Ruan Mian has no emotional basis with him, and they only show a tacit understanding on these matters.
She raised her face and met Lu Huainan's eyes.
There was no unnecessary emotion in the man's eyes, which were as deep as ink, as if he could directly see her heart.
Ruan Mian reached out and touched his eyebrows: "Huainan, I beat her, are you not angry?"
Lu Huainan didn't say anything. His cold fingers slid down from her shoulders, pressed her wrists little by little, and pinned her to the head of the bed.
Two hours later.
His treatment of her has never had anything to do with pity.
The whole body was like being dismantled and reassembled into parts, and it hurt so much when Ruan Mian moved. She lay on her back on the edge of the bed. Lu Huainan stood up, picked up a coat and covered her body.
She tilted her head.
His eyes were half open, and wherever he squinted, he could see the tall figure of a man.
Broad shoulders and narrow waist, stylish when dressed and even more stylish when undressed.
Lu Huainan was born into a wealthy family, and his father was the richest businessman in the area. He was truly a prince born with a golden key.
But his appearance is more noble than his birth.
There is an aura of nobility in his words and deeds.
"Get up and take a shower later."
The commonness of men, and their cold and perfunctory attitude after everything is over, become extremely obvious.
Ruan Mian didn't answer.
She glanced dully at the trash can, with four small objects hanging on the edge.
The wall clock ticked on the wall.
Twelve on time.
Lu Huainan's cell phone placed on the table kept ringing.
Ruan Mian turned over and took a few steps despite the pain in his thighs.
The word "welcome" is noted on the screen.
She thought: It should be the name of that female college student!
Lu Huainan even gave her number by name and surname. It was obvious that this preference was genuine, and he couldn't say he was sad, nor could he express his grievance.
The marriage between the two was originally a combination of interests.
He lit a cigarette and curled up on the sofa, waiting for Lu Huainan to come out.
About ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened from the inside.
Lu Huainan's hair was slightly short, and water dripped wetly onto his shoulder blades. The water dropped around his chest and flowed into his abdomen, where it was dried by the towel around his waist, over and over again.
He stepped on the ground with his bare feet, and his ankles were so exquisite that his blood flowed.
Ruan Mian looked through the smoke and swallowed his saliva.
She is not a female Bodhisattva who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
Lu Huainan didn't pay attention to her scrutiny and raised his eyelids: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
He is neither stupid nor blind.
Ruan Mian couldn't be just empty, lonely and cold, begging him to come back and sleep with her. If she had been born so dissolute, she wouldn't have caught the attention of the Lu family in the first place.
The corners of her lips moved silently.
Then she pressed down at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Something happened to the Ruan family and they need 30 million in capital turnover." The woman's voice was gentle.
After listening, Lu Huainan didn't even raise his eyebrows. He said calmly: "Did Ruan Wenbin ask you to come this time, or did you want it yourself?"
"My Father."
After saying that, Ruan Mian held his breath and looked at him with a straight face.
Lu Huainan put on his shirt and raised his right hand expressionlessly.
She leaned over and fastened the buttons for him, and the man's thin lips were pressed against her ear: "No wonder you worked so hard on your performance just now, but it's not worth the 30 million."
When Lu Huainan retreated, only she knew how cold Ruan Mian's face was.
She pursed her lips and smiled: "Do you want to borrow it or not?"
Lu Huainan didn't hide his sarcasm: "Have you ever repaid the money you borrowed from the Lu family when you married into the Lu family?"
It was obvious that he refused to borrow it.
Ruan Mian's fingers were still touching the man's arm, but she took them away.
Returning to enough rationality and indifference, he is completely different from his previous pretentious appearance.
Changing faces is like turning the pages of a book.
Since Lu Huainan refused to borrow it, even if she tried to talk, Ruan Mian would not be able to borrow it. Not only was Ruan Mian sober, but she was also decisive. She walked around the man without even saying hello and walked straight out.
"Is this your attitude towards borrowing money?"
The cold look in her eyes gradually faded, and soon she turned around with her normal expression.
There was a cigarette case on the table. Ruan Mian reached down to get it, shook out a cigarette and put it to Lu Huainan's lips.
He didn't open his mouth, so she kept holding it.
Ruan Mian's posture can be described as gentle: "I will definitely return it this time."
Lu Huainan took the cigarette and said lightly: "Thirty million is not too much. Is there someone in Harbor City who is willing to help you? Why don't you go to that Cheng Yansheng for help?"
