The Vicious Female Partner Was So Angry That She Cried

Xiang Xiaolou's face turned pale. Although she had no affection for Ruan Mingyuan, the person who had been with Ruan Mingyuan for so long, half an hour ago he opened his eyes to look at her, and now he stopped breathing like this, and his eyes no longer Will open.

Ruan Mingyuan is no longer in the world. Ruan Lutang has no mother, and now he has no father.

Suddenly such a sentence popped into Xiang Xiaolou's mind. She looked at Ruan Lutang sadly, and suddenly a few distressed emotions emerged from the bottom of her heart. But the next second, Xiang Xiaolou was startled by his reaction.

How could she subconsciously think of Ruan Lutang's psychological condition first? Ruan Mingyuan is dead, what she should feel most distressed about is herself!

She didn't get the certificate with Ruan Mingyuan. Although she is now living in Ruan's house, she is nameless and without a part. Ruan Mingyuan died and Ruan Lutang wanted to drive her out.

Xiang Xiaolou's face turned paler, and the sadness in his eyes was even worse, but this time it was not for Ruan Lutang, but for herself.

She is afraid of being poor.

Xiang Xiaolou has a gambling father and a hardworking but cowardly mother. As far as she can remember, she hasn't seen her father ever work. If you win, spend time and drink with your poker friends for health care, and if you lose, you will go home and play shamelessly. Either stubbornly take away the money for the mother's hard work, or even coerced and coerced intimidatingly to not let go of her pocket money.

Xiang Xiaolou grew up to eighteen years old. He never went to the canteen with his classmates, and was not willing to buy a bottle of mineral water. For the first time in his life, he had Western food as a treat for his roommate’s birthday.

That western food was not upscale, but it allowed her to see a brand new world.

She was sitting in the dining room, holding a knife and fork and couldn't distinguish between her left and right hands. The half-ripe steak was not to her appetite, but Xiang Xiaolou ate it in earnest bite by bite, together with her vigorous ambition.

From then on, Xiang Xiaolou secretly vowed in her heart that she would not go back to the days when a dollar had to be counted and spent, and she must live a life without worrying about money.

The easiest and fastest way to become a rich man is to climb no matter which branch is tall.

She rejected everyone's pursuit, worked hard, graduated as an outstanding graduate, and entered a well-known domestic listed company, just to try her best to climb up, so as to attach the tallest branch.

Xiang Xiaolou's hard work was not in vain. She participated in an important project and successfully approached Ruan Mingyuan. Six months later, she became Ruan Mingyuan's lover.

Ruan Mingyuan is a very masculine person. He likes Xiang Xiaolou, so he feels that Xiang Xiaolou should be sheltered. He ordered Xiang Xiaolou to resign to concentrate on preparing for being a full-time wife at home.

Xiang Xiaolou obediently listened, and took the initiative to plunge into Ruan Mingyuan's cage, happily making a canary.

And now, it was time for her to pay for her vanity.

The industry that Xiang Xiaolou was in previously has been changing with each passing day. She has been out of touch for so long, and it is difficult for her to keep up with others. Besides, her current status is embarrassing. As Ruan Mingyuan's "widow", if she starts again from the bottom, it will lose Ruan Mingyuan's face. But no one would sell her such a big face if she had to airborne high-levels.

What's more, Xiang Xiaolou and Ruan Mingyuan spent most of their lives together in extravagance. Ruan Mingyuan was busy with work and had no time to accompany her, so he threw her an unlimited number of secondary cards and asked her to shop and play mahjong with Mrs. Bie Jiakuo.

She loves money and an extravagant life, which Xiang Xiaolou never denies. She was used to this kind of life, and she didn't plan to go back to live the original hard life.

Xiang Xiaolou doesn't love Ruan Mingyuan, she sees herself as a commodity and Ruan Mingyuan as the owner of such commodities.

"Ruan Mingyuan is dead." These five words lingered in Xiang Xiaolou's mind for a long time.

Xiang Xiaolou clenched his fists and looked at Ruan Lutang with scorching eyes: The goods are about to be sold again, and Ruan Lutang must become the new owner.

…

Ruan Lutang put down the phone, her face was as usual. Even if it was announcing the death of her biological father word by word, she didn't see any special emotions on her face, but there was a trace of sorrow hidden deep in her eyes.

"Are you okay?" She lowered her eyes, put her hand around Xiang Xiaolou's shoulder, and asked her in a low voice.

Xiang Xiaolou glanced at her hand on his shoulder, wondering whether he should be happy or sad. She tried her best and failed to make Ruan Lutang deviate a step, but Ruan Mingyuan's death made Ruan Lutang take the initiative to hold her for the first time. Although Ruan Lutang was only afraid of her excessive sadness, her stature was unstable.

However, this also made Xiang Xiaolou understand a little bit about Ruan Lutang's attitude--she hated Ruan Mingyuan, but she also hoped that Xiang Xiaolou, who was by his side, could have a bit of true affection for him.

Xiang Xiaolou immediately covered his face and shook his head in disbelief: "I just, I just can't believe it, President Ruan just left."

She was scared to face pale by the news of Ruan Mingyuan's death, and at the same time worried about her origin, she looked really panicked.

Looking at her like this, Ruan Lutang's voice softened a little, and said with comfort: "He has no regrets for the last journey with you. Miss Xiang, please be sorry."

Xiang Xiaolou took a deep look at her eyes, saw the grief in her eyes, and trembled in her heart.

It is clear that Ruan Lutang was the one who lost his relative, but he still took into account her emotions, suppressed her grief alone, and patiently comforted her.

Xiang Xiaolou forced down the strange feeling in his heart, and squeezed Ruan Lutang's hand: "You are also sorry."

This time, Ruan Lutang didn't take his hand out again.

Ruan Mingyuan’s body was quickly brought back to Ruan’s family. According to Ruan’s custom, he had to lie in an ice coffin, with Ruan Lutang guarding the spirit for the night, and then a series of matters such as cremation and burial the next day.

The body was placed in the Ruan's hall. Ruan Mingyuan was put on a Chinese-style shroud and lay in the ice coffin with his eyes closed, showing signs of suffering torment all over his body. There are deep creases between the eyebrows, and the cheeks are deeply sunken because they have not eaten for a few days.

It was late, and the lights were turned on in the room, and the pale lights came down to illuminate the countless dense water marks that were winding on the transparent ice coffin and condensed because of freezing. And Ruan Mingyuan was lying down, his face was peaceful, with a sense of unreality.

Ruan Lutang stood aside and glanced coldly, then turned around and walked away with Pei Zhao.

Xiang Xiaolou looked at Ruan Mingyuan's closed eyes in a daze. When she recovered, she only saw Ruan Lutang's back. She and Pei Zhao entered the study room in the corner.

They didn't know what they were talking about, they closed the door tightly and didn't come out for a long time.

Standing in front of the ice coffin, Xiang Xiaolou absent-mindedly pressed the transparent coffin lid with his hands, and kept glancing towards the study.

She saw the butler entered the study and came out in less than two minutes. She walked towards her and said politely: "Miss Xiang, it's getting late. You are tired for a day, so you can rest earlier."

The housekeeper always called her to Miss Xiang, but this time, "Miss Xiang" was a bit less respectful than before, but a bit more alienated.

"I'm not tired, let's talk about it, but also for--" Xiang Xiaolou said with a smile, turning his head to the ice coffin.

However, in the next instant, Xiang Xiaolou realized what the housekeeper was saying-she was not from the Ruan family, and she didn't even have the qualifications to guard the spirit of Ruan Mingyuan.

Xiang Xiaolou's smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and she looked at the housekeeper in panic.

The butler laughed pityingly, and said, "Miss Xiang, we are here to take care of you, so please rest first."

He used the two words "we" to draw a clear dividing line from Xiang Xiaolou, expelling Xiang Xiaolou from the scope of Ruan's family.

Xiang Xiaolou bit his cheeks and sneaked to the entrance of the study while others were not paying attention. He turned his side slightly and pressed his ear to it.

She heard Pei Zhao in the study asking: "What are you going to do with those people left by Uncle Ruan?"

"What can I do," Ruan Lutang chuckled, "They are people, not objects. Can I just throw them away?"

Pei Zhao knocked on the table dissatisfiedly, and emphasized: "I mean to be serious, and you should be serious too."

He reduced his cynic tone, and said earnestly: "Uncle Ruan knew that after you took over the company, there must be people who were dissatisfied, so I left you with a lot of people who worked hard with him and were loyal to the Ruan family. They all treat you. Very useful."

"Du?" Ruan Lutang glanced at the door, his gaze shifted to the ground. There was a bright light through the gap between the door and the floor, and two shadows were laid diagonally in the middle, which were the shadows of two slender legs belonging to a woman.

So she raised her tone, suppressed her smile, and said loudly, "It's not necessarily true."

"Huh?" Pei Zhao looked at her suspiciously, thinking Ruan Lutang had made a big discovery.

Ruan Lutang continued: "The Xiang Xiaolou he left behind, isn't it useless to me?"

"..." Pei Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, "Your cheap mom?"

He said with a chuckle: "After all, that is also Uncle Ruan's sweetheart. You should help Uncle Ruan fulfill your wish and support her for the rest of your life."

Ruan Lutang looked at him with a smile, but Yu Guang still looked at the two shadows: "Why should I keep those that are of no use to me?"

Pei Zhao smiled dryly: "Too unfeeling, Mr. Ruan."

Ruan Lutang ignored him, looked at the two shadows and trembled a few times before staggering away.

Ruan Lutang is the only relative of Ruan Mingyuan, and it is customary to kneel on the futon in front of the ice coffin all night to guard the spirit.

She sent the housekeeper away, and the room suddenly became quiet, as if there was no other person besides her.

But she is not lonely. Calls come in from time to time. It is Ruan Mingyuan’s business partner, or a friend from far and near, expressing regret for his passing, and I would like to ask Ruan Lutang to mourn.

Too much polite remarks made her a little thirsty. In addition, Ruan Lutang knelt for a long time, and her legs began to numb. She simply stood up and walked to the kitchen, first to drink some water, and second to activities.

Ruan Lutang didn't turn on the light, so he took a bottle of water under the thin moonlight, unscrewed it and took two sips. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Xiang Xiaolou standing in front of the kitchen.

Xiang Xiaolou wore a silk nightdress. The smooth and draped fabric outlines a plump body. The corners of the skirt are placed on the calf, shaken by the gentle night breeze, and she keeps tapping on her white skin. kiss.

She walked towards Ruan Lutang, reached out her hand to hook her arm, leaned over and pressed herself over, and said softly, "Xiaotang, I'm a little scared."

Ruan Lutang looked at her coldly and suddenly laughed: "Ruan Ming is still in the cold, you can't wait to seduce his daughter in front of his coffin?"

The author has something to say: Xiaolou should be the one that best fits the title of "Vicious Girl", but I love Vicious Girl XD.

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