He had some messy thoughts in his mind.
For example, even if a man has multiple lovers, so what? The number of lovers represents his ability, the more lovers he has, the stronger his ability is. Moreover, even animals practice polygamy. He is just playing around, so what?
So, at that time, he had an inappropriate idea. If Ruan Qingyuan really became the abandoned child of the Ruan family, and if he had nowhere else to go, he could also take him in as his mistress. He could buy him a villa outside, buy him a car, and let him swipe his credit card. As long as he obeyed him in bed, that would be fine.
This thought was rich in color, gradually changing from a light crimson to a rich rose red. Even when he looked at Ruan Qingyuan again, he felt that Ruan Qingyuan was like a red rose.
Ruan Qingyuan sat aside, and the emcee handed him the microphone. His voice was light and gentle, but it made people think about other things. He Yi noticed that although most people at the venue gave roses to Bai Yunshu, Ruan Qingyuan was always the center of attention. He didn't even need to do anything deliberately, he was already fascinating enough.
Like He Yi and others. Most of the guests were watching, and some paparazzi secretly took intimate photos of He Yi and Bai Yunshu, intending to make some money later. But some families were very calm, such as the Cheng family, a medical family. They cherished the white rose in their hands very much, and remained indifferent when Bai Yunshu hinted that he wanted this rose.
"Welcome everyone to today's banquet." The person who spoke was Ruan Mingcheng. "Today is the third anniversary of the death of my wife Yu Jingshu. Jingshu and I, as everyone knows, have been an old married couple. I really didn't expect that she would pass away like that. Recently, I often dream about her. She smiled at me. In my dreams, she was still so young and beautiful. When I look at myself again, I'm not afraid of being laughed at. I'm old."
"Hahaha, President Ruan is in his golden age!"
Someone started a conversation, and Ruan Mingcheng smiled, quite humorous: "If we want to chat, I won't tell you too much. If you really want to chat, find a day to get together. My wife left a will that her inheritance will be distributed three years after her death. I asked everyone to come here today mainly because I hope you can be a witness."
Ruan Mingcheng handed the microphone to the elite team behind him, the lawyers involved in Chen Bai and Yu Jingshu's estate. Ruan Mingcheng had not met Chen Bai and his lawyer team beforehand, but when he met them today, he saw that they were all dressed in black suits, head to toe, and even the rose on Chen Bai's head was black.
"Why are you dressed like you're attending a funeral? It's not festive at all." Ruan Mingcheng stepped back and sat next to Ruan Qingyuan. He noticed that Ruan Qingyuan was also dressed in black. He cursed him for having no taste, but he didn't bother to talk to Ruan Qingyuan. He turned around and talked to Wang Liu: "Do you think my pink suit looks good?"
Wang Liu was wearing a blue suit, looking very smart. When he saw Ruan Mingcheng's flirty pink suit, he wanted to laugh. After forcibly suppressing his expression, he said, "It's quite trendy."
"Young people nowadays really have no taste at all. They waste their good looks." Anyway, he couldn't stand Ruan Qingyuan. He raised his voice deliberately, as if he was afraid that Ruan Qingyuan couldn't hear him, and even gave her a look.
Ruan Qingyuan glanced at him indifferently. Before going to the meeting, he glared at Ruan Mingcheng. His eyes were neither cold nor indifferent and did not have much killing power, but that glance scared Ruan Mingcheng so much that he fell to his knees.
Ruan Qingyuan said coldly: "Today is the anniversary of Yu Jingshu's death."
Ruan Mingcheng smiled awkwardly: "Yes, today is Jingshu's death anniversary, the dead are the greatest."
Death anniversaries, the days when loved ones pass away, are never festive occasions.
Ruan Qingyuan lowered her eyes, and when she looked up, she looked around the brightly lit venue. It was supposed to be a day to remember and commemorate Yu Jingshu, but the scene was full of colorful things, as if everything had gone wrong.
The capable lawyer behind Chen Bai read Yu Jingshu's last words without emotion, and no one in the audience listened seriously. Only when the interests they were concerned about were mentioned did someone look up and take a look. The lawyer said expressionlessly: "According to Ms. Yu Jingshu's will, all of Ms. Yu Jingshu's personal property will be inherited by Ruan Qingyuan."
The lawyer asked: "Is Mr. Ruan Qingyuan willing to accept all the property?"
"Of course." Ruan Qingyuan's red lips slowly curled up, and his originally delicate face, which had always been dull, was instantly lit up by this smile. When he was not smiling, he was like a white rose, elegant and inviolable, but when he descended to the earth and was stained with color, he revealed the rampant ambition of a red rose.
Ruan Qingyuan respectfully took the contract that symbolized Yu Jingshu's wealth from the lawyer's hands. Her peach blossom eyes were hooked and her eyebrows were provocative: "I am very willing. When my mother was alive, she once said that only I was qualified to inherit Jinglan Group. I can't let her down. After all, Mr. Ruan also said that the dead are the greatest. Respecting the dead is what everyone should do."
His voice was not loud, but it was powerful.
The faces of the guests present were all frozen. They had prepared all kinds of gorgeous clothes since early in the morning for this banquet, fearing that they would be left behind. But none of them remembered that today, a great life had turned into stars in the sky.
When Ruan Qingyuan said that they should respect the dead, everyone realized that they had been wrong from the beginning. Ruan Qingyuan's tranquility and elegance did not mean that he was aloof, and the piano music he played was not deliberately showing off his skills. Ruan Mingcheng did not notice that the music was Yu Jingshu's favorite when she was alive.
Similarly, everyone thought that Ruan Qingyuan's slightly dark suit was an attempt to appear calm, but in fact, it was the kind of clothing he wore when attending a funeral.
When all the details came together, everyone got to know Ruan Qingyuan again. Of course, when Ruan Mingcheng heard that Ruan Qingyuan was going to inherit Yu Jingshu's inheritance, he almost rolled his eyes.
"Evil son! What does he want to do?" Ruan Mingcheng's chest was heaving heaving. He slapped the table and ended up hitting his hand. The pain made him jump up and down, cursing.
No one expected that Ruan Qingyuan, who was regarded as an ignorant puppet by Ruan Mingcheng, would play a trick on Ruan Mingcheng at this critical moment. It must be admitted that many people were kept in the dark by Ruan Qingyuan's trick. Some people thought that he played this trick very beautifully, of course, some people thought that this approach had a big problem.
"Ruan Qingyuan, he has completely torn his face with his father." Someone felt sorry, "After all, he is still a teenager and easily impulsive. He is a stepson himself, and now he has offended even his adoptive father. In the future, no one will protect him and he will suffer."
"Is that so? Ruan Mingcheng isn't a kind person either."
Ruan Mingcheng was so angry that he almost fainted. He was getting old and not as good as before. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his bag and drank it all with the wine. He didn't know what was in the small porcelain bottle. After he took it, his complexion instantly improved a lot.
Ruan Mingcheng's eyes were red with anger: "Ruan Qingyuan, do you really want to play this trick on me?"
Ruan Qingyuan was always smiling faintly, without showing much emotion. Only Chen Bai, who was close by, saw a small flame in Ruan Qingyuan's deep pupils.
Ruan Qingyuan curled his lips and smiled: "Mr. Ruan, the dead are the greatest."
When he thought of the losses of his company, Ruan Mingcheng was so angry that he swept everything to the ground, not caring about his face anymore: "I am your father! I raised you for more than 20 years, and this is how you repay me! If I had known you would be like this, I should have strangled you to death! You ungrateful bastard, you bastard!"
"Oh." Ruan Qingyuan had a big screen behind him. His lazy and indifferent eyes swept across Ruan Mingcheng, as if he was looking at a piece of trash. He moved from Ruan Mingcheng to Bai Yunshu, and his smile gradually spread out like ink falling into the water.
Bai Yunshu was trembling all over when he saw his smile. He secretly held He Yi's hand and gently scratched the other's palm with his fingernails: "Brother, why does Brother Ruan look at us like this? I'm so scared. His smile is so scary. If he treats Dad like this, Dad will definitely not let him go."
He Yi pursed his lips: "Maybe he is really angry." Except for Ruan Qingyuan who had been kept in the dark, everyone else vaguely guessed what Ruan Mingcheng was doing, but they did not expect Ruan Qingyuan, a weakling, to resist.
The two of them have now completely fallen out, and since they are not biological father and son, there is nothing to worry about.
"Everyone is invited to come here to be a witness." Ruan Qingyuan pointed at the screen with her delicate white fingers, "I'll show you something interesting."
Projected on the screen were two DNA test results.
"One good news and one bad news. You can see for yourself, the names are written on them."
Ruan Qingyuan stopped there. The two test sheets in the picture clearly stated that Ruan Qingyuan was not Ruan Mingcheng's biological son, but Bai Yunshu was.
People don't know what Ruan Qingyuan is up to. Since she already knows that she is not her biological child, why does she want to reveal the truth? Is it to arouse people's sympathy?
But seeing Ruan Qingyuan's calm expression, I felt that no one would be so stupid.
Ruan Mingcheng was almost pissed off by Ruan Qingyuan. He relied on the fact that he could still jump and jumped to the center of the venue. He pointed at Ruan Qingyuan's nose and yelled, "Have you had enough? I'm your father!"
Ruan Qingyuan glanced at Ruan Mingcheng coldly with her peach blossom eyes, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ruan, my father is dead, you don't deserve it."
"You, you, you!" Ruan Mingcheng almost fainted again. While taking a breath, he suddenly realized that now was not the time to lose his temper. The guests around him were laughing. Ruan Mingcheng gritted his teeth and heard the lawyer next to him take out a will: "The last will left by Ms. Yu Jingshu before her death was that if Mr. Ruan Qingyuan inherited the estate, then Mr. Ruan Qingyuan would have to sever his family relationship with Mr. Ruan Mingcheng!"
"What do you mean?" Ruan Mingcheng's eyes widened. "I've spent so much money on you, and you just break up with me!"
"You are reluctant to part with Yu Jingshu's property, right?" Ruan Qingyuan gently raised the few pages of paper in her hand, tore them into pieces in front of Ruan Mingcheng, and then threw them down.
Before Ruan Mingcheng had time to think, he jumped down frantically, trying to grab the inheritance that had been completely shattered into pieces.
The moment he was caught, his head hit Wang Liu. Wang Liu wanted to catch him, but he didn't expect Ruan Mingcheng to be so heavy. He was knocked down by him and their lips were instantly stuck together.
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