Mommy, Daddy is here again

Chapter 46 I will never marry that playboy...

Jian Ruge looked at Ling Xiaoyue, her words were shocking and endless, "Yueyue, do you really want to marry Mo Zixiang?"

Ling Xiaoyue froze for a moment as she paused for a moment.

She put down the water glass, turned around, and stared blankly at Jian Ruge: "Marry Mo Zixiang?"

Jian Ruge nodded, "Well, yes, you heard right."

Ling Xiaoyue exploded in an instant, "It's a joke! How is it possible!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Xiaoyue looked at Jian Ruge and asked, "Ruge, who did you listen to such a funny thing?"

Is it funny?
Why doesn't she feel it.

Jian Ruge looked at Ling Xiaoyue, and said word by word: "Your father's last words!"

Ling Xiaoyue's eyes widened, and she looked at Jian Ruge in disbelief: "How is it possible?!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Xiaoyue continued: "Ge'er, I'm timid, don't scare me!"

Jian Ruge looked at Ling Xiaoyue: "Yueyue, all of this is true, I didn't scare you. Not long before you came back, Chairman Mo's came to propose marriage in person."

Ling Xiaoyue immediately frowned, "Damn it, he must be sick! As for Mo Zixiang, that playboy, I would think it dirty if he gave it to me. How could I marry such a man!"

Seeing the runaway best friend, and listening to her best friend's evaluation of Mo Zixiang, Jian Ruge burst into a smile, thinking of Mo Zixiang she had seen.

Although she didn't have much contact with Mo Zixiang, it was only a few times.

But sometimes, with just a few meetings, you can understand a person's personality.

She felt that Mo Zixiang should be quite upright.

Jian Ruge looked at Ling Xiaoyue and expressed her thoughts.

"Yueyue, Mo Zixiang and I have been in touch a few times. I think he is not bad. Maybe his playboy is just his appearance, just a side he deliberately shows to everyone. In fact, he is not a person. It's not that bad."

"Deliberately showing it to everyone? He must be sick!"

Ling Xiaoyue couldn't listen to Jian Ruge's words at all, and kept her own subjective opinions, "Ruge, you just came back from abroad, you don't know, that playboy Mo Zixiang is famous in Jiangcheng for changing women's clothes."

When it comes to Mo Zixiang's love affair, Ling Xiaoyue can't finish talking.

"Ruge, that playboy hangs around the flowers all day long, and occupies the entertainment headlines with different young models and [-]th-tier stars every day. Those who know him think he is affectionate, but those who don't know think he is the first breed—a pig!"

Jian Ruge suppressed a smile: "Yueyue, are you the one who knows, or the one who doesn't?"

"Me? Of course I don't know, and I'm not familiar with him. Of course, I don't want to be familiar with such a playboy who plays around with women's feelings."

Jian Ruge said with a smile: "Maybe you misunderstood him, maybe those are rumors spread by everyone?"

"So what about spreading rumors? My sister has an emotional and cleanliness obsession. I don't know how many times that kind of stuff has been handled by others, so I don't like it."

Ling Xiaoyue poured a glass of water, drank it in one gulp, then looked at Jian Ruge and said, "Ruge, there are two kings in Jiangcheng today. One is the Mu family who treats women like dung, and treats them like scourges. The boss of the group, Mu Qinghan; the other is Mo Zixiang who treats women like his own life."

Mu Qinghan?
Treat women like dung?

Treating women as scourges and avoiding them, why didn't she see it at all?
Jian Ruge glanced at her lips contemptuously, and had to sigh: Rumors mislead people, rumors mislead people!
Ling Xiaoyue's words continued: "Ruge, just like Mo Zixiang's low-pitched look. There are rumors in the market that if he doesn't touch a woman for a day, that is to say, if he doesn't leave a woman for more than a day, he will die immediately. You don't know this, do you?"

Mo Zixiang was sitting in the office looking at the documents, and suddenly he sneezed a few times, who the hell is scolding me?

Jian Ruge couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out laughing, "Yueyue, what you said is a bit too much, I think Mo Shao is not the person you said!"

"It doesn't matter whether it's that kind of person, what's important is that I won't choose such a person, let alone interact with him!"

Ling Xiaoyue glanced at her eyebrows, "Hmph, what age is it now, and what kind of old tricks are you still playing to save your life? Anyway, I won't listen to my father and marry that playboy Mo Zixiang."

Jian Ruge smiled, "Okay, okay, if you say you don't want to marry, we won't."

She wondered if Mo Zixiang would vomit blood and die if he heard such words.

Ling Xiaoyue laughed, "Is that right, this is my best friend and sister!"

The two quarreled for a while and chatted about each other's recent situation. After that, Jian Ruge had dinner at Ling Xiaoyue's house before returning to her apartment.

The next day, when Jian Ruge was free, she went to send Jian Zihang to school, and went out to hang out with Ling Xiaoyue. When she was busy, she cooperated with Mu's arrangement to shoot the second phase of the advertisement, and her life was considered peaceful.

A life in peace naturally passes quickly.

In fact, no matter whether life is peaceful or difficult, whether you like it or not, it continues every day.

On this day in Jiangcheng, there was a drizzle in the sky.

Under the drizzle, as simple as a singer holding flowers, she went to the cemetery dressed in black.

Today is her mommy Suman's memorial day, and today is also her Jian Ruge's birthday.

23 years ago today, Suman gave birth to her after nine deaths.

And her birth was the coming of Suman's disaster.

So for so many years, I refused to celebrate my birthday.

She was born with a strange fragrance, and she was a monster and freak in the outside world, and a monster that would bring ominous to the family.

She was just born, and she had just let out a cry, and she was still in the future to feel the beauty of this world. The grandfather of Jian's family——Jian Ling's father, her stubborn old grandfather who had never met, ordered his servants to put the fragrant She discarded it.

His abandonment was not to give her away to be raised, nor was he to throw her on the road to fend for herself, but to throw her directly into the icy sea.

That's right, the old man she called her grandpa wanted someone to sink her into the sea directly, and drown her while she was still in her infancy.

Suman, who had just given birth and needed to rest, rushed out immediately when she heard the news.

With all her strength, she finally snatched the child back from the hands of the bodyguard, but accidentally rolled down the stairs.

At that time, Jian Ruge was still young, an ignorant baby who didn't understand anything.

She opened her big eyes, looking at this strange world.

She didn't know that the blood of her mother, who was holding her with all her strength and preventing her from being hurt by the outside world, was flowing out.

The bright red blood flowed from Suman's forehead, slowly infected the entire ground, and slowly solidified.

Suman didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, and just held her like that until he lost the last bit of breathing instinct.

(End of this chapter)