The most ruthless is her

Chapter 83

Jian Shuo really didn't know what happened.

She just looked up at Ruan Mohan quietly like that, and felt big teardrops dripping down the corners of her eyes continuously.

Not the kind of acting she used to be.

Not using tears as a tool to pretend to be pitiful or charming.

It's not self-control, the tears flow down by themselves.

Jian Shuo felt very strange: "Why am I crying?"

Obviously, her heart felt extremely full and satisfied.

When she woke up at dusk from her afternoon nap, and her heart was filled with the loneliness of being abandoned by the world, she suddenly found that Ruan Mohan was sleeping quietly behind her.

The loneliness that engulfed her suddenly receded like the ebb of an ocean wave.

She snuggled up to Ruan Mohan, quietly tasting the sweetness called "sense of security" in her heart.

So sweet.

Ruan Mohan leaned over.

The hand that landed on top of Jian Shuo's head turned into supporting Jian Shuo's chin.

Kiss directly.

Kiss Jian Shuo's eyebrows.Kiss Jian Shuo's tear-stained eyelashes.Kiss Jane Shuo's mouth.

In Jian Shuo's body, all desires were awakened.She was very thirsty, very hungry, and wanted to occupy Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan by herself.

As long as there is Ruan Mohan, she is not alone.

She got up all of a sudden, leaned over, and clamped Ruan Mohan's two slender wrists.

The foot pressed against Ruan Mohan's ankle.

She kept calling: "Ruan Mohan, Ruan Mohan, Ruan Mohan."

She asked Ruan Mohan: "Why didn't you ask me, why didn't you go in the morning?"

Ruan Mohan looked at her indifferently: "Why do you ask?"

Jian Shuo kissed directly, biting Ruan Mohan's soft lips, the corners of the lips, and then to the earlobe, and the little mole she was most familiar with on the earlobe.

Ruan Mohan's slender fingers inserted into her thick black hair.

"You only have this strength?"

The toes are against Jian Shuo's ankle.

A long time later, recalling that evening, Jian Shuo only remembered that her consciousness was blurred.

The sky outside the window became more and more chaotic, and they seemed to have entered a different world where time passed and life and death did not exist.

Jian Shuo just remembered.

A tie ripped from her neck.

Two completely sweaty white shirts.

Overlapping left and right wrists.

The hiss of fingernails on the sheets and the chirping of cicadas outside the window.

later.

Someone yelled for the first time, maybe it was the first time two people yelled, and they were drowned by the heavy rain pouring down outside the window.

The torrential rain in summer always comes in such a big and urgent way.

That's why the sky outside the window is so weird.

******

Ruan Mohan was standing by the window, wearing a white shirt, looking at the rain outside the window with folded arms.

It seemed that she wanted to open the window and smoke a cigarette as before.

But the rain outside the window was too heavy, with bursts of rain and fog pouring down.

In this weather, there is no way to open the window.

Jian Shuo lay lazily on the bed, facing Ruan Mohan: "Ruan Mohan, Ruan Mohan, Ruan Mohan."

She kept calling: "Ruan Mohan, Ruan Mohan, Ruan Mohan."

Ruan Mohan glanced at her, picked up the black skirt on the ground, took out the bluetooth earphone, and put it on.

"Hello!" Jian Shuo jumped up, threw herself on the single sofa by the window and knelt, and reached out her hand to reach the earphones in Ruan Mohan's ears, "You think I'm noisy again!"

She plugged the earphone into her left ear.

The only female singer Ruan Mohan could listen to, the cold and psychedelic voice came from the earphones, mixed with the heavy rain outside the window, and the vast sky, overlapping to create a strange feeling:

"Although the coma sometimes wakes up and sometimes doesn't persist,

The greatest happiness in life is just like this.

The so-called drunk life, dreaming and dying,

That's probably what it means. (Note 1)"

Jian Shuo listened for a while, then took off the earphones: "Actually, I was going to take a taxi to Hotel H this morning."

Ruan Mohan gave a faint "hmm".

Jian Shuo frowned: "Ruan Mohan, can you hear me clearly with the headphones on?"

Ruan Mohan turned his head and looked at her indifferently, Jian Shuo always felt that deep contempt was hidden in that indifference.

Also, for Ruan Mohan's sensitive ears, she really asked a stupid question.

Jian Shuo lowered her head: "I listened to the driver's radio on the way."

"I can't even understand Chinese and mathematics in the first year of high school."

She put her hands on her stomach, stroking her stomach: "Ruan Mohan, I can't be a CEO at all."

"Since I was in school, it has been difficult for me to concentrate. My grades have always been poor."

"Would you...would one day find out that I'm stupid and be disappointed in me?"

Jian Shuo kept stroking her stomach, and Yang Haining's note that said "Don't let me down" was swallowed by her and stuck in her stomach, unable to digest it.

At this time, the rain outside the window suddenly became smaller.

Summer rain is like this, it comes in a hurry and leaves in a hurry.

It was raining heavily just now, and within seconds, it became only fine raindrops.

Ruan Mohan pushed open the window, took cigarettes and a lighter from his bag, put his hand out the window, and lit the cigarette.

Jian Shuo turned around, knelt down, and lay on the back of the single sofa, looking at Ruan Mohan's profile.

Ruan Mohan's white and slender wrist was propped outside the window, and the fine rain fell on her skin bit by bit, she didn't care at all.

Withdrawing his hand, he went to the window to take a puff of cigarette, and then put it out again.

"Hi, Ruan Mohan."

Ruan Mohan said lightly: "You don't understand Chinese and mathematics in the first year of high school?"

Jian Shuo let out a muffled "hmm".

Ruan Mohan took a puff of cigarette, and his tone became even lighter: "Do you understand Chinese in the third grade?"

"Yinyin confessed to me that once I wanted to ask you to help with my homework. When you were doing reading comprehension, you felt that the description of the rainy atmosphere expressed the author's joyful mood?"

Jian Shuo: "...Who said you have to be sad when it rains?"

Ruan Mohan was smoking a cigarette and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Jian Shuo turned around in a sulky mood, and nestled back on the single sofa: "Ruan Mohan, you really are."

Ruan Mohan: "Who made you the CEO now?"

Jian Shuo was taken aback.

"I don't have such high expectations for you, so naturally I'm not disappointed in you."

Jian Shuo was stunned: "Didn't you tell me about Bai Jingxian and Jiang Kailun's conspiracy last night, and said that the listening can only be left to me?"

Ruan Mohan smoked lightly: "We have to eat food bite by bite, and we have to walk step by step on the road."

"Before you have the ability, there is still a kind of professional manager in this world."

Ruan Mohan glanced at Jian Shuo again with "Are you stupid?"

Jian Shuo let out an "oh" in a daze.

Ask again: "What am I?"

Ruan Mohan: "My intern."

Jian Shuo narrowed her cat-like eyes: "Intern?"

"What do you mean by intern?"

"It means that I am your supervisor, I can scold you at will, fire you at will, and spit at you at will."

Jian Shuo: "..."

What Ruan Mohan said was all about the privileges that she imagined that she could do evil when she was the president, but didn't Ruan Mohan say that she couldn't do it?

Even the president can't, how can the director?

Jian Shuo: "Hey! I protest!"

"The protest is effective." Ruan Mohan nodded unexpectedly: "I still can't spit, it's so dirty."

Jian Shuo: "Is this the point?"

She snuggled up on the single sofa, hugging her knees: "I can't even get a driver's license...I'm irritable and can't concentrate. It's really hard to learn things."

"What if I never learn?"

"If you can't learn it, just keep learning it, just like you did when you made green pepper shredded pork noodles."

Jian Shuo thought of Ruan Mohan's "tyranny" of green pepper shredded pork noodles, and couldn't help shaking: "No."

"Too tired and miserable."

Is it bad to be a salted fish?Is it because the game is not fun or the manga is not good-looking.

"What did you say? No?" Ruan Mohan said coldly, "Turn around."

Jian Shuo mumbled and turned around, leaning on one arm of the sofa, looking at Ruan Mohan lazily and sullenly.

Ruan Mohan put out his cigarette, turned around and faced Jian Shuo.

Folding his arms, his cold face was as frosty as ice.

He didn't even bother to raise his hands, so he raised his toes and tapped on Jian Shuo's knee: "Say it again."

Jane Shuo: ...

Ruan Mohan's toe tapped Jian Shuo's knee again: "Say, do you want it?"

Jian Shuo lowered her head and stared at Ruan Mohan's toes.

Even the toes are as cute as shells, and the nails are like small shells that are constantly washed on the river beach by the forest, shining brightly.

On the top, there are slender ankles.

On the top, there are beautiful legs that are as smooth as satin.

Ruan Mohan's toes tapped gently on Jian Shuo's knee.

"Oh!" Jian Shuo yelled, "Yes, yes, yes! It's so annoying!"

Ruan Mohan narrowed his eyes: "Who are you calling annoying?"

Like just now, the toes tapped lightly on Jian Shuo's knee.

"...not about you." Jian Shuo: "I'm talking about myself."

"Thinking that you want me to be the president directly, how stupid and annoying."

Then Ruan Mohan let out a "huh" and withdrew his toes.

Jian Shuo leaned back on the armrest of the sofa and looked at Ruan Mohan: "Ruan Mohan, it's really hard for me to learn."

"Ah."

"It's much, much, much, much, much more difficult than you can imagine..."

Ruan Mohan glanced at her.

Jian Shuo: "...of."

Ruan Mohan: "Yes."

Jian Shuo: "Today, I listened to Chinese and mathematics in the first year of high school on the online car-hailing service, but I really didn't understand anything."

Ruan Mohan pursed the corners of his lips: "Shall I tell you a secret?"

"what?"

"I don't know how to do math problems in the first year of high school."

******

Beicheng No. [-] Middle School, a roadside burger shop.

Jian Shuo smiled and sat at a table in the corner, holding a hamburger in each hand.

Left-hand chicken leg burger, right-hand wagyu burger.

Just now when Ruan Mohan asked her what she wanted, she said confidently: "Children only make choices, adults want everything!"

Ruan Mohan was afraid that she would waste food if she couldn't finish it, so she glanced at her.

She snapped out her ID card and slapped it on the counter: "I'm an adult! I'm 26 years old!"

Ruan Mohan: "What are you doing with your ID card?"

"Open the bed." Jian Shuo showed a cat-like aggrieved look: "Ruan Mohan, do you know that you are really tired and hungry after being drunk, and you don't even give me a full meal..."

"It's enough to shut up." Ruan Mohan glanced at the clerk whose expression became more and more weird, and decided decisively to buy two hamburgers as Jian Shuo wished.

At this time, Ruan Mohan was sitting at the table, in front of them was the math study booklet they had just bought from the bookstore.

Ruan Mohan worked with the pen for a while, then raised his head indifferently.

Jian Shuo: "Why? You want to tell me about your plenum?"

Ruan Mohan: "No."

"I originally wanted to play what I can't."

"It was only after I did it that I found out that there are two questions, and I really don't know how to do it."

Jian Shuo was taken aback.

"Hahahahahahaha." He bent down laughingly: "Oh, oh, Ruan Mohan, you won."

"As long as you want me to be an intern, I will be an intern for as long as possible."

******

X hospital.

Ruan Mohan accompanied Yang Haining to a special needs ward.

Ruan Mohan: "Go in, I'll wait outside."

Yang Haining nodded and walked into the ward leaning on crutches.

On the hospital bed, the person lying half against the head of the bed was Jian Ming.

After staying in the hospital for three days, the drug metabolism in the body was almost the same, the redness at the end of the eyes subsided, the hands were no longer clenched tightly, and the blue veins were no longer violent.

The whole person fell into a pale decadence.

When he saw Yang Haining coming in, his face was still numb and tired: "Grandma."

"Where's my mints? I lie in the hospital every day without saying a word, and my mouth feels refreshed."

Yang Haining sat down beside his hospital bed: "You already knew that, didn't you?"

"I already knew that Jingxian drugged you, and it was in your mints."

Bai Jingxian is the same person as Jiang Kailun.

She needs a drug to make Jian Ming, who has a gentle personality, become manic and aggressive. Faced with the false appearance that the cooperation between Lingyin and GS is going well, she will continue to increase investment until almost all of Lingyin's family fortune is put into it.

She knew that Jian Ming's personality had changed drastically, and some people might be suspicious, so she used the nourishing soup that she boiled every day as a cover, so that people could not find out the suspicion, but actually put the medicine in the mint candy.

In addition, Jian Ming had been in power for several years before, with mediocre abilities, and Bai Jingxian was behind the scenes. The family business created by Jian Ke has shrunk a lot in his hands, leaving only a seemingly grand shelf.

Like a solid dam on the surface, the inside was already full of ant nests, riddled with holes, and finally gave Bai Jingxian the opportunity to sneak in.

She spent more than ten years by Jian Ming's side, laying out such a game of chess.

Facing Yang Haining's question, Jian Ming remained silent.

Yang Haining let out a long sigh: "You really knew it a long time ago."

"why?"

"Why do you keep eating mints every day?"

Jian Ming: "Because I need Jingxian."

Yang Haining was taken aback.

Then he smiled desolately: "Okay, okay."

"From you to Ah Shuo, you all rely on Bai Jingxian and cannot do without Bai Jingxian."

Jian Ming: "Have you ever thought about why?"

Yang Haining: "I'm all for your own good."

"Your personality is too soft, Ah Shuo is too affectionate..."

"For our own good?" Jian Ming smiled palely: "For our own good, he threw me into the position of president, saying that he let me practice alone, and kept suppressing me with the achievements of grandpa and you."

"For our own good, I have treated Ah Shuo coldly since she was a child, and gradually cultivated her into a ghost that no one gets close to..."

"Only Jingxian, treat us well."

"Good to you?" Yang Haining smiled angrily: "She is using tenderness and affection as a weapon to erode you step by step and control you!"

"The most ruthless person pretends to be the most affectionate, and it's so scary!"

Jian Ming smiled again: "Then have you ever thought about why we all follow her tricks?"

"all because of you."

Yang Haining looked exhausted: "I might die, Ah Ming."

Jian Ming was taken aback.

"I had a cerebral hemangioma, and when I went to the operating table, I might never get off again."

Jian Ming looked as tired as she was: "Whoever you want to entrust the listening to, don't entrust it to me."

"Leave it to me, as long as Jingxian comes to me. I will still listen to her."

"Maybe in my heart, I have long wanted to work with her to destroy all the listening music created by you and grandpa."

"Send me abroad, grandma, if Jing Xian is willing, send her and her children to go abroad with me."

"I really need her."

******

Ruan Mohan stood by the window and waited.

Her ears are sensitive, and she heard Yang Haining's footsteps walking out of the ward early, and turned her head.

Yang Haining looked ten years older than before entering the ward.

Leaning on crutches, she walked to Ruan Mohan's side, looking at the twilight outside the window.

"I really want to smoke a cigarette," she said.

Ruan Mohan: "The hospital is inconvenient."

You can't ask Yang Haining to be like her, twitching her fingers secretly outside the window.

Yang Haining suddenly asked: "Will she forgive me?"

Ruan Mohan turned his head to look at Yang Haining.

"A Shuo, will she forgive me?"

"will not."

Yang Haining smiled: "I guess so."

"Miss Ruan, let's go, I should go back to the hospital."

Ruan Mohan looked at her back, in the gust of wind blowing in from the window in the evening, the hem of the cheongsam fluttered, making her look very precarious.

Ruan Mohan noticed that for the first time, Yang Haining's hair was blown away by the wind for the first time.

She called Yang Haining: "Grandma."

Yang Haining turned around.

"My sister and I, and many children like us, are forever indebted to you."

"But Jian Shuo, she will never forgive you."

"It's not a contradiction."

Yang Haining smiled: "I understand, Miss Ruan."

"Come on, I really should go back to the hospital."

******

On Monday morning, Ruan Mohan's house.

Jian Shuo: "Can I not wear a suit?"

Ruan Mohan looked indifferent: "Impossible."

Jian Shuo: "I'm just an intern, why do I have to dress so formally?"

"Because when your ability reaches the standard, other people will know that you are Jane's family member and the new president of Lingyin. You must pay attention to your image from now on."

Jian Shuo glanced at Ruan Qingyin who was spread out on the sofa: "I also want to take summer vacation!"

Ruan Mohan looked indifferent: "Adults don't have summer vacation."

"I'm not an adult!"

"Then next time you eat only one hamburger."

"...Well, I'm an adult." Jian Shuo reached out and shaved his thick long hair like a drowned cat: "But! There are also adults who don't like to go to work, right?"

"To be precise, there are no adults who like to go to work."

Jian Shuo was taken aback: "Really?"

Cat-like eyes narrowed: "You don't like going to work either?"

Ruan Mohan nodded.

Jian Shuo became excited: "Then let's skip work together! Didn't you say there is such a thing, a professional manager?"

She leaned into Ruan Mohan's ear: "The old lady gave me a black card, do you know how much it can be paid for? If I go to W Hotel to open a * room, I can open..."

Ruan Mohan walked away indifferently: "No, I have to go to work."

Jian Shuo shouted in disappointment: "Why? Isn't W Hotel more fun than listening?"

Ruan Mohan glanced at her, and picked up the tie that was draped over the back of a chair.

The slender fingers stretched out and put the tie around Jian Shuo's neck.

Jian Shuo stared blankly at Ruan Mohan.

The fir fragrance on Ruan Mohan's body is very wonderful, a little far away, it smells so faint, but when it's close, it smells overwhelming, sweeping all the senses.

At this time Ruan Mohan was very close, his slender fingers landed on Jian Shuo's neckline, expertly tied a knot in the tie, and then slowly tightened it.

Jian Shuo lowered her head when she heard the subtle rustling sound.

As the tie became tighter and tighter, Ruan Mohan's fingers rubbed against Jian Shuo's chest.

Jian Shuo didn't know if Ruan Mohan did it on purpose, but the rub made her heart skip a beat.

She stared blankly at Ruan Mohan, her face was so beautiful, her eyes were so cold, and her eyelashes were so long.

You can't get enough of that cold face.

Ruan Mohan didn't look at her, just stared at the knot of the tie, pushed it to Jian Shuo's neckline, and pulled it tightly for the last time.

Jian Shuo was pulled a subtle step forward by Ruan Mohan's strength, Ruan Mohan's lipstick gently rubbed against Jian Shuo's neckline, there were faint traces, which were not obvious.

Ruan Mohan asked blankly, "Do you want another one?"

Jian Shuo thought for a while: "Change it."

Didn't Ruan Mohan say that today is the first day of work, you should pay attention to your image?

Ruan Mo gave her a cold look.

Jian Shuo was stunned: "Then...won't you change?"

Should I change it or not?What does Ruan Mohan mean?

Ruan Mohan finally tightened the tie that was tied to her, and did not intend to loosen it, and said lightly: "It's too troublesome to change it, so let's not change it."

Glancing at Jian Shuo again: "Any comments?"

Jian Shuo shook her head violently: "No opinion, no opinion."

Ruan Mohan adjusted her collar indifferently again: "Not necessarily."

"Not necessarily what?"

"Listening to music may not be as fun as W Hotel."

Jian Shuo was stunned again.

"After all, you are working with me." Ruan Mohan raised his head, his expression was as indifferent as before, but the words in his mouth made Jian Shuo's heart beat wildly again: "You'd better, practice now first."

"Call me...Director Ruan."

Ruan Mohan leaned back on the chair behind him, folded his arms on his chest, and looked at her indifferently.

Jian Shuo: "Ruan... Ruan..."

She is a little nervous, what's the matter with her heart beating so fast?

This, this... Isn't this the kind of movie she has seen a lot before, Office p*l*a*y?

How could she say such a stupid thing that listening is not as fun as W Hotel!

Working is so much fun!

Ruan Mohan folded his arms and looked at her indifferently: "Ruan what?"

"Ruan...Director Ruan."

"good."

******

listen.

Jian Shuo followed Ruan Mohan out of the elevator, taking a small goose step with a pair of high-heeled shoes, and he always felt that he was not as powerful as a ten-centimeter high-heeled shoe.

She quietly asked Ruan Mohan: "Can I change the high heels to ten centimeter ones?"

"No." Ruan Mohan didn't turn his head: "No one wears [-]cm high heels to work."

Jian Shuo rolled her eyes and let out a "sneer".

Walking to the door of the marketing department office, Ruan Mohan finally turned his head and glanced at her: "Here we are."

"are you ready?"

In fact, Jian Shuo really wanted to say that she wasn't ready, but she didn't want to appear cowardly, so she hummed, "Do I still need to get ready?"

Ruan Mohan suddenly approached her ear: "You will regret it."

Jian Shuo was taken aback: "What?"

She hasn't done anything yet.

Ruan Mohan had straightened up and moved away from her: "I mean, you slipped away from the press conference last Thursday."

"On that day, I was going to announce to the media that you are the candidate for the next director of Lingyin."

"Is there any difference between announcing and not announcing?" Jian Shuo curled her lips: "Anyway, you are going to be an intern under your command, beating, scolding, and spitting."

"I don't spit." Ruan Mohan glanced at her: "But, I've changed my mind now, I don't plan to tell anyone that you are the next president."

"why?"

"Then they will treat you as an ordinary intern, bully you casually, and let you get out of it quickly."

Jian Shuo suddenly became unhappy: "Ruan Mohan, how can you let others bully me?"

Ruan Mohan took his access control card and swiped the door of the marketing office.

The last words she left in Jian Shuo's ear were: "Then how about I... bully you personally?"