In her previous life, Ruan Xianxian, who took her cousin's place to go down to the countryside, returned to the city and took over the fiancé her cousin didn't want. She thought she had fo...
Suddenly, her face moved, tilting her head to look at her. "You little bastard, I'm not Feng Hua, I'm your Grandma Ruan!"
Ruan Kangri: ...
The double image disappeared before his eyes. Looking at the face in front of him, which looked like it wanted to be hit, and the mocking and playful look on her face and eyes, he realized that this was not his Feng Hua, but his little beast.
His old face instantly stretched longer than a donkey's, and he tried to pull Ruan Xianxian away, but the latter easily dodged him.
Ruan Xianxian avoided his touch as if it were a plague, her face filled with terror, her hand trembling as she pointed at him.
“Let me tell you, Ruan Kangri, even though I am your grandmother, you still have to be careful about the separation of men and women.”
"You..." Ruan Kangri was having trouble breathing. He was just about to tell her to distinguish between the big and small kings and teach her a lesson when she returned to the capital, when suddenly a cry of surprise came from beside him.
"Jing Si, Si'er, what happened to you?"
The Jing family swept past Ruan Kangri like a gust of wind. Jing's father grabbed his son, who was swaying and about to collapse, leaving only a skeleton-like figure.
He couldn't believe that this was his son, who had been outstanding since childhood and was always the center of attention wherever he went.
Was he sent to the countryside to repair the river?
Jing's father felt dizzy and lightheaded.
It felt incredibly light when held; with just a gentle push, Jing Siren staggered.
"My son! He has a fever." The next sentence was said to the clansmen, "Quickly, get him to the hospital."
He only has one son. Before coming here, the old lady told him to go straight to get the marriage certificate after picking him up, but he forgot all about it. He just wanted to take the person to the hospital and wanted to know what he had been through.
"Sharpening your axe won't delay your work," my cousin advised. "On the way to the hospital, have the two young people get their marriage certificate first."