Chapter 339

"I know you have money. I also said it's not about money. It's mine to set up my own jewelry brand."

"Dreams, I know." Nanjue interrupts Ruan Xiaomian.

Dream, dream

His dream is to be with her forever, but what about her?

Only know their own jewelry brand.

"I don't want to talk. Sleep."

Lie down, Nan Jue covers the quilt, back to Ruan Xiaomian and closes his eyes.

Ruan Xiaomian can't laugh or cry.

Angry again?

Well, it's late. Go to bed.

Ruan Xiaomian turned on the wall lamp, then turned off the ceiling lamp, got into the bed and hugged nanjue from behind.

"Don't ignore me, I'm afraid."

In those five years in Norway, as soon as it was dark, she was afraid. For five years, every day was like that.

She was afraid of nightmares and her hatred for nanjue deepened Hate the people you love, life is better than death.

She lived a five-year life of death.

Now that everything was untied, she returned to nanjue's side and saw the sun again, but she was still afraid that he would ignore her.

Nanjue's heart softened and turned to embrace her face to face.

He is as blue as the sea at night. Anyone who takes a look at it will lose his heart in the depth of eternity.

Ruan Xiaomian felt that he was almost absorbed by his eyes.

"What are you afraid of? I'm right by your side. " Nanjue's voice is gloomy and elegant, full of magnetism, which can be addictive.

When he looked at her, the bottom of his eyes was lit up by the dim yellow light, which made people intoxicated and obsessed.

Ruan Xiaomian doesn't know when this obsession will last. Maybe she and nanjue will be like other couples. As time goes by, their passion will be diluted.

But she believed that their affection would never change.

"If you ignore me, I'm afraid." Ruan Xiaomian went to nanjue's arms to drill, and his heart was warm.

Now she cherishes every minute and every second with nanjue.

"Idiot, it's not really ignoring you." Nanjue thin lips light hook, eyebrows and eyes as clear as ink painting, blue eyes in the shining.

Ruan Xiaomian hugged nanjue more tightly.

After she came back, she had to hold him every night to fall asleep.

Nanjue's eyes are not from the dark down, meaningful vision falls on Ruan Xiaomian's head.

The room was flooded with dim lights.

It was a long time before nanjue said, "I've always wanted to ask you a question."

Ruan Xiaomian nodded in nanjue's arms, "what?"

"Why do you have PTSD?"

This is what nanjue always wanted to know.

Hearing this, Ruan Xiaomian opened his eyes and left nanjue's arms slightly, but did not look up at him.

She didn't want to tell nanjue that it was his grandmother who caused them to separate for five years.

Nanjue knew that he would be very angry, sad and embarrassed.

"Speak." The order of nanjue restored the former king's power.

Ruan Xiaomian's butterfly like eyelashes flickered twice, then she looked up in silence. Her cherry lips were slightly hooked and she gave a smile, "because I was very painful in those five years. You know me..."

"You told me before that you were thrown into the ice and snow in your month. Who is that?"

Nanjue heard Ruan Xiaomian say so at that time.

It was just that he was angry and didn't ask.

"Yes..." Ruan Xiaomian pondered in her heart when she said it, how could she forget it?

Was it on impulse again?

"I was kidnapped, then Yi Che I mean, that stranger saved me, because it was in the month, I got a very serious illness, I thought I would die, very painful, so I suffered from that mental disorder

Ruan Xiaomian finished, lowered his head and put out his tongue.

She did not know what she was saying, hoping to cheat nanjue.

But she lied, really for his good.

At this time, nanjue hissed and snorted, "now you have a lesson. How painful are you to leave me? Even if you are hypnotized, you can't No, I won't let you be hypnotized again

He would never give her a chance to leave him.

Ruan Xiaomian secretly congratulated him that he had been cheated.

"I know that I will hold your hand firmly and never leave you again."

"That's about it. Go to bed. I'll take you to check tomorrow." Nanjue patted Ruan Xiaomian on the back, like coaxing a child to sleep.

"Check?"

Ruan Xiaomian is slightly stunned and looks up at nanjue.

Check what?

Nanjue thin lips pursed, rolled a white eye, in the heart will Ruan small Mian above the ridicule.Of course, it's not just in the heart of ridicule.

"Stupid, didn't you go to check for pregnancy? It seems that I am the only one who can do it. I will take you to have an examination tomorrow, and I will have a ligation

“……” Ruan Xiaomian was shocked by the word "ligation".

Is he really?

In order to be able to have no worries about the future, he even had to do ligation.

Well, she's not really against it.

If this is really pregnant, she will have three babies, three just good, can't be more.

……

"Are you all right, mother?" Nanjia Yanzi comes to Mo Lan's room and asks with concern.

Originally, Mo Lan was going to attend the party with her, but only she was herself.

Mo Lan said that her body is not comfortable.

After the banquet, Nanjia Yanzi came to Molan's room.

Mo LAN is lying on the bed in beige pajamas. At the moment, she looks older than in the daytime.

She patted the position beside the bed and motioned for Nanjia Yanzi to sit down. Then, she took Nanjia Yanzi's hand, frowned, and said, "Yanzi, I'm old. There are some things I can't do enough. I'll give you Ruan Xiaomian's business."

Nanjia Yanzi nodded, "mother, don't worry, I will let Ruan Xiaomian disappear beside nanjue."

Even without Mo Lan's advice, Nanjia Yanzi would never allow Ruan Xiaomian to become the real wife of the family leader.

Mo LAN is sitting against the head of the bed, slowly raising his hand and gently stroking his neck There's still some pain there.

There is a bomb in her body. If you say it, no one will believe it.

But it is.

Ruan Xiaomian said that she would not be killed, but she can be sure that Ruan Xiaomian wants to use this bomb to threaten her.

Oh!

What a naive little girl.

Don't she know that the women of blue blood family are not ordinary women?

At the critical moment, even if she sacrificed herself, she would drive Ruan Xiaomian out of the country to ensure the pure aristocratic blood of the family.

This is her mission, so she is willing to sacrifice her life for it.

"Five years ago..." Mo LAN took a deep breath and said, "in fact, I sent someone to transport Ruan Xiaomian from the hospital."

She didn't tell anyone about it except for her and Andre.

She thought that this matter would disappear in the world with Ruan Xiaomian's death. But who would have thought that Ruan Xiaomian didn't die. Fortunately, Ruan Xiaomian came back and even wanted to revenge her.

Nanjia Yanzi was not surprised to hear Mo LAN say so.

"I know." She said faintly.

In those years, when she learned that Ruan Xiaomian's "personal letter" was from Mo LAN to nanjue, she guessed it.

She did not say that she had kept it in her mind for five years.

"Ruan Xiaomian also knows, but I don't understand why she didn't tell nanjue."

Ruan Xiaomian said she didn't want to embarrass nanjue, but Mo LAN didn't believe it.

That woman must be brewing a bigger plot.

"Mother, I'll take care of Ruan Xiaomian. You can have a good rest." Nanjia Yanzi said, got up and helped Mo LAN lie down and covered her with quilts.

Good night, Nanjia Yanzi left Mo Lan's room.

……

The next day, Ruan Xiaomian woke up before 5:30.

Jet lag is so easy for her.

"Good morning." Nanjue's languid voice rang out, and as she sat up, he hugged her from behind.

His voice with the characteristic of the early morning hoarse, but sweet and deep, with a trace of lazy charm, listening to people can not help but tremble.

Ruan small Mian bowed his head and smile, slightly side of the head, the rest of the light fell on the black hair of nanjue, "early."

"Wait, breakfast with grandmother and mother." Nanjue warned.

Ruan Xiaomian nodded, "I know."

She said, leaving nanjue's arms, lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, "are you going to tell them after the examination?"

She was talking about the possibility of pregnancy.

"Well." Nanjue also followed him out of bed and went into the bathroom behind Ruan Xiaomian.

Ring……

A cell phone rings.

Nan Jue frowned and looked back. His mobile phone rang on the sofa. He didn't pay attention. He followed Ruan Xiaomian in and washed.

More than 20 minutes later, the two people came out of the bathroom, and the mobile phone was still ringing.

"It's something urgent." Ruan Xiaomian said and went to pick up nanjue's mobile phone.

A strange number is displayed on the screen of the mobile phone, and nanjue has no notes.

She handed her cell phone to nanjue and turned to the dresser.

Nanjue wiped his hair with a towel in one hand and pressed the answer button with the other hand, "say.""Nanjue, it's me." Emma's voice came from the phone. She spoke pure American English.

Nanjue's eyes were slightly deep. I didn't expect Emma to call him so early.

He didn't keep Emma's phone number or keep it in mind.

But even if he knew it was Emma, he would pick it up.

After all, he has to give the woman an account.

"I'll find time to solve my problem with you. Now I have something else to do." Nanjue finished and hung up the phone.

As for the compensation to the dubov family, he has already thought about it.

Ruan Xiaomian looked at nanjue from the mirror of the dressing table. Although he was curious about what he was saying, he did not ask much.

She did a good job of skin care, painted a simple make-up, the whole person looked energetic.

"I'll change first."

Nanjue faintly answered, watching Ruan Xiaomian enter the cloakroom, and then dial the phone number of Park Shiwan.

"You've got to keep a close eye on the dubov family recently."

He was worried that the dubov family would do something about it if they did not agree to terminate the engagement.

"Yes." Park Shiwan replied respectfully.

Nanjue hung up, put down his cell phone and went to the cloakroom.

"Your clothes." Ruan Xiaomian chose a very formal suit for nanjue.

For aristocrats, dressing for breakfast is very important. It must be formal, which she learned five years ago.

The breakfast of the blue blood family was divided into several groups. Xiangnanxi played very late the night before, and usually began to eat brunch at about ten o'clock.

Both Mo LAN and Nanjia Yanzi are busy with family affairs for a day, so their breakfast time is very early.

At 6:30, Ruan Xiaomian and nanjue bring nanxiu to the restaurant. Mo LAN and Nanjia Yanzi have already taken their seats.

Once in the restaurant, Ruan Xiaomian's sight met Mo LAN in mid air. There seemed to be a trace of smoke in the air.

Ruan Xiaomian really wanted to know how Mo LAN and Nanjia Yanzi would react if they knew that nanjue was going to dissolve the whole family.

They will hate to kill her.