After Ran Yusheng completely passed away, Madam Ran no longer stayed at home, but began to move around as his widow.
Ran Yusheng was a man of great character and skill. Besides his superficial friends, he also had a few true confidants. After his unexpected death, these friends naturally took good care of his wife.
Having seen Ran Yusheng's ghost, the entire Ran family began to believe in metaphysics. Madam Ran revived some of Ran Yusheng's previous connections and used them to contact some masters.
She didn't understand this herself and didn't dare to do anything recklessly. She just got a general idea of the situation and then, according to what the master said, did some charity work, accumulated merit, and made more offerings.
It's all about spending money. The Ran family has no shortage of money, and Madam Ran is not stingy with these material possessions.
After learning about the relevant situation, she set up a charitable foundation, which does not solicit donations from the public and is mainly funded by her own contributions. Ran Yusheng's estate consists of fixed assets and mostly stock funds, with annual dividends alone amounting to a very considerable sum.
Ran Yusheng's friend introduced her to a reliable manager to help manage the charity foundation. With her mind focused on her career, Mrs. Ran finally had something to look forward to.
The fund is managed by a dedicated manager, so Mrs. Ran is not actually very busy.
She still remembered that Ruan Bei had sent Ran Yusheng's ghost home, and even though Ruan Bei felt it was just a casual act, Madam Ran was still very grateful.
So she chose a time to visit them in person.
Mr. Ruan, a grown man, didn't really have much to say to Mrs. Ran. He simply greeted her briefly before heading into the kitchen to prepare some of his signature dishes to entertain the guests.
However, Madam Ruan and Madam Ran got along quite well.
Both women were gentle and mild-mannered. Madam Ran was well-mannered and did not have the airs of those wealthy families who looked down on ordinary people. She lived a refined life and was perfectly content living in the Ruan family's small house.
Instead of enjoying delicate pastries for afternoon tea, I found it quite interesting to eat pickled chicken feet made by my husband with my mother.
Mrs. Ran didn't have many friends she could really get along with before. After all, there were very few women in the Ran family's social circle who lived better or happier lives than her.
Leaving aside Ran Yusheng's own achievements, he is also extremely handsome. He is a tall, handsome, and devoted man who is also rich and talented.
Madam Ran was afraid of the pain and refused to have children. Ran Yusheng didn't want others to talk about her, so he said he didn't want any. He laughed off the rumors that he was infertile. If Madam Ran hadn't spoken up herself, the rumors would have turned into Ran Yusheng using his devotion to cover up his impotence.
Of course, some people still say this now: men don't understand why, even if they have money and power, they should only have one woman, no matter how beautiful she is, they'll get tired of looking at her after a while.
The women, on the other hand, were driven by jealousy. They were constantly troubled by their husbands' mistresses and illegitimate children, while Madam Ran lived like a carefree and innocent young woman. Only Ran Yusheng's quirks could bring them some comfort from the burning jealousy in their hearts.
How will Mrs. Ran get along with other wealthy wives in this situation?
She was naive, but not oblivious to others' malice. After several rounds of sarcastic remarks and subtle provocations, who would bother interacting with them anymore?
As for the so-called "wife diplomacy," Ran Yusheng is quite chauvinistic in this regard. He believes that career is a man's business, and only when a man is incompetent does his wife need to make extra efforts.
He was happy that his wife did what she liked every day, even if it was just growing flowers at home.
As a result, all the noblewomen were green with envy.
It's not that the Ran family is the only loving couple among the wealthy, and all women are jealous of her; of course, there are also those who are broad-minded and have good personalities.
However, at Mrs. Ran's age, most of them already have children. When she goes shopping or goes to a spa, she is always thinking about her career, family, and shopping. Mrs. Ran has nothing in common with them.
Meeting Madam Ruan was like finding a companion.
She loves growing flowers, and Ruan's mother works at a flower shop, so the two have common topics to talk about.
Speaking of family, Ruan's mother also has a happy family. Although the Ruan family is not as wealthy as the Ran family, she and her husband have been together since they were in school uniforms, and their love has permeated their lives.
Speaking of children, Mrs. Ran had a very good impression of Ruan Bei, and listened with great interest to Ruan's mother talking about the two children when they were young.
Although they have different lifestyles and spending habits, Mrs. Ruan is generous, doesn't take advantage of others, and isn't stingy or petty.
Mrs. Ran accepted the lifestyle she had never experienced before and was very willing to try it.
As they spent more time together, the two became increasingly close. Whenever she had free time, Mrs. Ran would visit her new best friend. Sometimes, when Mrs. Ruan was at work, she would go to the flower shop to help make bouquets, greet customers, and sell flowers.
Ruan Bei's second aunt was also a good-natured woman, and the three women would often go shopping together when they had free time.
Aside from her father's private complaints that his wife was being lured away by another woman, Ruan Bei secretly chuckled and thought it was a good thing.
His mother has a new friend, so Mrs. Ran will have someone to talk to and won't overthink things.
However, Ruan Bei soon encountered new trouble.
Song Jiaxi came to his school.
He didn't know how Song Jiaxi found him. He hadn't left his name or contact information, and they hadn't even talked much.
That day, he and Dong Yangyang left the school gate together and heard someone call out "brother". At first, he didn't expect it to be him. He was the youngest child in the Ruan family and had always been the one called "brother".
Dong Yangyang turned her head and glanced at Ruan Bei, then patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Is that child calling you?"
Amidst the crowded student crowd, Song Jiaxi kept pushing her way to his side. He was shorter than most high school students and was sweating profusely from the jostling. As soon as he saw Ruan Bei looking over, he immediately waved excitedly.
Ruan Bei lowered his eyelashes, expressionless, and mounted his bicycle, pedaling hard: "I don't know him, I don't have a younger brother."
Dong Yangyang looked at him in confusion. Wasn't that kid waving at Ruan Bei just now?
However, he was perceptive enough to simply shrug and ask no further questions, then hopped on his bicycle and chased after him, shouting, "Wait for me!"
Ruan Bei thought that ignoring Song Jiaxi would be fine; this little madwoman had a terrible temper, and he even suspected that she had bipolar disorder.
Unexpectedly, Song Jiaxi came to his school gate to report for duty for several days in a row.
Perhaps sensing that he didn't want to talk to him, he squatted there with his schoolbag for the next few times. Whenever Ruan Bei came out, he would silently follow him and look at him expectantly.
Ruan Bei was extremely annoyed. He always regarded his rebirth as the beginning of a new life. As long as he got away from the murky waters of the Lu family, his future would be bright and sunny.
But when Song Jiaxi appeared in front of him, she kept reminding him of those particularly unpleasant people and things.
Moreover, Song Jiaxi seemed unusually patient this time. Ruan Bei's attempts to ignore her had no effect, so he turned around with a cold face and gave Xiao Weiba a super cold look: "What exactly do you want?"
Song Jiaxi seemed surprised that he would actually speak to him this time. She was stunned for a moment before reacting, and then excitedly opened her schoolbag and took out a large paper bag: "Brother, I washed your clothes..."
"Don't call me my brother." Ruan Bei frowned. "No need, I don't want the clothes."
Song Jiaxi quickly replied, "I washed it by hand, I didn't use a washing machine, it's very clean."
Ruan Bei thought for a moment, then reached out and took the paper bag: "Alright, is there anything else? If not, don't come looking for me again."
Song Jiaxi's smile froze halfway down his face. He lowered his head, his fingers gripping the strap of his backpack turning white. "I... I wanted to thank you. Also, you were injured back then, and I wanted to ask how your injury was. I can pay your medical bills..."
"No need. It was my own decision, and I'll bear the consequences myself. I would have saved anyone at the time, and I didn't expect anything in return. You don't need to worry about it."
Ruan Bei would be happier if he saved someone else.
Song Jiaxi remained silent for a long time, feeling extremely sad, even more so than when Ruan Bei ignored him before.
But he really liked this older brother. This was the first time someone had protected him when he was in danger. Even when his mother and father hit him, they would only whisper a few words of advice and tell him to bear with it.
Song Jiaxi didn't say anything, so Ruan Bei assumed he was alright and turned to leave.
"Brother!" Song Jiaxi hurriedly grabbed his clothes, but when she met Ruan Bei's displeased gaze, she awkwardly withdrew her hand.
"Is there anything else?"
Song Jiaxi opened her mouth, but before Ruan Bei impatiently left, she stammered, "Brother, do you think I'm a pervert, that's why you hate me? I didn't want to wear a skirt that day, they forced me to..."
If his brother dislikes him because of this, then he must explain it clearly.
Ruan Bei could have simply admitted that he thought Song Jiaxi was a pervert and given him a good beating so that he would never come looking for him again.
But he thought Song Jiaxi was sick, and it had nothing to do with whether he wore a skirt or not. Or rather, he didn't think that men wearing skirts were perverted.
He doesn't wear it himself, but he understands that, and he won't presume to comment on other people's interests and hobbies. As long as it's not illegal or disorderly, he doesn't think he has any right to point fingers at others.
So, he unusually took the initiative to explain to Song Jiaxi, "I don't think it's perverted for boys to wear skirts. I don't like you, I just don't like you."
He couldn't explain the reason; he couldn't very well say it was because in his past life he was like a mad dog, biting him and almost killing him.
But no one says he has to be friendly to everyone, right? Even if Song Jiaxi hasn't done anything bad in his life, Ruan Bei just wants to be willful.
After saying that, Ruan Bei stopped caring about Song Jiaxi's reaction. He had already made it clear that he didn't like Song Jiaxi. Except for Lu Sibai, the little madwoman had an incredibly high sense of self-esteem. She definitely wouldn't bother him again this time.
As he rode his bicycle past a trash can on the corner, he casually tossed the paper bag into it.
The bicycle disappeared around the street corner, and not long after, Song Jiaxi appeared, dragging her schoolbag, and stood in front of the trash can for a while.
He rubbed his eyes, picked up the paper bag (which was already dirty), took out the clothes inside, carefully folded them, and put them back into his schoolbag.
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