"Sister, I'm pregnant with Han Fei's child."

Ruan Wan leaned lazily against the floor-to-ceiling window, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, and her temperament was detached. She glanced indifferently at the woman who suddenly broke into the door, and smiled coldly: "If you are pregnant, you are pregnant." ”

In front of her, her half-sister Ruan Wei deliberately touched her abdomen with both hands, and said happily: "The child in my belly has been two months old, and the doctor said that it is likely to be a boy!" Sister, I beg you to fulfill us! ”

"You should say this to Han Fei, after all, he is the child's father."

Ruan Wei was shocked and couldn't help but sarcastically mock her: "Sister, the man I slept with, do you want it too?" Aren't you dirty? ”

"No, thank you sister for your kindness, try my fiancé's ability for me." Ruan Wan slammed back expressionlessly.

What kind of character Ruan Wei is, Ruan Yun couldn't be clearer.

As soon as I entered Ruan's house, I couldn't wait to occupy the magpie's nest, rob her room, grab her clothes and jewelry, keep what I liked, and destroy it if I didn't like it. fell down or slapped himself at every turn, and then leaned on Ruan Yun, crying as pitiful as he was.

Ruan Wan wondered if she was delusional about being killed, so she had to go to a class with her, and then hyped up in the class how difficult the love between her mother and her father was, and then cried how Ruan Wan abused her at home.

Ruan Yun has suffered countless losses in her hands, and she has long seen the face of her half-sister, so she is naturally not so easy to be fooled.

"Ruan Yun, you-"

You slut, Ruan Wei scolded in her heart.

The makeup artist was taken away, there was no one else in the lounge, and Ruan Wei didn't bother to disguise, revealing her true face, her eyes glared at Ruan Yun fiercely, implying jealousy.

Ruan Yun, who was wearing a cheongsam, was as beautiful as a demon, with a slender waist like a willow, and her every move was charming.

is obviously the same father, but Ruan Wei can't be compared with Ruan Wan at all, but so what? No matter how beautiful Ruan Wan looks, she is not defeated in her hands.

"Sister, the twisted melon is not sweet, Han Fei doesn't like you, I sincerely advise my sister not to be like your sick mother."

Hearing this, Ruan Yun sneered: "Even if you wear out your mouth today, don't try to stop my engagement with Han Fei......"

"Oh, really?"

Suddenly, a magnetic and deep male voice interjected, interrupting Ruan Yun's words.

Hearing this familiar voice, Ruan Yun's face changed drastically, and he watched as the door of the hotel lounge was pushed open from the outside.

The man with an indifferent and arrogant expression walked towards Ruan Wan unhurriedly.

He is wearing a dark black haute couture suit in British style, his body is tall like a vigorous and majestic pine and cypress, three-dimensional and delicate facial features, 360 degrees without dead ends, which makes people look away.

Those cold and ruthless eyes were so deep that Ruan Wan shivered.

Seeing him approaching, Ruan Wan lost his mind, subconsciously stepped back, and hit the cold floor-to-ceiling window with a "bang" on his back.

"Was it a surprise to see me?" The corners of his mouth curled into a vague smile.

Ruan Wan tried to keep her composure, her nails almost pinched the skin of her palm, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Yes, it's a surprise that Huo Shao came to drink my happy wine, but it's a pity...... I don't want to take Huo Shao's money, so Huo Shao, please go back! ”

The man's face sank quickly.

Suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Ruan Yun's delicate neck, and said in her ear almost coldly: "Who allowed you to marry?" With my consent? ”