In the end, my grandmother is also a little selfish.

Compared with Ruan Jiaojiao, it is naturally her own grandson who is more important to her.

Now that Ruan Jiaojiao can let her own grandson sleep peacefully, how can she say such a thing as letting her leave him?

Grandma sighed deeply and patted the back of Ruan Jiaojiao's hand.

Ruan Jiaojiao seemed to feel something, and took the initiative to explain: "Grandma, Mr. Fu is really good to me, you don't need to worry about anything." ”

"I was injured because I was accidentally involved in an incident."

After a pause, she continued: "It was Mr. Fu who saved me. ”

Grandma heard Ruan Jiaojiao say this, and her cloudy eyes lit up.

"That's good, that's good."

She finally had a smile on her face.

"You and Xiao Ran must be good."

Grandma Shi grabbed Ruan Jiaojiao's hand and looked into the unknown distance.

She muttered, "Xiao Ran left the capital city when he was sixteen years old. ”

"I don't know where he went, I thought he was ...... at one point"

She didn't want to say the cruel word "death" in the end.

"Until six years ago, when he was twenty-three years old, he returned to Beijing with a strong attitude, took down the Fu Group in one fell swoop, drove his father to C City, and took control of the entire Fu Family."

"Xiao Ran at that time was really very different from him at the age of sixteen."

Grandma sighed, "Although he respects me as an old woman, he won't tell me many things." ”

"Jiaojiao."

Ruan Jiaojiao listened to this life and responded, "I'm here." ”

Grandma smiled kindly, she looked at Ruan Jiaojiao, and said with a smile: "You and Xiao Ran must be good." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao paused and nodded.

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Grandma chatted with Ruan Jiaojiao for a full hour before leaving.

After she left, Ruan Jiaojiao sat on the bench alone, looking at the greenery, not knowing what she was thinking.

It's already November and it's already cool.

The cold wind blew Ruan Jiaojiao's hair, leaving a chill.

Ruan Jiaojiao tied her hair up casually.

It was getting dark.

The sound of a car came from the yard, and it was Fu Qiran who came back.

Ruan Jiaojiao got up and walked to the living room.

Bypassing the hallway, Ruan Jiaojiao entered the living room.

Fu Qiran had just walked to the living room, he glanced at Ruan Jiaojiao, whose face was red from the cold, and frowned.

"Why is Jiaojiao's face so red?"

He approached her and probed her forehead with his hand.

The coldness came from his fingertips, and Fu Qiran's brows furrowed even deeper.

"Why is your face so cold?"

Ruan Jiaojiao held Fu Qiran's big hand with both hands and explained softly: "I just sat on a bench in the garden for a while. ”

"Why don't you wear a thicker dress when you go to play in the garden?"

Fu Qiran took off his coat and draped it on Ruan Jiaojiao.

"The injury on your arm is not completely healed, if you catch a cold again......"

Thinking of this possibility, Fu Qiran's face couldn't help but sink.

"It's not going to catch a cold." Ruan Jiaojiao rubbed Fu Qiran's big hand, and her voice was soft, "My body is much better than before." ”

Fu Qiran sighed a little helplessly.

"It's cold, so be sure to wear something thicker when you go outside."

Fu Qiran took Ruan Jiaojiao's hand and said with a little tenderness: "Go drink some hot porridge and warm up." ”

"Uh-huh!" Ruan Jiaojiao responded, walked to the table with him, and began to eat.