Poor little homeless, Mr. Huo took her home and loved her

Chapter 151 Are you angry with me?

While Zhang Cai was desperately completing the temporary task, he didn't know that there were many other workers working hard.

Those who move bricks move bricks, and those who pick up rags pick up rags.

Inside a restaurant.

Ruan Huan finally made it to the end of get off work time and walked out dragging his tired body.

Although Zhou Ning had told her that this part-time job would be very tiring when she introduced it to her, and she had made some mental preparations, she did not expect it to be so tiring.

This was not an easy thing for her as she had never done it before.

Walking on the road, there are few pedestrians.

The moonlight stretched her shadow so long that it made her look even thinner.

Ruan Huan walked forward nervously, and it was so quiet that only her hurried footsteps could be heard.

Suddenly, there was a noise on the side of the road, which almost scared her.

Thinking he had met a bad guy, Ruan Huan clenched his fists and looked towards the source of the sound vigilantly, but he saw a bald woman wearing old gray clothes, rummaging around next to a trash can, apparently picking up rags.

Ruan Huan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he is not a bad person.

She continued to quicken her pace. It was still very scary to walk alone at night. She could only rely on herself, talking to herself and constantly cheering herself up.

She muttered quietly: "One thing I do every day after get off work is to cheer myself up. Ruan Huan, you are the best, don't be afraid..."

Muttering to myself like this, I finally arrived home safely.

Ruan Huan opened the door and walked in, completely relieved.

The room was dark.

When changing shoes, she caught a glimpse of Fu Hechuan's black leather shoes and realized that he must have come back, so she slowed down her movements even more.

But then she thought again, Fu Hechuan's mind was not on her. He must be busy with the marriage and engagement recently and would not care about her. Why should she be so careful?

After changing her shoes, she was about to turn around and walk inside when she suddenly bumped into a figure. She was so scared that she screamed and almost fell backwards to the ground.

Fortunately, a strong hand hugged her waist in time.

She didn't fall.

When Ruan Huan stood firm, she looked into Fu Hechuan's cold eyes, and her forehead almost hit his nose. She took a few steps back, sniffed, and held back the tears that had just come out of fear.

Despite this, Fu Hechuan still noticed it.

"You can be scared to tears, and you dare to come back so late."

Ruan Huan pursed her lips. She didn't respond, just said thank you and prepared to go back to her room.

After taking a few steps, Fu Hechuan grabbed his arm forcefully.

His low, angry voice rang in my ears: "Why did you come back so late?"

Ruan Huan lowered his head: "Something."

Fu Hechuan's eyes tightened, and his voice became deeper: "What's the matter?"

"Private matter."

Ruan Huan said this briefly and didn't want to say more to let Fu Hechuan know about her part-time job outside.

Fu Hechuan sneered: "Are you really not going to tell me?"

The tone was extremely cold.

Ruan Huan could feel his hand getting stronger and stronger, and her wrist, which was held by him, felt pain. She tried to pull it away, struggled for a few times, and said angrily in a low voice:

"You don't have to worry about my business."

This sentence completely angered Fu Hechuan.

He grabbed Ruan Huan's arm and easily pushed her against the wall. He got closer to her and sneered, "You've really grown up. Your wings have become hardened."

When Ruan Huan approached the wall, he accidentally touched the light switch.

The light above my head suddenly turned on, shining brightly.

Ruan Huan couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly. When she opened her eyes, she met Fu Hechuan's angry black eyes, as if a raging fire was burning in them.

"Let me go quickly."

"Are you mad at me?"

Ruan Huan was stunned for a moment, then struggled and said, "Anyway, we all have our own lives to live in the future. You will marry someone else sooner or later, so don't bother me."

Fu Hechuan pushed harder, "Do you have the final say?! Are you qualified to live your own life?"

After hearing what he said, Ruan Huan became agitated. Seeing that she couldn't push his hand away, she bit his arm hard in desperation.

But he found that Fu Hechuan did not resist or say a word.

Ruan Huan didn't dare to bite any longer and let go in time.

She raised her eyes and saw Fu Hechuan staring at her with a complicated look: "Keep biting."

Ruan Huan refused to cooperate with such provocation. She looked down and found that Fu Hechuan's arm was left with bite marks from her bite. The marks were red and it was obvious that she had used force.

But there was no sign of pain on Fu Hechuan's face.

Come to think of it, even if he was seriously injured, he would keep silent.

How could I say anything about such a minor injury?

"Why don't you continue biting to vent your anger?"

Ruan Huan said angrily: "If I want to bite you, I will bite you off."

"Are you sure?" Fu Hechuan sneered and made a gesture of unbuckling his belt. "You won't be able to enjoy it this way."

Ruan Huan panicked when she saw his action. She didn't know why he could still calmly say such explicit words in front of her when he was about to get engaged to another woman.

She reached out to stop him in time.

Just as he was about to say something, his hand was suddenly held by Fu Hechuan, followed by his questioning voice: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Noticing that the man's gaze lingered on the broken skin on the back of her hand, Ruan Huan covered it up.

Fu Hechuan stared at it closely, as if he wanted to see through it.

Those were a pair of hands naturally suited for playing the piano, white, slender, and flawless, except that the skin on the back of the hands was broken and had a few scratches.

His eyes were gloomy.

She didn't want to say more, especially when she suddenly thought of the word compensation, Ruan Huan's heart felt a pain. She took advantage of Fu Hechuan's distraction and pushed him away.

"Whatever my hands look like is none of your business."

After saying that, he ran back to the room.

The closed door also separated her from Fu Hechuan, who had an unpredictable expression on his face outside the door.

……

The next day.

Zhou Ning took advantage of her free time to come to the restaurant where Ruan Huan worked part-time.

As soon as I entered, I saw Ruan Huan busying around.

She was not in a hurry. She stood aside and waited for a moment. Looking around, she suddenly remembered the days when she used to work part-time here, as if it happened just yesterday.

Of course, in addition to working part-time in the restaurant, she also worked part-time in other places before.

Thinking back on it, she really felt that she was like a top, spinning non-stop.

Although it is tiring, I am also motivated.

"Ningning, why are you here?"

Finally, her thoughts were brought back by Ruan Huan's voice.

When she came to her senses, she saw Ruan Huan walking towards her.

Zhou Ning smiled and said, "It's nothing serious, I just came to see you."

As she spoke, she took out a Band-Aid from her bag and said, "I'm still worried about your hand, so I bought you a Band-Aid. It will feel much better if you put it on."

When Ruan Huan saw that Zhou Ning came over specifically to give her a Band-Aid, she was so moved that her eyes turned red.

In fact, she knew that what moved her the most was that Zhou Ning was still concerned about the fact that her hand was scratched.

She thanked him and took it.

Suddenly she remembered the Band-Aids and some ointments she saw on the table when she got up this morning.

Aunt Wang told her that Fu Hechuan prepared it for her.

But she didn't take it.