Chapter 2146 I Want to Give Her Clothes Again
Ruomu smiled at his younger sister and said, "Then let's go."
The younger sister nodded and took a step forward: "Sister, I will study hard, don't worry!"
At this time, Ruomu's father stood up and came to Ruomu. Xiao Jun subconsciously tightened his arms and half-protected Ruomu in his arms.
But Ruomu's father didn't move forward. He held the bag of money in one hand, as if he couldn't face Ruomu's eyes. He just turned his face sideways, lowered his head, and said to Ruomu, "This money...you should take it back."
Ruomu glanced at the 100,000 yuan and did not take it.
"You've raised me all these years and have given a lot. Consider this my reward." She paused and said more decisively, "From now on, we owe each other nothing."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the car.
Her father finally looked up and gazed at her from behind. His lips trembled as he spoke, "I know we've been so unfair to you, but don't blame us. At least we didn't abandon you, right? It was tough, but we raised you, didn't we? If you want to blame someone, blame your own bad luck for being born into the wrong family."
Ruomu closed his eyes, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
She got into the car without another word.
Xiao Jun also returned to the car.
Wu Ling started the car and drove past Ruomu's parents and younger sister. Her younger sister took two steps forward reluctantly, but was grabbed by her parents' arms.
After the car drove for a while, Ruomu turned around and looked at the three people still standing on the side of the road, and tears finally flowed silently.
No matter how bad her parents are, they are the ones who raised her, and no matter how destitute the place is, it is where she grew up.
When you leave, it is impossible to be calm inside.
Xiao Jun handed her a tissue and said, "If you feel wronged, just cry."
She took the tissue, smiled and shook her head: "I don't feel wronged, and I don't blame my fate. I think God has been very good to me."
"You're really optimistic."
The parents who had this happen to them encountered such a thing and lived for 19 years without even having to wear a new piece of clothing, yet they still said that God was good to them.
Xiao Jun had never seen a girl more miserable than her.
She looked at Xiao Jun, staring into his eyes with her clear eyes filled with tears, "I am lucky to have met you."
Xiao Jun looked at her deeply and turned his gaze away.
If this girl had the ability to read minds, she probably wouldn't look at him with such gratitude.
She would know that he was not a good person, even though he appeared by her side like a hero and saved her from the old bastard.
But when he carried her into the warm car, looked at her shivering body, and looked at her cheap red silk pajamas, he couldn't help but have many unhealthy thoughts.
Even at this moment, she had just said goodbye to her parents. Xiao Jun knew that she was in a complicated mood and might need some normal comfort.
But it just so happened that he had other strange ideas at such an inopportune time.
He wanted to give her clothes again, wanted her to take off this cheap silk, wanted to put on her soft and smooth silk pajamas, and then...
Xiao Jun pressed his eyebrows, forcing away those chaotic thoughts, and felt that he should see a psychiatrist again.
He needed a doctor to explain to him why he always fantasized about having sex with this girl even though he didn't love her.
Is this a psychological problem or a character problem?
Wakamu sneezed.
Xiao Jun came to his senses, picked up the coat next to him and wanted to put it on her.
But she quickly waved her hand and said no, then pointed to her knees and said, "My clothes are dirty and my hands are dirty too."
Xiao Jun was not at all considerate when it came to taking care of people. After hearing what she said, he realized that Ruomu had been sitting so stiffly because when she kowtowed to her parents just now, her knees were covered in mud, and her hands were dirty from touching the ground.
So she kept her hands on her legs and refused to wear his clothes even when she was cold, for fear of dirtying his car and coat.
She is indeed stupid enough.
Xiao Jun still put his coat on her, then took her hand and wiped her fingers with his handkerchief.
She wanted to hide, but Xiao Jun held her tightly and would not let go.
"Don't move."
"But you... aren't you a germaphobe?"
Xiao Jun paused, and he remembered that he had mysophobia, and it was a very serious kind.
But at this moment, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all when holding her muddy hand.
Just as I was pondering this strange phenomenon, Wu Ling, who was driving in front, said very perceptively: "Mr. Xiao, we have wet wipes in the car. This is it, this is the wet wipe."
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Xiao Jun glanced at the pack of wet wipes in front of him and felt that his life skills were being mocked by his personal assistant.
"I know the wipes, just focus on driving your car." He said with a dark face.
Wu Ling cleared his throat and said nothing more.
But when he roared, Ruomu smiled with pursed lips.
Without asking, Xiao Jun knew what she was laughing at.
Like Wu Ling, she felt that he lacked basic common sense.
Sometimes, he does lack common sense, but not to the extent that he doesn't even recognize the packaging of wet wipes!
I didn't see it because it was dark in the car and I couldn't see clearly.
But after such a joke, and because she had warmed up, she looked much better and her mood was not as depressed as before.
Xiao Jun remembered again the way she kowtowed to her parents, her parents who looked very sorry, and her little sister who was not good-looking and not half as pretty as Ruomu.
Perhaps because he was staring at her, she was getting nervous. Ruomu asked timidly, "What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Jun stared at her face and squinted his eyes. "You don't look like your parents, and you don't look like your sister either."
Ruomu's father had a long face, thin eyes, a hooked nose, and two thick eyebrows connected into a line. Ruomu's mother had a round face, thick lips, a flat nose, and two high cheekbones covered with brown spots.
Ruomu has a beautiful oval face, a high nose bridge, big eyes, fair skin with a rosy glow, thin eyebrows and thin lips. She has a delicate and classical beauty.
How long does it take to grow such a face in such a genetic environment?
She lowered her eyes and nodded.
"Because they are not my biological parents."
"Then who are your biological parents..."
She was silent and shook her head.
"Don't know who your biological parents are?"
She pursed her lips and smiled bleakly, "I don't know where to start."
Xiao Jun stared at her for two seconds, understood, and didn't want to tell him.
He could understand this, so he asked again, "What are your plans for the future?"
Ruomu blinked, "You just asked me."
Yes, she said, she would not come back anyway, but what Xiao Jun wanted to know now was her future plans.
Should she continue to work in the city? What kind of job did she want? Would she need his help?
He doesn't have many connections, but at least he has a powerful father, so it's easy for him to find a decent job for Ruomu.
If that doesn't work out, she can also go to work in his private art gallery, but it's rather boring and he's afraid she won't be able to stand it.
Xiao Jun unconsciously thought a lot about her in his heart, but she had already cast her eyes out the window...
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