Chapter 332 The Scoundrel Young Master 18 Wang Juan quickly lowered her head and followed.

The onlookers chuckled and whispered among themselves, their eyes following Shen Yurong's disheveled figure with sympathy, while their gazes turned to Shen Zixi with a hint of admiration.

Cultured people speak in a different way!

Lu Ran stood aside and witnessed his wife's eloquent speech throughout the entire process.

His anger had long been replaced by an indescribable sense of pride.

This is his wife!

At this moment, his wife, who only reached his shoulder, seemed to possess immense energy and wisdom in her slender figure.

"Wife, you're amazing!"

Lu Ran unconsciously tightened his arm around her shoulder, a feeling of pride welling up inside him.

"Wrap up that bottle of face cream and that lipstick, and wrap up all the fabric too."

After saying that, he turned his head and said in a deep voice to the somewhat stunned salesperson.

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Dinner was made by Zi Xi with simple ingredients: a pot of porridge and a dish of pickled vegetables. Lu Ran ate it with great relish.

After dinner, instead of going back to their rooms as usual, they all stayed in the somewhat empty living room.

Lu Ran propped his head up and leaned back on the sofa, gazing at Zi Xi sitting next to him.

Zi Xi, reading a book under the lamplight, has soft features in profile and a calm gaze.

At this moment, his gaze towards her was no longer concealed; it lacked his usual arrogance, indifference, or deliberate distance, and was filled with complex emotions.

Actually, having a wife who arranges everything for you isn't so bad.

Zi Xi could feel his focused gaze and suddenly missed his previous unruly demeanor.

Finally, Lu Ran took a deep breath and broke the silence.

"You... can read foreign languages?"

Lu Ran didn't ask her where the book came from, but instead asked something else.

His voice was deep and clear, no longer the delirious babbling of someone delirious with a high fever, nor the unruly, high-pitched voice.

"Yes, that's right."

Zi Xi nodded perfunctorily. She read the original foreign-language novels in order to learn foreign languages.

“When I was little, my family was always busy, and my brothers were always busy with their studies. My aunt was always the one who took care of me. She was the person who was the best to me since I was little.”

"My aunt is a very beautiful and innocent person. She also loves to read."

Lu Ran's Adam's apple bobbed as he began to explain why he didn't want to get married.

He used the word "naive".

"My aunt believed in love, to the point of disregarding everything."

"She fell in love with a member of a performing arts troupe who used sweet talk to deceive her by saying he would take her to a bigger world."

"Then, she really did abandon all of us and elope with that person."

Lu Ran spoke very slowly, as if he were telling a story.

Zi Xi closed her book and watched him listen quietly, her breathing becoming softer.

"Later... you were dumped by that jerk, right?"

She asked softly.

"Scumbag? Very apt."

"That scumbag is a real scumbag. He dumped her when he got tired of her."

“She wanted to go home, but that scumbag sold her to human traffickers. When we found her, she had been tortured beyond recognition.”

“My mom went to take her home and care for her, and not long after, my aunt passed away.”

“I remember my aunt holding my mother’s hand before she died and saying she had no regrets.”

"Feelings are a terrifying thing."

Lu Ran drew a bitter arc, tinged with suppressed sorrow.

"My aunt went from being such a vibrant flower to a pile of withered grass..."