Ruan Miao watched Ruan Mian go from being forbearing and suppressing to being emotionally overwhelmed.
This process only took less than half a minute.
The wind on the rooftop became more and more wanton, driving Ruan Mian's heart to the bottom. She clasped the railing with her left hand to maintain the balance of her body and the fluctuations in her heart.
Ruan Miao's eyes were playful and funny, and his eyes were fixed on the joints on the back of her folded hands: "You still care about Song Yan'an, right?"
"Since you loved him so much back then, why did you want to snatch Lu Huainan from me?"
Ruan Miao's face was twisted ferociously and emotionally.
It was like when she was a child and she snatched her favorite doll.
Ruan Mian hates not only Jiang Hui, but also Ruan Wenbin. If he hadn't agreed, Jiang Hui wouldn't have been able to enter the Ruan family. Men and women are equally guilty of cheating.
She opened her eyes: "Ruan Miao, do you think Lu Huainan would marry you without me?"
She said, "Stop dreaming. Even without me, you can't even get in through the Lu family's door."
This fact was something she only became aware of after Ruan Mian married Lu Huainan.
The Lu family is not that easy to get into.
Even if you get in, you have to shed a layer of skin first.
Ruan Miao and Lu Huainan didn't get along at all.
If she really marries Lu Huainan, her only fate will be to be at his mercy for the rest of her life and to be alone in an empty house for the rest of her life.
"Don't pretend to think about me. I know what you are thinking."
Ruan Miao was too excited, and her voice was somewhat broken by the cold wind.
Compared to her appearance.
Ruan Mian was much more calm and unhurried. She said calmly: "Yes, I don't want you mother and daughter to be well. I wish I could kill you, but I also remind you to stay away from Lu Huainan."
"I don't."
Ruan Mian has already separated his emotions from Song Yanan's incident.
She is now so calm and rational that no one can shake her.
Ruan Mian sneered: "Lu Huainan doesn't love you, and he never loved me. The woman he loves is called Fu Ying. Now she has been sent to Dongcheng by him. If you don't believe it, you can ask it yourself."
Hear the sound.
Ruan Miao narrowed his eyes and looked at her, trying to figure out how true or false these words were.
She knew more or less what Ruan Mian had been with Lu Huainan these years.
Apart from being responsive to all material needs in life, Lu Huainan had almost no feelings for her.
I heard that he has been staying out all these years, not even returning to the wedding room.
Ruan Mian wiped his hands: "It's up to you whether you believe it or not."
After saying that, she turned and left.
Ruan Mian knew that Ruan Miao was obsessed with death. If she knew that there was such a person around Lu Huainan, she would definitely find someone. Since she was going to die, she might as well give her a push.
"Ruan Mian, don't you hate Song Yanan for sleeping with me?"
There is a slight gap in the rooftop door, making it difficult to see anything from the outside.
Ruan Mian felt that God was not willing to play tricks on her.
She happened to see the pair of dark brown leather shoes in the corner.
Song Yan'an stood there for who knows how long.
Maybe he heard everything she said to Ruan Miao, or maybe he just happened to come up to smoke and bumped into each other, so he didn't hear anything.
Ruan Mian suppressed the expression on his face to reveal nothing, and his tone was at least indifferent and at least self-evident: "Dr. Song and I have broken up a long time ago. It's your business to sleep together."
"To put it bluntly, the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried. Even if you marry him, I shouldn't hate you."
But her heart was like a knife.
The leather shoes in the corner soon retreated and disappeared.
A faint light appeared from the crack of the door, and then the voice-activated light dimmed, and it was as dark as a hole.
The cold wind behind my back blew against me, carrying Ruan Miao's sharp and sarcastic voice: "You are just like your mother, you think you are noble, but you are actually more cruel than anyone else."
What Ruan Mian grieves the most is her unlucky mother.
Ruan Miao stabbed her in the heart with a knife.
She turned around, with murderous eyes in her eyes, and rushed to Ruan Miao with her eyebrows furrowed. Ruan Miao didn't have time to react, and received a heavy slap on the side of her face. The slap was not enough, so Ruan Mian hit her again.
Three sounds in a row.
The crisp slap and the burning pain stimulated Ruan Miao's self-esteem.
Ruan Miao went to cover his face.
Ruan Mian warned: "Keep your mouth clean from now on."
Ruan Miao was forced to take two steps back by her strong arrogance. She stared at Ruan Mian's retreating back with red eyes, her teeth grinding with hatred.
