Chapter 110: Inner Demon

The smile in Jiang Ruan's eyes had faded a lot, she quietly looked at the eyes of the girl in front of her, and said word by word: "Next time, don't agree to this kind of thing casually, you have to maintain the bridge of friendship, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

She can understand Zhuang Ke's position, but it doesn't mean that she will condone and agree.

She can be nice to her, but only if she doesn't cross that line.

Zhuang Ke was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, she came back to her senses, grabbed the cuffs with both hands, and her face turned a little pale: "I'm sorry, Xiao Ruan, don't be angry, I'm just ...... for a while."

Jiang Ruan lowered his eyes and looked at her: "I'm not angry. ”

Zhuang Ke's eyes were red: "This matter is my confusion and makes you embarrassed, but it's ......"

She broke away from Zhuang Ke's hand without a trace, "It's okay, I forgive you." ”

After saying that, she picked her lips, smiled indifferently, and turned to walk out.

Unfortunately, it can only go so far.

This girl, after all, was dazzled by confusion.

Sometimes the human heart is really not able to withstand scrutiny and testing.

Zhuang Ke stood in place, staring at the back in front of him bathed in warm light, and his heart suddenly felt a little empty.

"Rejected?"

The girl's quiet voice came to my ears.

Zhuang Ke returned to his senses and looked sideways.

Fu Jiajia put the expensive leather bag she was carrying in the crooked arm into the cabinet, and looked back at her with a faint expression.

This glance made Zhuang Ke feel an unusually abrasive sense of embarrassment for no reason.

"People are people who are so familiar with big stars, and getting close to you is just for fun, I'm afraid, it's just your wishful thinking."

Fu Jiajia touched up her makeup in the mirror, her tone was light, but the sharpness was deep in the bone marrow.

Zhuang Ke pursed his lips and defended: "Xiao Ruan is not the kind of person you say, she doesn't look down on me." ”

Fu Jiajia stopped her movements, glanced at her sideways, and said sharply: "But I didn't treat you as a friend, otherwise why wouldn't I help with this little help?" Knowing that you promised so many people, it still embarrass you. ”

"She's not that kind of person." Zhuang Ke said almost stubbornly.

But the voice has weakened a lot.

Fu Jiajia suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, she walked up to Zhuang Ke and patted her shoulder: "Whether it is or not, you know better than anyone else." ”

With that, she left.

If it's not light or heavy, it knocks the girl's heart.

……

Saturday.

Six o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Ruan leaned against the lamppost on the side of the road, lazily playing Hache.

Raise your hand from time to time to look at the watch time.

When she checked the time for the sixth time, the headlights flashed in front of her, and they shook very harshly on her face.

A white car stopped on the side of the road, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman in plain clothes got out of the car, followed by a little girl with an impatient look, and when she saw Jiang Ruan on the side of the road, she immediately waved her hand.

Jiang Ruan hooked her lips, walked forward quickly, bent down and hugged the thin Yuan Xiuqin, a rare softness: "Mom, I miss you so much." ”

Yuan Xiuqin's eyes were full of love, and she rubbed her head: "Waited for a long time? There was a traffic jam on the road, so I came a little late. ”

Jiang Ruan smiled, hugged Yuan Xiuqin's arm and didn't let go: "No, I just came." ”

"It's not like I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, can you go back to the hotel to put your luggage first? Can it not be grinding? ”

Behind, Jiang Yuxin glanced at Jiang Ruan and said impatiently.

Yuan Xiuqin glared at her, "Stinky girl, how can you talk?" ”

Jiang Yuxin didn't start, cut off, and stopped talking.

Jiang Ruan didn't want to deal with this girl at all, and his eyes fell on the driver's seat of the white car.