Sickly Love: Master Ruan, fierce and aggressive!

Song wanwei quickly felt cool.

She barely calmed her breath: "who are you? Wrong number."

"I won't call you wrong. Didn't I call you Mrs. Ruan? Aren't you satisfied with this identity?" the tone across the room was still like teasing, but it gave people an unspeakable sense of oppression: "or what are you afraid of?"

Song wanwei took a deep breath: "who are you? What are you calling me to say? You'd better be concise. I don't have time to chat with you."

"Mrs. soft is such an impatient person!" the other party said deliberately, "but the package that day is so far away, didn't you also pick it up?"

Song wanwei's pupil shrinks and suddenly realizes that this is the person who sent her a text message that day.

"It's you!" finally, song wanwei still couldn't help but gnash her teeth and said, "what's your purpose? Our family has no enemies with you. What do you want us to do?"

"Yes, your family has no enemies with me, but your husband wants to cooperate with my enemies." the man's tone was lower and must be telling the truth: "if you really want to protect your family, please help me advise your husband not to flow again in this muddy water."

Song wanwei wants to say something more, but the other party has hung up.

I don't know if this phone call has anything to do with Ruan Tingchen's negotiations this afternoon, but according to what the other party said, he obviously didn't receive his own satisfactory results.

After waiting a little longer, song wanwei called Ruan Tingchen.

Shut down.

This is not a good signal.

Song wanwei beat the drum in her heart and contacted the old house again.

After the other party learned her identity, the old lady answered the phone in person.

"What are you calling for at this time? Can't get in touch with Tingchen?" the old lady's tone was not intimate, but she didn't get bored before.

"No, I just want to ask how the children are." song wanwei doesn't want to say it. She knows that Ruan Tingchen certainly doesn't want it to be known by the old lady.

"They haven't finished school at this time." the old lady felt a little confused: "if you want to talk to them, I can convey it to you. Or you can call back later."

After hanging up the phone in a hurry, song wanwei was still in a mess.

She wanted to go out to get some air. She also remembered that it was a special time and she couldn't go out at will.

So she had to walk in the yard.

Before long, the sky began to rain again.

Someone came to hold an umbrella for song wanwei: "madam, go back to the house first. It's so cold and you'll catch a cold in the rain. We can't explain to President Ruan at that time."

Song wanwei took another look at the direction of the gate, lowered her eyes, nodded and returned to the house.

There was a crazy variety show on TV. The sound was very small. Song wanwei didn't see the content at all. She always seemed to hang a big stone in her heart.

When it was time for dinner, someone brought dinner to song wanwei. It was a rich dinner on the table, but song wanwei hardly moved her chopsticks.

Still no news.

Song wanwei received a phone call after she tasted some food.

"Mom!" Ruan Tangtang's voice came, sweet: "grandma said you called me and my brother earlier. What's the matter?"

Hearing Ruan Tangtang's voice at this time is undoubtedly a great comfort to song wanwei.

She breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little.

"Nothing, but you're not at home. I'm not used to it."

"Grandma said we would go back in two days." Ruan Tangtang said, "besides, isn't dad at home with you?"

Song wanwei was stunned. She paused for a moment and said, "yes."

"What's Dad doing now?" Ruan Tangtang asked imperceptibly.

"He... He's in the study," said Song wanwei.

"Oh, all right." Ruan Tangtang asked again, "do you want to talk to your brother?"

Song wanwei didn't dare to say more. She was flustered now. It would be even more troublesome if the child noticed something wrong.

However, at the other end of the phone, Ruan Junyan seems to have come.

"Is it your mother?" Ruan Junyan asked vaguely.

"I called." Ruan Tangtang replied, "since you're here, tell your mother that I'm going to see the little rabbit in the backyard."

Ruan Junyan answered the phone: "Mom."

"Well, Junyan." song wanwei could only harden her head and chat: "are you all right with grandma? Is there anything you're not used to?"

"Fortunately, it's a little far from school. We have to get up early every day." Ruan Junyan said, "when shall we go home?"

"Stay a few more days." song wanwei comforted: "aunt is not here these days. Assistant Lin may be a little busy and inconvenient."

Ruan Junyan agreed very wisely and said something happened in the school.

"Am I going back to piano class this week?" Ruan Junyan suddenly asked.

"Let's pause this week," said Song wanwei.

Ruan Junyan was silent for a moment and promised again. He didn't ask much.

Sometimes, song wanwei feels that Ruan Junyan is too sensible and doesn't even have the most basic curiosity of children. Although it can save her a lot of worry, she still worries about whether it's normal.

Just as she was about to hang up, something came from the door.

Song wanwei thought she was coming to clean up dinner, but she subconsciously looked at it.

Just at this glance, he saw Ruan Tingchen standing at the door, wet all over.

Song wanwei loosened her hand and hit her mobile phone on the ground.

But she did not care so much. Even if her legs were weak, she stood up and walked quickly towards Ruan Tingchen.

However, when she came to him, song wanwei stopped.

It was raining heavily outside. Ruan Tingchen obviously didn't hold an umbrella, so that he was soaked. His hair was close to his cheek, his face was covered with water marks, and his eyes were a little indifferent.

But when he saw song wanwei coming, the cold in his eyes melted like spring snow.

"Late, I'm back." when he spoke, his voice was still a little hoarse, which should be caused by the rain.

Song wanwei nodded with tears: "just come back."

She didn't ask anything. She helped Ruan Tingchen release the hot bath water, cooked ginger soup to dispel the cold and gave him a rest. Ruan Tingchen was lying in bed in his comfortable pajamas, but his spirit didn't look very good.

His hair was soft and drooping. Without his usual aura, he lay in bed and watched song wanwei busy.

Song wanwei sat at the edge of the bed and looked down at him: "has everything been solved?"

"It's not clear yet." Ruan Tingchen seemed to be exhausted to the extreme: "today's talk collapsed."