Everyone present was stunned. Whether Ruan Qing'an hit or cursed, no one expected her to cry.
Ruan Tiantian froze on the spot. Before she could react, Ruan Qing'an stepped forward and grabbed her hand: "Sister, don't say such things. I'm glad you're back."
"It's just Dad, I'll give it to you."
Ruan Tiantian: ...Something doesn't sound quite right about that?
Ruan Qing'an smiled brightly; she wouldn't even accept this scumbag father for free.
But Mr. Ruan was overjoyed. He put his arms around Ruan Qing'an and Ruan Tiantian's shoulders, one in each hand, and said with a smile, "It's wonderful that you two sisters can get along peacefully."
"Of course, how could I let you worry, Dad?"
Ruan Qingan answered with a smile, but his leaden-gray eyes were extremely cold.
Don't be fooled by the loving embrace Ruan's father now. In the original story, the original owner was unhappy with Ruan Tiantian's intrusion into their home and publicly confronted Ruan's father. As a result, she was slapped and had all her credit cards suspended, making her a laughingstock in Ruan Tiantian's eyes.
But now, Ruan Tiantian, the daughter whom Ruan's father truly loved, has returned to her ancestral home without any trouble. He still smiles at Ruan Qing'an and even asks, "Why are you back so late?"
"It's nothing, I just brought a friend back to visit."
Ruan's father had no intention of interfering with Ruan Qing'an's friendships, only saying, "Just have fun."
Ruan Qingan nodded slightly and turned to walk into the villa.
Mr. Ruan didn't mind, and only cared about letting Ruan Tiantian go home and rest early. It was quite a scene of harmonious father and daughter.
Her high heels clicked and clattered across the floor.
Ruan Qing'an walked ahead on her own, her hidden emotions finally revealing themselves. Just as she entered the bedroom and closed the door behind her, a large hand reached in through the crack in the door.
Luo Yuming forcefully blocked the door: "Miss, you brought me here, so no matter what, you should at least make some arrangements, right?"
The girl, whose back was to him, did not answer; her body trembled slightly.
Luo Yuming was slightly taken aback: "What's wrong with you?"
"Get out! I didn't make any arrangements, so you can sleep at my doorstep. What, do I have to make a bed for you before you can sleep? Aren't you annoying or what?!"
The hot-tempered young lady was hurling incoherent curses. Luo Yuming wanted to leave, but he was under someone else's roof and had no choice but to stand there patiently.
But then I heard Ruan Qing'an's trembling voice at the end of his curse.
His eyes darkened, and he tightened his grip, completely interrupting Ruan Qing'an's action of closing the door. Luo Yuming then squeezed into the bedroom, closed the door behind him, and had a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Young Miss, are you crying?"
"..."
The bedroom was deathly silent.
037: [Host, quickly cry, let the male lead feel your pitifulness, your vulnerability, your misery, that's how—]
"So that it'll make it easier for him to laugh at me?"
Ruan Qing'an rolled her eyes. Given Luo Yuming's current attitude towards her, not laughing out loud was the biggest restraint she could muster.
Luo Yuming leaned against the door with his arms crossed, staring intently at Ruan Qing'an, his eyes filled with even more sarcasm, probably just like the fake tears he shed outside the villa.
But just as he was thinking this, Ruan Qing'an turned around, looked up at Luo Yuming, her eyes red-rimmed, but she forcefully stopped her tears: "Who are you saying is crying!"
Whoever looks as pitiful as a puppy cries.
But Luo Yuming didn't dare say those words out loud, otherwise Ruan Qing'an would have pounced on him and torn him to pieces. So he nodded perfunctorily, "Now, can Miss arrange accommodations for me?"
"No arrangements, you can just lie down right here!"
Luo Yuming: ...Well, he's getting angry again.
He wasn't in the mood to serve the young lady, and was about to open the door when Ruan Qing'an called out to him, "Hey, wait, Luo Yuming, you're my lover, where are you running off to so late at night?"
It was that familiar, awful feeling again.
Luo Yuming thought to himself that Ruan Qing'an probably held a grudge against him for not being able to hold back his laughter earlier.
He sighed: "So what do you want to do?"
"Just do whatever your lover wants to do."
Ruan Qing'an snorted, picked up his clothes, turned and walked into the bathroom. A moment later, the sound of running water could be heard.
Only Luo Yuming remained, his expression slightly grim. He chuckled, never expecting that Ruan Qing'an was not only a humiliating scoundrel, but also a womanizer...
After Ruan Qing'an walked out of the bathroom and slowly dried her hair, she noticed that Luo Yuming was no longer in the bedroom. She paused for a moment, then took a few steps toward the bed.
Just then, the door closed.
A long, slender hand rested on her shoulder, and Ruan Qing'an's body stiffened. Warm breath fell on her ear, followed by an aggressive touch. Luo Yuming practically pulled her into his arms.
Luo Yuming chuckled: "To the bed?"
Ruan Qing'an froze completely. She raised her head blankly and met Luo Yuming's narrow eyes, the color of which was dark and unfathomable.
His eyes were filled with a thick darkness. One hand was pressing down on Ruan Qing'an, while the other hand held a shard of broken glass between his fingertips. He had broken the vase while taking a shower in the next room. With a little force, it could have cut her slender neck.
Luo Yuming would rather accept Ruan Qing'an treating him like a plaything than let him touch her...
He just felt disgusted.
Although he was thinking this in his heart, Luo Yu didn't show it on his face at all. His fingertips even caressed Ruan Qing'an's delicate skin: "What's wrong? Or do you want to play something else?"
The young man's voice had a seductive quality to it.
Until the next moment—
Ruan Qing'an suddenly stepped on Luo Yuming's instep, and taking advantage of his moment of pain, she pounced on the bed, keeping a distance from Luo Yuming, until he came to his senses.
The petite girl was already wrapped up like a silkworm on the bed.
Ruan Qing'an only showed his head, his face flushed red, both ashamed and angry: "You, you, you, you pervert!"
"Luo Yuming, are you a pervert?! How could you say something like that? You've gone too far!"
Luo Yuming instinctively hid the shards and retorted, "Didn't you say you wanted me to do what a lover should do?"
Ruan Qing'an blushed crimson with embarrassment, burying herself tightly in the blankets: "Who says lovers can only do this kind of thing? Is your brain filled with nothing but lewd nonsense?!"
Luo Yuming, whose mind was filled with nothing but lewd thoughts: ...
He was so angry he almost laughed. Even his feigned pretense couldn't be hidden anymore. Luo Yuming sat down on the edge of the bed and asked, "So what are you going to do?"
"Tell me a story!"
Ruan Qing'an threw a fairy tale book at him with a sense of entitlement, then shrank back into the covers, and said imperiously, "Isn't it a lover's responsibility to let me get a good night's sleep?"
"……yes."
After a long silence, Luo Yuming sighed deeply.
He was forced to open the fairy tale book, his long legs propped up on the bed, and he softly read "Cinderella" in a deep, magnetic voice.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but with the sound of fabric rubbing together, a little "dumpling" suddenly appeared next to Luo Yuming. He stiffened and subconsciously looked down to see Ruan Qing'an curled up beside him, as if she felt insecure.
He was about to push her away when he heard a murmur.
"Mom, I miss you so much..."
Luo Yuming paused, silently withdrew his hand, and placed his fingertips back on the slightly yellowed fairy tale book. He remembered that Ruan's mother seemed to have passed away a month ago.
And his mother too...
"So, even the young lady can feel sadness?"
【Affection Value: 0】
The shards of the vase fell to the ground. Luo Yuming lowered his eyes and raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had unconsciously welled up in Ruan Qing'an's eyes.
Just then, his phone lit up in the darkness. Luo Yuming glanced at it and typed a few words in reply.
—Brother Luo, were you taken away by that young lady?
—Well, the Ruan family can't be touched for the time being.
—We're sorry to have wronged Brother Luo, we'll kill her sooner or later!
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