take the son back.

I don't know where the birthday party is for his son.

Ruan Xiaomian looked at nanjue thoughtfully. He was silent and turned to the meeting room yesterday. He took back the bag and mobile phone he had left there.

Turn on the mobile phone, a total of three missed calls, all from Jiang Yiche, respectively called at 12:00 p.m., then 1:30 p.m., and 12:00 p.m.

If he can't find her, he must be very anxious. Maybe he has turned over the whole city of San SA.

But he never imagined that the Marquis would take her to that shabby place.

Taking a deep breath, Ruan Xiaomian dials Jiang Yiche's phone number while going out.

The phone was connected quickly. Jiang Yiche's deep voice came from inside, "I'm in the apartment."

"I'll go back now." Ruan Xiaomian said faintly, hung up the phone, left the times pioneer building, stopped a taxi, and returned to karomong, an upscale apartment she now lives in.

Take the elevator directly came to the 36th floor, the elevator door opened, she saw Jiang Yiche sitting on the sofa in the hall.

He looks very pale.

Ruan Xiaomian stood in the elevator, silent, went in, took off his shoes, put them on the new shoe cabinet, and walked in barefoot.

"You were with nanjue last night." Jiang Yiche said in a deep voice, not a question, but in a positive tone.

Ruan Xiaomian walked silently, put his bag on the tea table and said, "well, I was the pioneer of the times yesterday Ah Jiang Yiche, what are you doingShe suddenly screamed out, because her words have not finished, people have been Jiang Yiche pressed to the sofa.

His kiss followed.

Ruan Xiaomian a side of the head, his hot lips fell on her neck.

His heavy breath lingered in her ears. Ruan Xiaomian knew that it was his anger.

He tore at her neck. It was not a kiss at all. He took off her coat and tore her dress.

Ruan Xiaomian has a sluggish heartbeat, but does not struggle.

Her face a calm, looking at the body into the madness of Jiang Yiche, suddenly smile out, smile very cold.

Jiang Yiche crazy action a lag, suddenly raised his head, maliciously staring at her, "what are you laughing at?"

Ruan Xiaomian continued to sneer, the voice was soft, "I laugh at you, loser, Jiang Yiche, you are a loser, you can never get the heart of your beloved, you can only use strong."

"Ruan Xiaomian, you are not a human being." Jiang Yiche's voice was low and cold. He threw away Ruan Xiaomian and stood up.

He looked down at Ruan Xiaomian lying on the sofa, his eyes full of hate.

"Don't you want revenge? Not to take back your son? Your revenge is to go to bed with nanjue

He knows everything, even if he was not there yesterday.

If she didn't come back and didn't answer the phone, he knew something was wrong.

When he knew that the boss behind the time pioneer was nanjue, he was more sure that they were together.

She didn't come back all night, a man and a woman together all night, what would happen, idiots know.

"Ruan Xiaomian, you have been waiting for five years to make yourself stronger, just to come back to nanjue and prove that your bed skills have improved, haven't you?"

"Jiang Yiche!" Ruan Xiaomian stands up with a roar, stares at Jiang Yiche, and confronts him.

Jiang Yiche snorted coldly, his chest heaved violently, "did I say anything wrong?"

"I know you're angry, so you can't say anything. I don't want to quarrel with you now."

Ruan Xiaomian calmed down, although her chest also fluctuated violently because of anger.

"If it's like what you said, I'd rather die now."

Words fall, she sat down on the sofa, between the eyebrows dyed with a touch of tired color.

God knows what she went through yesterday.

The reunion with nanjue yesterday was unexpected to her, and she didn't even have any preparation.

Of course, she didn't want to tangle with nanjue and take back her son directly. How nice.

But the dream is full, the reality is always very bony.

She felt that she was a failure. After waiting for five years and preparing for it, she came out like this.

Jiang Yiche also calmed down. He sat down beside Ruan Xiaomian, raised his arm and took her into his arms.

"Your son's birthday today. He's at school now."

"At school?" Ruan Xiaomian sat up in surprise and looked at Jiang Yiche, as if he could get the answer from his face.

Anyway, derrick is also a young master of the blue blood family, and it should be a grand event to celebrate his birthday.

How can he go to school today?

"Yes, at school, he never had a birthday." Jiang Yiche said lightly.

Smell speech, Ruan Xiaomian eyebrow heart tightly tied a knot, a thousand kinds of taste rush into the heart, each kind is not good.

Her son has never had a birthday.

How could this happen?

How did nanjue become a father?

He's a real jerk!

"I'm going to school." Ruan Xiaomian stood up, grabbed the bag on the tea table and went out.

The wrist was caught by Jiang Yiche as she went out.

"You can't see him. The school is surrounded by nanjue people, even the teachers are nanjue people, and your clothes."

He tore it up.

"Oh." Ruan Xiaomian chuckled.

This is indeed the style of nanjue.

When she was in school, it was the same.

However, she was satisfied with this point. At least he protected his son very well.

"Wait for the afternoon. He leaves school at 4:30 in the afternoon." Jiang Yiche said, releasing Ruan Xiaomian's hand.

Silence, Ruan Xiaomian nodded, looked at Jiang Yiche again, said, "I'll go back to my room first", and went upstairs.

“Genie。” Jiang Yiche stopped her.

Ruan Xiaomian's feet a lag, slowly turned to look at him, "what's the matter?"

Jiang Yiche looked at her, quietly looked at him for a long time, then asked, "do you still love nanjue?"

"What do you say?" Ruan Xiaomian immediately asked.

"Don't ask me, Ruan Xiaomian. You won't admit my answer."Perhaps she could only remember her hatred for nanjue, but as an outsider, he could see it clearly.

In her heart, it is impossible to completely erase her love for nanjue.

"Your answer is wrong, Jiang Yiche. How did I spend these five years? You know best that nanjue is the person I hate most. As early as five years ago, I did not love him. This question, I only answer you this time, don't ask me again, it has no meaning at all."

With a cold voice, Ruan Xiaomian turns around and steps up the stairs.

Jiang Yiche's voice sounded again, "when will you marry me?"

Hearing this, Ruan Xiaomian's heart beat stagnated, but his steps did not stop.

"You decide."

"Well, I'll get ready now." Jiang Yiche said firmly.

"Good." Ruan Xiaomian answered lightly and went upstairs.

She is going to marry Jiang Yiche.

Ha ha!

That's funny.

Once, she expected to hold a grand wedding with nanjue?

Now, the wedding is coming, but the object is not nanjue.

Yes, how could her object be nanjue?

He's her enemy.

Heart, suddenly pain, like a knife twist.

Ruan Xiaomian frowned, raised his hand and pressed his chest, trying to ease his heartache.

But it didn't help.

"Bang!"

She kicked hard at the door of the bedroom in front of her, and at the same time a long string of curses and scorn fell on her.

She is really useless. Now, she is still heartbroken for nanjue.

Nanjue is right. She's an idiot. She's a fool. She's mentally retarded!

The door was not kicked open.

Ruan Xiaomian opens the door, enters the door and throws her handbag aside. She throws herself into the soft big bed.

She has to adjust herself.

Her return after five years is a failure for her. In the next war of seizing the son, she must not fail.

Time tick.

Soon, it's four o'clock in the afternoon.

Ruan Xiaomian cleaned up and went downstairs directly.

Jiang Yiche was downstairs. Seeing her coming down, she said faintly, "you are ready to go now."

"Well." Ruan Xiaomian nodded, very nervous.

I'm going to see my son soon. She's really nervous.