Is that a coincidence?
not necessarily.
There aren't that many coincidences in this world.
After some time apart, Ruan Mingchen had lost a lot of weight, but his eyes were as bright as a hawk's, staring intently at Song Qingyou.
Before Song Qingyou could do anything, Fu Wenzhou had already stepped in front of her, blocking Ruan Mingchen's gaze.
"Don't you want your eyes anymore?" He looked at Ruan Mingchen with a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
This Ruan Mingchen has always been obsessed with his Youyou, and right now his eyes look like he wants to devour you.
It's not hatred.
There was a chilling obsession hidden within the appreciation.
Fu Wenzhou understood all too well what that look meant.
It seems that Ruan Mingchen hasn't given up yet.
Since that's the case, he has no choice but to cripple him completely...
Thinking of this, his gaze fell on Ruan Mingchen's legs, and a nonchalant smile appeared on his lips.
Ding Bo, who was behind Ruan Mingchen, quickly stepped forward and bowed politely to the group, placing half of his body in front of Ruan Mingchen and blocking Fu Wenzhou's sharp and terrifying gaze.
"Mr. Fu, Ms. Song, my father specially sent my young master out for a walk to relax, but we didn't expect to run into you all here."
Fu Wenzhou scoffed, "Is that so?"
As he said this, he turned his head slightly and looked directly at Ruan Mingchen.
It was clear that Ruan Mingchen was to speak for himself.
Like a fearsome cheetah, when you meet on a narrow path, it seems to be negotiating with you, but in reality, it only leaves you an answer that satisfies itself.
If things go as he wishes, then everyone will be happy.
If you go against his will, his sharp fangs and claws will pounce without hesitation and tear you to shreds.
The silence lasted for several seconds, as if it were stretched out indefinitely.
On Fu Wenzhou's side, a group of people were either leaning lazily against the railing or looking down at their phones, all in a relaxed manner.
Meanwhile, Ding Bo's back was already soaked with cold sweat.
His young master's arrogant nature might not allow him to please the other party.
Just as he was worrying, Ruan Mingchen smiled and flicked the hem of his clothes, "Yes, that's why I said it's such a coincidence."
Fu Wenzhou chuckled briefly, but quickly reverted to his nonchalant demeanor, pulling Song Qingyou towards the dining table: "Aren't you hungry, Qingyou? Come on, let's get something to eat first."
He then called to Yun Nian behind him, "What are you standing there for, Yun Nian? Hurry up and follow me."
Yun Nian's gaze fell on Ruan Mingchen's legs several times, her expression thoughtful.
Song Qingyou caught a glimpse of his expression, and her thoughts stirred slightly.
Yun Nian is like this...
They seem quite interested in Ruan Mingchen's legs.
The group of people brushed past Ruan Mingchen without offering any warm greetings.
"Miss Song." Just as Uncle Ding was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Ruan Mingchen suddenly spoke again, startling him so much that he couldn't help but tremble.
Upon hearing the sound, Song Qingyou stopped abruptly, her face displaying a cold and aloof expression.
This reminded Ruan Mingchen of their first meeting, when the person also had a cold and aloof demeanor, like a snowman made of ice and snow, without a trace of human warmth.
At that time, he thought, how could someone who is clearly about to die live so calmly?
He always thought of her as a parasitic plant clinging to Fu Wenzhou, tenacious in her vitality, yet ultimately dependent on something else.
Now he understands.
She is not some parasitic plant that depends on others for survival.
She is a thorny plant, seemingly fragile, but anyone who touches her will have to shed a layer of flesh.
Ruan Mingchen smiled at her: "Song Qingyou, can we still be friends in the future?"
Fu Wenzhou lowered his eyes slightly, concealing the sharp killing intent in them.
Song Qingyou was also taken aback for a moment, then said politely, "I'm sorry, no."
She doesn't have the habit of turning enemies into friends.
What's more, it's someone who wants to kill you.
After she finished speaking, she took Fu Wenzhou's arm, pressed herself against him, and whispered, "Fu Wenzhou, I'm cold."
Fu Wenzhou snapped back to his senses and pulled her tightly into his arms.
He gave Ruan Mingchen a cold look.
Hmph, what is this thing that dares to steal his man?
Is he crazy, or do they think he's been too well-behaved for too long and can't handle a knife anymore?
In his arms, Song Qingyou burst out laughing for no reason.
Fu Wenzhou asked, puzzled, "Youyou, what are you laughing at?"
Song Qingyou shook her head: "It's nothing."
Yun Nian, standing to the side, said irritably, "What else is there to laugh about? You look like a stray dog guarding its food. Humph, you're a disgrace!"
As they spoke, the three of them had already arrived at the dining table.
Everything here is self-service. Song Qingyou listened to the two bickering next to her, picked up a plate, filled it with a few dishes, and found a seat nearby.
Fu Wenzhou was called away by Liang Muchuan and Gu Bai, and it is unclear what he was going to do.
Yun Nian brought over a plate full of food. When she was eating to her heart's content, she saw Ruan Mingchen in the crowd and called out, "Sister Qingyou, is his leg incurable?"
“Yes, he is the most outstanding junior in the Ruan family. If he could be saved, the Ruan family would do everything in their power to cure him. The fact that he is still in a wheelchair now means that they have no other choice after trying to treat him.” Song Qingyou picked up a small cake and took a bite. Seeing Yun Nian’s bright eyes and interested expression, she raised an eyebrow slightly: “Do you want to try?”
Yun Nian looked away, shaking her head vigorously: "Forget it, he doesn't seem like a good person. Fu Wenzhou hates him so much, he must have done something bad to you. Let him be crippled. Besides, I don't even have enough time to worry about you, how can I take care of others?"
Song Qingyou smiled but didn't say anything, ignoring Ruan Mingchen.
To her, someone like Ruan Mingchen, who had been defeated, was either unwilling to give up and would risk injuring himself at the cost of a thousand enemies, or he was bound by some constraints and had no choice but to submit.
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