Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Jiang Ruan thought this way, unconsciously muttered aloud.

System 677 hiding in the dark: [...]

Damn it, this woman really guessed it.

It burst into tears silently.

This host is too bad to fool.

Abandoning the wild imagination in his mind, Jiang Ruan looked down and quickly read the divorce agreement in his hand.

Looking at it from her extremely critical eyes, she couldn't find anything wrong.

It can only be said that Gu Xichao kindly did not cheat her.

Jiang Ruan slowly picked up the pen beside him, wrote his name on the white paper, and put the divorce agreement on the bedside table again.

suddenly.

A cell phone bell rang.

Jiang Ruan took out the phone and opened the screen with her slender fingers. Then, she raised her delicate and narrow eyebrows and raised her soft red lips with some interest.

It was the call from that little white face.

She answered the phone and said lazily: "Hello?"

The person opposite was obviously taken aback, as if he hadn't expected Jiang Ruan to react so coldly.

He asked tentatively, "Ruan Ruan, are you all right? Last time..."

Jiang Ruan interrupted him expressionlessly, "I'm fine."

Mu Feng was in a hurry.

What is going on with Jiang Ruan, why did he suddenly become so cold?

Could it be that she found out...No, Mu Feng quickly denied her idea.

According to Jiang Ruan's simple to almost stupid temperament, how could it be discovered.

It is probably to blame him for neglecting her these days.

Thinking about this, Mu Feng let out a soft voice to coax Jiang Ruan, "Ruan Ruan, don't be angry, I haven't looked for you these days because I have something..."

After Balabala talked a lot, Mu Feng finally revealed his purpose, "Ruan Ruan, how about we meet tomorrow? Anyway, the matter has been discovered by your husband, and we have just discussed how to deal with him."

Jiang Ruan: "?"

I'm afraid you don't want to fart.

With just a few short sentences of dialogue, plus some impressions about Mu Feng in his mind, Jiang Ruan could see at a glance that this person was clearly embarrassed.

I don't know how I was blinded before.

Jiang Ruan was not in the mood to gossip with this guy, and he threw a sentence lightly and happily dragged this person into the blacklist.

"No, we don't contact anymore."

Mu Feng on the other side of the phone: "???"

He was so frustrated that he just wanted to smash the phone out, but he still took his hand angrily.

Thousands of dollars.

He can't bear it.

Jiang Ruan on the other side.

She checked the time and found that it was ten thirty in the morning.

Seeing the empty wine bottles scattered on the ground, Jiang Ruan's gaze stopped, and almost three black lines fell from his forehead.

It seemed that I drank some pieces last night, no wonder my head hurts so much and the smell of alcohol all over me.

Jiang Ruan looked disgusted, she decided to clean up and take a bath first.

...

There was a rushing sound of water in the bathroom, and across the frosted glass door, the slender figure of the woman Miaoman was a little fuzzy, and the entangled heat filled the glass door with a thin layer of mist.

About twenty minutes later.

Jiang Ruan walked out slowly, holding a white soft towel and wiping her long black curly hair carelessly.

She only wore a bathrobe, and the exposed collarbone was delicate and beautiful.

Jiang Ruan didn't wear slippers, and her slender and white feet stepped directly on the soft carpet. The blanket was dark. Her feet were very small, almost dazzling in white.

After taking a hair dryer in the bedroom and blowing his hair half-dry, Jiang Ruan put on a black silk nightdress.

After pushing open the bedroom door.

Jiang Ruan was stunned.

She met a pair of dark blue eyes, the color was crystal clear, beautiful and deep.