Outside the car was the busiest street in Yangcheng.
Yangcheng Theater was located on this street.
At this time, numerous flags were planted along the road, bearing the portraits of Boss Yan and the famous actor... The car turned several corners, and many streets were the same.
Su Ruanruan’s heart was throbbing.
She lightly bit her finger, afraid she was dreaming.
Uncle Yan really came, Shui Linglong also came, would Bao Jingyan also come with them.
At this moment, she both hoped he would come and hoped he wouldn’t.
He was seriously injured and should recuperate well.
Perhaps it was her motion that woke He Jitang, who slowly opened his eyes...
It was dim inside the car, his facial features were handsome, and his teardrop mole was particularly captivating.
He smiled faintly: "It’s Boss Yan!"
He turned his head to ask Su Ruanruan, "Do you want to see?"
Su Ruanruan didn’t make a sound, so he boldly took her hand and gently said, "I’ll accompany you!"
"No need!" Su Ruanruan pulled away her hand, coldly saying: "Brother, show some self-respect."
He Jitang found it unamusing.
Returning to the villa, as soon as Su Ruanruan got out of the car, she went back to her small courtyard.
He Jitang stared at her back for a long time.
...
Tonight, Su Ruanruan especially missed Bao Jingyan.
She couldn’t contact him, and her heart felt empty.
In early summer, the nights were hot.
Little Ci’an, Anran, fell asleep; after taking a shower and changing clothes, Su Ruanruan sat on a wooden chair in the small courtyard.
After drinking some herbal tea and catching the breeze, she finally felt a bit more comfortable.
Late at night.
He Jitang couldn’t sleep, he couldn’t help but come to the small courtyard, and upon entering, he saw Su Ruanruan sleeping under the Yulan Tree.
She wore a pure white nightgown, her black hair spreading over her.
Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, delicate and clean.
Her slender body leaned against the wooden chair, faintly revealing her curves.
He Jitang, having been idle for two months, now faced the woman he loved.
He walked over, couldn’t resist bending down to scoop up a handful of her black hair, and leaned down wanting to kiss her.
As soon as he touched her, Su Ruanruan woke up!
Instinctively, she raised her hand to slap He Jitang awake, but her slender wrist was caught, and her body fell into his hands.
He Jitang breathed fiercer than usual.
He asked her in a low voice, "Bao Jingyan touched, can’t I touch?"
Su Ruanruan angrily said, "He is my husband!"
"He’s not yet!" He Jitang’s tone carried some allure, "Ruanruan, don’t you find Brother handsome?"
Su Ruanruan was dazed.
She stared at him.
He Jitang then took her hand, placed it on his face, letting her feel him.
He felt his affection deepen, not expecting Su Ruanruan to mutter, "Brother, let me go! I won’t like you!"
He Jitang’s anger stirred.
He tightened his grip on her hand, "Today Fourth Sister shows pity for a stranger, yet is so heartless towards me!"
He always wanted her.
Thus, he brushed aside her hair, strongly intending to kiss her.
Su Ruanruan would not let him succeed.
She struggled and called for Ci’an.
Little Ci’an was asleep, but such a commotion truly woke him...
There was a noise inside the house.
He Jitang was both annoyed and angry, still unwilling to let go: "I don’t believe you don’t want to be with me!"
He had experienced women and understood them, now he wanted to test.
Su Ruanruan slapped him, "Brother wants a woman, just pay for it, if not, I will help you find one!"
He Jitang stopped his hand, staring at her, his dark eyes dangerously deep.
He slowly stood up.
Su Ruanruan also turned her head away, ignoring him, her body trembling slightly.
She knew: He Jitang’s mind was on the knife’s edge.
She couldn’t live under the same roof with him any longer!
In a short while, little Ci’an came running over making noises...
The little guy knew a bit about human affairs.
He hugged Su Ruanruan spoiledly: "I want to sleep with auntie."