The most ruthless is her

Chapter 28

Jian Shuo lazily raised her head and smiled, stood up and walked out of the shop.

"You don't have to go." Amy said behind her: "This is our business, it has nothing to do with you."

Jian Shuo didn't seem to hear, and continued to walk forward.

Amy called anxiously: "Hello."

Jian Shuo turned around: "Who are you talking to?"

"With you."

"who am I?"

Jian Shuo's name, Amy has heard from the conversation between Jian Shuo and Zhong Yunli: "...Bai Yue."

Jian Shuo smiled and walked out of the shop.

******

When Ruan Mohan walked out of the shop with a sandwich, he saw a young boy staring at Jian Shuo.

"Did you know that Amy is my girlfriend?"

"I know." Jian Shuo said lazily, standing still in nine centimeter high heels, and the bright blue fur was draped over her body in a mess, revealing half of her shoulders.

"Now that you know, what does it mean to give her a bag and a diamond?"

"You also said that you are a girlfriend. A girlfriend means that you can break up at any time. I chase her in fair competition with you. Why, don't you dare?"

The boy looked at Jian Shuo in front of him. He was fair and beautiful, with a slender waist and long legs. He seemed to be very rich, which meant he was invulnerable.

He was in a hurry: "Amy doesn't like women! She has never had any feelings for women!"

"Really? Are you sure?"

The boy was speechless for a while.

Jian Shuo approached the boy, lowered her voice, and said seductively: "I'll make a deal with you, how about it?"

"I'll give you 20, and you ask Amy to accompany me once. If she really doesn't feel anything about me, I'll give her back to you, and the 20 will be given to you for nothing."

"How is it?" The light and extremely charming voice was really like a mermaid luring a sailor to jump into the sea to die.

When Ruan Mohan passed by with her sandwich in her mouth, the words Jian Shuo whispered penetrated into her sensitive ears.

"You're dreaming!" the boy said angrily, "I'm warning you, if you pester Amy again, I won't be polite!"

He left, Jian Shuo caught up with Ruan Mohan.

She licked her lips: "You taste delicious." Staring at the sandwich in Ruan Mohan's hand: "Give me a bite."

"No, I have to eat enough for every meal."

Jian Shuo raised the corners of her mouth: "You wouldn't calculate how many calories you need every day according to your height and weight, and then compare your food intake?"

Ruan Mohan glanced at her while chewing on the sandwich.

Jian Shuo leaned forward again: "Just give me a small bite."

"Buy it yourself."

Jian Shuo made a gesture to snatch it, Ruan Mohan pointed not far away: "Zhong Yunli."

Jian Shuo looked over, Ruan Mohan stuffed the last bite of the sandwich into his mouth, the wrapping paper was balled up, and threw it into the roadside trash can.

Jian Shuo snorted.

Ruan Mohan left her behind.

Jian Shuo's sly voice sounded behind her: "Do you think that boy will agree to me?"

Ruan Mohan didn't answer, and drifted away.

******

In the afternoon, Ruan Mohan went to Jian Ming's office to discuss the plan. At the end of the corridor, he heard the conversation between Zhong Yunli and Director Xu.

Ruan Mohan thought for a while, probably Director Xu was more free when Jian Ming summoned the middle-level people like them, so Zhong Yunli always came to talk to Director Xu at this time.

Just from Zhong Yunli's sharp and sharp tone, Ruan Mohan could already imagine the scene where she cornered Director Xu behind the monstera.

Her voice was full of eagerness: "You know why I haven't made trouble with your wife until today?"

"I know." Director Xu sounded like he was sweating.

"You promised to buy the house you are renting now and give it to me. When will you fulfill it?"

"I, I'm collecting money... You know, my wife manages all the money in our family..."

Zhong Yunli sneered: "She has received both money and money. I have been with you for two years, and you want me to have nothing?"

"Is my youth worthless?"

"When you were with me, you knew I had a wife..."

"What do you mean?" Zhong Yunli's voice became louder: "Want to renege on your debt?"

Director Xu hurriedly "hush" to calm her down: "I'll find a way, find a way..."

Zhong Yunli gave an ultimatum: "I'll give you three days, if you don't sign a contract with the landlord, I'll go find your wife!"

*******

On Tuesday, the time came to March, and it was almost the time of the Waking of Insects, and there were already signs of recovery in the air.

The first rain, barely counted as spring rain, also fell.

Ruan Mohan put away his umbrella and walked into the shop.

Going for a walk in the rain without an umbrella is a romantic way of being a teenager. Ruan Mohan is extremely pragmatic and does not want to bear the consequences of getting sick in the rain.

When ordering at the counter, Amy's face, which is always pure and happy, looked gloomy today.

"Sister." She whispered to Ruan Mohan: "My boyfriend has a temporary math competition today, so he can't come pick me up."

She glanced at the rain outside the window, showing melancholy.

Ruan Mohan couldn't help but tell her: "Don't tell strangers other than your own name, and you shouldn't tell strangers about your private affairs."

Amy looked down and smiled.

"I send."

Ruan Mohan and Amy followed the prestige.

Jian Shuo was still sitting at the table in the corner, smiling lazily, stretching out her slender white fingers, and spinning back and forth with a car key ring.

bentley.

Amy looked away and handed Ruan Mohan's sandwich to her.

Jian Shuo approached the counter: "My car is purple."

Ruan Mohan thought about it.

In fact, Jian Shuo is more careful and smarter than she thought.

Amy wears a light purple headband every day, and next to the name tag on the chest of her overalls, there is a little star de lou brooch.

Ruan Mohan already knew that Amy likes purple.

She walked out of the store with a sandwich, and found someone behind her, holding the door for her.

Jian Shuo put one foot on the door and smiled lazily: "Want me to hold an umbrella for you?"

Ruan Mohan looked at the foggy rain curtain in front of him: "I don't want to."

Jian Shuo let out a "ha": "Who will support you?"

"I only support Sister Amy."

The voice was indifferent, without a trace of emotion, like the flickering light in her eyes, bright but empty.

Jian Shuo withdrew her foot and walked away.The heavy glass door shook for a long time, making a creaking sound amidst the patter of rain.

Ruan Mohan opened a large black umbrella with a "bang", and walked into the rain and fog alone.

******

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ruan Mohan was facing a form on a computer screen, and rarely felt dizzy.

The listening situation was more complicated and tricky than she imagined.Like a huge embankment, the surface is solid, and the inside is full of holes, so that no outsiders can see it.

Ruan Mohan rubbed his temples, walked to the tea room and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

Holding the teacup, she walked back to her office, walked to the huge French window, and gently twisted the knob with her slender fingers to open the venetian blind.

Take a sip of hot tea, look at the raindrops falling on the glass, and with your sensitive ears, you can catch the rhythm of big and small beads falling on a jade plate.

She glanced downstairs.

It's raining today, and the already congested roads are even more congested.A Bentley Bentayga slowly moved forward in the traffic flow. The elegant purple color made that car stand out from the crowd of black and white models.

It was Jian Shuo's car that drove here today.

Ruan Mohan didn't know whether Amy got into Jian Shuo's car in the end.

She also didn't know if Jian Shuo held an umbrella for Amy when Amy walked out of the store.

Ruan Mohan drank the last sip of hot tea in one gulp, twisted the knob lightly with his fingers, and closed the blind again.

Sit back in front of the computer and plug in the bluetooth headset.

The sound of the rain and the little noise in my heart disappeared, leaving only the ethereal and emotionless voice of the female singer in the earphones:

"You don't want to talk much,

you want to indulge

nothing to be afraid of,

Nothing to worry about. (Note 1)"

******

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Ruan Mohan drove the car out of the underground parking lot.

I don't know if many people got off work and went home early because of the bad weather today. At this time, there were fewer vehicles on the road than usual.

The rain also stopped, leaving only a vast gray sky.

Ruan Mohan drove the car while listening to the song, thinking about a plan to make when he got home later.

Suddenly, a car next to her broke into the lane illegally, so she left her car.

Ruan Mohan cast a glance.

A Maserati sports car, painted fluorescent purple, like a Beetle.

Ruan Mohan pressed the accelerator with a blank expression.

She circled to the left, turned on the right turn signal, and quickly cut in front of the purple Maserati.

She drives very well.

I thought this was over like this, but I didn't expect the Maserati to overtake it again, as if after being pushed back by Ruan Mohan, I felt dissatisfied.

When the car passed by Ruan Mohan's car, Ruan Mohan glanced at the driver's seat, it was a young girl driving.

Ruan Mohan tapped the gas pedal again and pushed it on.

She is clear-headed and resolute in driving, and the set of movements that re-insert in front of the Maserati is smooth and unrestrained.

She tapped the brakes deliberately to slow down the Maserati.

The girl didn't give up, and overtook her again, beeping twice beside Ruan Mohan's car, as if declaring war, signaling Ruan Mohan to follow her.

Ruan Mohan followed the car and drove on a side road that usually had almost no traffic.

Maserati is a sports car with a fast speed, but Ruan Mohan has excellent technology and does not give up.

The two cars were speeding forward on the gray-black road that was still raining, overtaking each other.

Ruan Mohan has always driven steadily, and there are very few moments when the speed of the car is soaring. She glanced at the dashboard, and the speed of the car has increased to 70 yards at this time.

The limits of urban highways.

Ruan Mohan slightly opened the car window, because the speed of the car was too fast, the evening wind came in and whistled in his ears.

Her ears are sensitive, and she can still hear the sound of tires rubbing against the road and splashing a little rain and fog.

Above the head is a gray sky, which seems to be crushed down at any moment.

The adrenaline in the body is soaring crazily with the speed of the car.

In Ruan Mohan's mind, the scene where she saw the purple Bentley in the traffic downstairs at noon today suddenly appeared.

She was expressionless, licked her lips, and once again overtook the purple Maserati beside her.

In the end, she won the drag racing game.

The girl who drove the purple Maserati was no match for her driving skills. "Didi" honked twice, willing to accept the bet and drive away.

Ruan Mohan slowed down the speed of the car and closed the window.

For a moment, only the ethereal singing of the female singer and her still beating heart were left in the car.

Ruan Mohan felt an inexplicable joy, turned her white wrist, slid the steering wheel, made a beautiful turn, and drove towards home.

******

At noon on Wednesday, when Ruan Mohan walked into the sandwich shop, he didn't see Amy's familiar face behind the counter.

Glancing at the corner, it was clear that Jian Shuo was sitting there.

Ruan Mohan glanced inside the counter again, and found Amy curled up in a corner by herself, curled up like a shrimp.

Ruan Mohan said to the clerk who received her today: "Turkey breast sandwich."

Amy in the corner heard her voice, raised her head and forced a smile at her, her face pale.

When the sandwiches were ready, she heard two clerks complaining in a low voice: "It's really a princess's disease, coming to my aunt is more troublesome than others."

"Someone dotes on her, not just one, of course she is squeamish."

Amy in the corner buried her head lower.

In fact, complaints in the workplace are like this.On the surface, the voice was lowered, but in fact, the voice was not lowered too much. Whether it was intentional or not, I wanted the person to hear it.

Suddenly there was a soft "boom".

Ruan Mohan took a glance and found that Jian Shuo in the corner had arrived at the door of the store to pick up a takeaway at some point, and put it lazily on the counter: "Angelica motherwort brown sugar tea."

The clerk next to him sighed, "It's the third cup."

Amy ignored it, and buried her head in her painful stomach, pretending she didn't hear it.

Jian Shuo didn't force it, put the cup of tea in the corner of the bar with a smile, and went back to the table to sit down.

Shaking feet, holding the mobile phone in his hand to play games: "It's time to show real skills!"

Just 5 minutes later, when Ruan Mohan got her sandwich, Jian Shuo put the fourth cup of tea on the counter: "Safflower sandalwood red sugar tea."

Even the clerk couldn't help but persuade Amy: "Among so many flavors, isn't there a cup that you like?"

Amy raised her head reluctantly: "Senior, my boyfriend..."

Jian Shuo let out a "ha": "I tell you to drink more hot water, it's free, right?"

Next to Amy was a thermos cup with a light purple pattern, which should have been brought to her by her boyfriend filled with hot water.

Jian Shuo put her hands on the counter and said solemnly: "Do you know why you are asked to drink more hot water?"

"Because the cost is the lowest. Once the small kettle is boiled and the thermos cup is filled, it will ensure that you will not quarrel with him for a day, and he will be known as caring and considerate."

"My aunt hurts? Drink more hot water. Stomach pain? Drink more hot water. Have a cold? Drink more hot water. As for whether drinking more hot water is helpful or not, he doesn't care so much."

Amy stared at Jian Shuo: "You..."

Jian Shuo raised the corner of her mouth and smiled: "Sister Amy, let me ask you, when did your parents only let you drink more hot water?"

Amy was taken aback.

Jian Shuo pushed the tea in front of Amy: "Safflower sandalwood promotes blood circulation and removes stasis. Drink it and you won't be in pain. It can also help your colleagues."

"Otherwise, the two of them are in the class of three, how miserable it is."

Amy glanced at the two seniors with a guilty conscience. The two were busy with their own affairs and did not look at Amy.

Amy came over slowly, Jian Shuo inserted the straw for her and handed her the tea.

The roasted green tea is fragrant, and the brown sugar is sweet. Amy drank it in small sips, pressing it against her belly.

She had already taken painkillers just now, but in the weather of March and early spring, she was huddled in a corner alone, and her hands and feet felt cold, which could not be relieved by drinking hot water, and even the painkillers seemed to lose their effect.

Until then, the sweet and warm cup of tea tasted not like instant tea bags, but really roasted slowly, with a handmade sincerity taste, which finally warmed her cold hands and feet a little bit.

The pain in the lower abdomen gradually eased.

Amy whispered: "Senior, I will come back to help after I go to the bathroom."

A clerk glanced at the back of her getting out of the counter, and couldn't help laughing "puchi".

When Amy turned her head, Ruan Mohan reminded her lightly, "Pants."

Amy's fair and delicate face turned red all of a sudden.

Jian Shuo was wearing a thin lavender fur that day, which had been placed on the chair beside the table. Now she walked over with it, bent over, tied her sleeves in a knot, and tied it around Amy's waist.

At first glance, it looks like a loose fur skirt, unobtrusive.

Jian Shuo took Amy and walked out: "I'll take you to buy clothes."

Amy broke free: "I'm on duty, I can't go..."

Jian Shuo walked to the door and welcomed a young girl in: "The sous chef of a five-star hotel, making sandwiches and sparkling water is no problem, and it's okay to be your class, right?"

Amy asked, "Your friend?"

"No." Jian Shuo smiled lazily: "I paid for it, and I've been waiting at the door of the store. It depends on when you can't hold on."

Amy wanted to say something, but was forcibly dragged out by Jian Shuo.

Ruan Mohan walked out of the store with a sandwich, and saw Amy break away from Jian Shuo's hand and ran towards her.

He ran all the way to hide behind her.

Jian Shuo walked over with a smile: "What is this for?"

"I don't know you at all, how could I go with you?"

Jian Shuo thought it was funny, raised her slender eyebrows and said, "You don't know her, why hide behind her?"

Today is cloudy and windy, Jian Shuo's thick black hair was blown up by the wind, and the curly ends swept across the black mole at the end of her eyes.

She looked at Ruan Mohan on the opposite side, standing in front of Amy, her long light brown hair flew up with the wind, covering her overly beautiful jawline, making her look colder, like snow on a peak or flowers on a cliff.

The two faced each other under the hazy sky, their eyes collided, and they didn't say a word.

Amy, who was hiding behind Ruan Mohan, only felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, but she was not sensitive enough to detect more. She just said, "I know this sister works nearby, so she's not a bad person."

Jian Shuo withdrew his gaze from Ruan Mohan, and in an instant, the extremely oppressive atmosphere of confrontation disappeared.

Even the thick clouds in the sky were blown away a lot by the gust of wind just now, the haze receded, and a faint light came out.

Jian Shuo smiled slyly and said, "I also work nearby." She pointed to Ruan Mohan, "It's in my sister's company."

"Nonsense." Amy retorted, "You obviously stay at the sandwich shop with nothing to do every day."

Jian Shuo smiled lazily, flirtatiously and charmingly: "I am a skilled worker, so I don't have to sit on duty all the time."

Amy didn't believe it: "Sister, is she really from your company?"

Ruan Mohan: "I don't know her."

Jian Shuo glanced at Ruan Mohan with amusement.

She took out a certificate from her pocket: "Well, I'm actually a rich second-generation homeless person, but I'm not a bad person. Let me show you the certificate."

Jian Shuo waved the ID, Ruan Mohan and Amy looked at it together, and saw the word "Bai Yue" written on the ID.

Ruan Mohan's eyes were cold.

Jian Shuo's gentle look towards Zhong Yunli is fake, and the mobile phone number she gave her is also fake. After chasing her, she discards it and becomes an empty number that will be shut down forever.

Up to now, the thoughtfulness to Amy is fake, and the documents shown to her are also fake. After proving her identity, they are destroyed casually and become a puff of smoke that no one can trace.

Ruan Mohan stared at Jian Shuo.

The thick clouds in the sky gathered again, and the sky light that appeared faintly just now disappeared.

There is a clear smile on Jian Shuo's face, but only Ruan Mohan can see through her, the background color of his pupils is cold and nothingness.

Ruan Mohan suddenly said: "Don't trust her."

Amy raised her head in confusion: "Huh?"

Ruan Mohan: "Follow me."

She had a flat face, her expression unchanged, but she took Amy to the side of the road, reached out to stop a car, opened the door, and motioned for Amy to get in.

"Go home."

She tore off the lavender fur around Amy's waist, took off her coat and handed it to her: "Use this."

Amy took it: "Thank you sister, I will return it to you after you do the dry cleaning."

Ruan Mohan closed the car door, and the taxi roared away.

Behind her, came an extremely seductive chuckle.

Ruan Mohan turned around, his light brown eyes became colder and colder.

At this time, the strong wind picked up again.

The thick and hazy clouds above the head, instead of being blown away, gathered together and became thicker, as if pressing tightly on the top of a person's head.

Jian Shuo's inaudible laughter dissipated in the whistling wind, like a hallucination.A pair of black pupils stared at Ruan Mohan, cold and nothingness.

On the square below the office building, the crowds coming and going turned into a blurred background.

Under the cloudy sky, it seemed that there were only two people left, Ruan Mohan and Jian Shuo, standing silently and confronting silently.

Ruan Mohan's long hair was blown up by the wind, her arms were also raised by the wind, and the fur clutched in her hand was thrown vigorously towards Jian Shuo's direction.

Jian Shuo raised her hand and caught it steadily.

She pulled up the corner of her mouth and smiled, even the black mole at the end of her eye was shining with a strange light like the black pupil.

"Why are you protecting her?" The voice was enchanting.

Ruan Mohan didn't answer, and put her hands in the pockets of her narrow skirt. Today, her narrow skirt has a belt, made of silk, that hangs down the tail of a pair of slender legs, just like her long hair, fluttering in the wind, like the wind. banner.

Jian Shuo approached quietly.

Ruan Mohan licked the inside of her lower lip, the tooth marks from Jian Shuo biting her last time were still there.

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice sounded from the side: "Bai Yue?"

Jian Shuo turned her head and saw Zhong Yunli standing there holding a box of salad.

Interrupted by her shout, the atmosphere of confrontation between Ruan Mohan and Jian Shuo disappeared again.

Zhong Yunli stepped forward, hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you have... Lele's contact information?"

"No."

Zhong Yunli was suspicious: "Aren't you her sister?"

"That's right." Jian Shuo was lazy even when talking nonsense: "But my parents are afraid that she will contact you secretly, so they will lock her up in a boarding school to train nuns, so strict that they don't have any modern communication tools."

Zhong Yunli lowered her eyes: "Really." Her tone was lonely.

Jian Shuo pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled: "I'm sorry, Sister Goddess."

After Zhong Yunli walked away, when Jian Shuo looked back, Ruan Mohan's figure had already disappeared.

******

Ruan Mohan returned to the office and heard people holding lunch boxes discussing:

"Have you heard? Director Xu bought a suite for his mistress, a suite in the third ring road of Beicheng!"

"Is it to reconcile with his wife and break up with Xiaosan? This is a big loss. But isn't all his money in his wife's hands?"

"That's why director Xu is miserable. A man in his 50s has a part-time job at night as an investment consultant for a medical company. Secretary Song overheard this when he was in contact with the company on the phone."

Ruan Mohan walked into his office.

She walked to the French window, twisted the knob lightly with her fingers, the venetian blind opened, and through the window, she could see the hazy sky outside.

The clouds were still thick and dense, as if some mysterious monster was lurking inside.

Ruan Mohan looked at the clouds and thought: Why did she and Jian Shuo confront each other so fiercely just now?