Ruan Qinghua was a little stunned. Just as she was about to speak, Jiang Huaiqian's cell phone rang first.

He glanced at the number displayed on the center console and did not avoid Ruan Qinghua from connecting.

"Hello."

Under the night, his voice was low and he sounded a little sexy.

“Where?”

The woman's voice came from the other side, and the voice was very gentle and she couldn't tell her age.

Ruan Qinghua's ears moved slightly, and subconsciously raised her eyes to see the notes he gave.

There are no notes, only a series of numbers.

"drive."

Jiang Huai responded in a humble voice, "What's wrong?"

"Go home tomorrow." Jian Shuyun said excitedly: "Are you free?"

Jiang Huaiqian raised his eyes and focused on the road: "An urgent matter?"

Jian Shuyun thought for a while: "Forget it."

She said: "Your Uncle Zhao's daughter has returned to China. She will come to your house tomorrow and come back to entertain you."

Ruan Qinghua listened and had a guess in her heart.

When she heard the next sentence, her initial discomfort spread infinitely and she couldn't control herself.

She pursed her lips, curled her eyes, and tried her best to prevent herself from listening to the conversation between the two.

JAC: “…”

He paused slightly and asked lightly: "Where is my dad?"

Jian Shuyun: "Your dad is still in France."

Jiang Huaiqian said "Yes": "Then please let Uncle Zhao wait until my dad comes home before going."

Jian Shuyun choked, "What are you talking about?"

JAC: “There is no time tomorrow.”

"You are not free on Sunday, what do you want to do?" Jian Shuyun was impatient and had no airs of elders, muttering: "Give me a reason, otherwise you will have to go home tomorrow."

Jiang Huaiqian was helpless: "Mom, I really have something to do tomorrow."

"What's the matter?" Jian Shuyun pursued it and said, "Are you accompanying your girlfriend? If you are accompanying your girlfriend, I will let you go."

“…”

Jiang Huaiqian was stunned for a moment, glanced at the ostrich next to him looking down at his phone, and said in a low voice: "No."

Jian Shuyun raised her eyebrows and immediately heard the implication of him: "Oh, you haven't caught up with that girl yet?"

Jiang Huaiqian was about to hang up the phone, but Jian Shuyun's voice came out again: "How long have you been chasing you yet? Why don't you really give up and go home to meet Wen Jing tomorrow. She is quite beautiful."

"No." Jiang Huaiqian didn't think about it and refused, "Mom, I'm driving, I'm talking later."

Jian Shuyun: "Okay, okay, be careful, call me back later."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Huaiqian glanced at Ruan Qinghua, who was still looking at her phone, and whispered: "My mother is more... lively, don't mind."

Ruan Qinghua was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, "No."

She remained silent for a moment and said softly: "Auntie is very cute."

When Jiang Huaiqian looked at her, he wanted to say something, but Ruan Qinghua had already spoken.

"How long will it take?"

Jiang Huaiqian glanced at him, "About half an hour."

"Then I'll take a sniff for a while." Her lips curled: "I'm a little tired."

Jiang Huai paused and said "yes": "Okay."

Looking at Ruan Qinghua's side face while closing her eyes and resting, he suddenly felt powerless.

After having a midnight snack, Ruan Qinghua and Meng Yao went back together.

Meng Yao followed her and was a little proud.

"You said Mr. Jiang should envy me so much." She lies on the sofa, hugging the pillow and saying so.

Ruan Qinghua glanced at her, put her shoes into the shoe cabinet, and whispered: "You're thinking too much."

Meng Yao glanced at her and patted the position next to her: "Come here, I'll talk to you."

"What are you talking about?"

Ruan Qinghua yawned: "I'm so sleepy, I want to take a shower and go to bed."

Meng Yao: “…”

She was speechless and compromised: "Then, go take a shower and I'll talk to you at the door."

Ruan Qinghua choked and couldn't help laughing and crying: "Are you going to teach me a political class tonight?"

"No." Meng Yao looked at her with her face, "But I think I really want to brainwash you."

“…”

Ruan Qinghua entered the room, took her pajamas into the bathroom, and Meng Yao also followed her.

She couldn't laugh or cry: "I'll say it after taking a shower?"

Meng Yao shook her head: "You will pretend to be asleep later, I must say it now."

Ruan Qinghua had no choice but to deal with her and compromisedly said, "Tell me, I'll listen."

There was a clamoring sound in the bathroom. Meng Yao pulled over the chair in the room, crossed her legs while playing with her cell phone while talking to her.

"Are you jealous tonight?"

In the bathroom, Ruan Qinghua took off her makeup.

She raised her eyelids and looked up at herself in the mirror.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

It was clearly because she had seen a big face since she was a child, but tonight I just looked at it, and it was strange that she was unfamiliar with it.

Obviously, she is not such a stingy person. But Meng Yao is right again, she is just jealous tonight.

Ruan Qinghua was silent for a while and whispered: "Why did you say that suddenly?"

Meng Yao said "yes", thought for a while and said, "Because you didn't communicate much with Mr. Jiang during dinner."

Although they seem normal, familiar people can always notice something is wrong at the first time.

Meng Yao doesn’t understand Jiang Huaiqian, but she knows Ruan Qinghua. They have been friends for so many years, and they can detect that something is wrong with each other.

Ruan Qinghua wiped her face with a makeup remover, lowered her eyes and muttered: "We haven't communicated much."

“…”

Meng Yao was speechless, "That's because you don't want to communicate with him."

Ruan Qinghua: "Where do I have it?"

Meng Yao hummed lightly, "Do you know if you answer my question positively? Are you jealous because of the two messages I sent you?"

“…”

Ruan Qinghua was silent for a long time, and then she shouted softly: "Yaoyao."

"ah?"

Ruan Qinghua pursed her lips and asked in a low voice: "Am I particularly pretentious?"

Meng Yao was stunned and suddenly felt a little regretful and forced her to ask her.

"No..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ruan Qinghua.

Her voice was very soft and she heard through a door.

Ruan Qinghua murmured: "Reason tells me that I should stop the loss in time. If I don't plan to try it with him, I should not get close to him anymore. I should avoid it mercilessly. But emotionally, I can't control it."

I couldn't help getting close to him, nor could I control myself from some trivial matters and ate jealousy.

Ruan Qinghua felt that her state and thoughts were very annoying.

But she couldn't find a way to change it.

Meng Yao felt a little uncomfortable when she listened to her words.

She knew that Ruan Qinghua had a lot of psychological burden and knew that she was a sensitive and entangled person in many things. But if she didn't force her, she would be an ostrich all her life.
To be continued...