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Chapter 35

Yang Ruoyun stayed at Zhao's house for half a month, with little sense of presence. She stayed low-key next to Mrs. Zhao San, and the door stayed in the same place.

Yang Ruoyun painted light makeup on her face, her eyebrows were clear, she was gentle, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth. The smile was appropriate and just right. Her model came in and yelled her softly, "Watch sister-in-law."

Song Luan knew that Yang Ruoyun was a very clever woman. She could recognize the situation and had courage and courage. She pretended to be mediocre and responded straight away and asked, "Is there something wrong with Miss San coming here?"

Yang Ruoyun didn't seem to see the displeasure on her face, and pretended to be unable to hear the hostility in her words. This cousin was accustomed to having no good face for anyone. She had seen it a few years ago, not to mention her. I have long practiced the ability to keep my face.

She said with a smile: "Aunt heard that there is a conflict between Cousin and Cousin these days. She was worried, and it was not easy to ask, so I came to persuade you."

Song Luan knew that many people in Zhao's house were staring at the two of them, and they knew everything as soon as there was any trouble. What's more, Zhao's house is so big, the news in their room can't be concealed.

It’s not uncommon for their husband and wife to have a bad relationship. This is the norm. This time, the third lady was worried. At first, the old lady was waiting for the granddaughter to have another son. The lady herself was also worried that the young couple had been getting along well before, and they were willing to share the same room. They didn't know how these days they were as cold as before.

Song Luan snorted, a stubborn look of oil and salt, "There is nothing to persuade."

Yang Ruoyun smiled, "Do not let your cousin get angry with her cousin. There is no overnight feud between the husband and wife. If this time is because the cousin is angry with you, you will serve him softly, and the men are very coaxing."

It sounds like Yang Ruoyun seems to be good for her. In fact, this sentence is the key point. The female match is worthy of being a female match. The provocative skill is also first-class. The original owner is a proud character. It is impossible to reconcile with Zhao Nanyu. It is even less likely to whisper that soft man to coax the man.

Song Luan pretended to be annoyed and stared at her coldly, with a strong disdain in the corner of her eyes. She lifted her chin and said deliberately: "Serve softly? Why should I serve him softly? Why should I coax him?" It's ridiculous."

Yang Ruoyun lowered her eyes and slightly hooked her lips, and then took two steps forward, holding her wrist intimately and comforting her with anxiety, "Cousin's wife, take a step back and say, even if it is the cousin’s fault, you don’t He should be angry with him for so long, he is busy enough on weekdays, and I see that people have lost a lot of weight."

Song Luan pushed her hand away silently, glanced at her, hugged her hands and said, "You mean, do you want me to swallow?"

"Naturally not, but this cousin is a man who is very quiet and does not know how to coax people, so he has to grieve his cousin, lest his aunt be worried again."

How nice her words are, all the sentences at first glance are for her, afraid of her bad life, or afraid of losing money, if you think about it carefully, if these words fall into the ears of the original owner, they are all explosions.

Song Luan's face stretched, her expression did not relax at all, her tone was very poor, "I am wronged? Why should I be wronged?" Her eyes slightly picked up, staring sharply at Yang Ruoyun, pretending not to Patience, casually said: "You don't have to persuade me anymore, just what I want. If you are worried that your cousin is angry, you can go and persuade him instead of persuading me."

Yang Ruoyun's expression was aggrieved and bit his lip: "It's just that I talk too much. Since that's the case, I won't bother too much."

She slowly walked out of Song Luan's yard, and Qingli's face was unclear, her mouth slightly warped, and she was very happy. This Song Luan was still annoying as always, but she thought that Song Lun had corrected it a few days ago, and it was pretended to be seen by others. Jiang Shan's nature is difficult to change, Song Luan is best not to reconcile with Zhao Nanyu in her whole life, she will watch Song Luan put herself on a dead end a little bit.

Song Luan doesn't deserve Zhao Nanyu at all. Except that her appearance is better than her, how can her moral knowledge match her?

Coincidentally, Yang Ruoyun came out of Huai Shuiju and met Zhao Nanyu who had just returned to the house on the promenade. When she saw the people who were thinking about her, her heart beats faster than usual, and she went up with a red face and rules. A moment of salute, "Cousin."

Zhao Nanyu looked faint, "Three sisters."

Yang Ruoyun looked at him affectionately and summoned up the courage to say, "Is Cousin just coming back?"

"Ok."

"I..." As soon as the words changed, she suddenly said: "It's a coincidence, I just came out of my cousin."

Zhao Nanyu had no patience to take care of her. He was not familiar with this cousin from afar, and he had never seen it a few times in total. In the impression, he was a quiet and sensible girl.

But when he heard Song Luan, he immediately became interested, and asked with great interest, "What are you doing with her?"

He remembered that Song Luan had a better relationship with other women than Gu Shuang, and had no relationship with other women, either quarreling or grabbing each other’s hair. Song Luan never treated his distant cousin so much. What?

Yang Ruoyun will not let go of any opportunity, she said again: "Aunt let me come to persuade the cousin." She frowned, "cousin, don't blame the cousin, she just doesn't understand, So my temper is a little bit big."

Zhao Nanyu smiled when he heard, "What?"

"Isn't it? The aunt said you seem to be arguing and haven't spoken in a few days, I..."

Zhao Nanyu interrupted her with a smile, a cold smile, "No quarrel, tell the mother not to worry." After a pause, he smiled and then said: "Your cousin's temper is pretty cute, of course I will not blame her."

Yang Ruoyun's mind was dazed. Is this completely different from what she thought? ! How did that happen? Shouldn’t my cousin hate that woman? !

She hadn’t recovered yet, and when she realized the reaction, she found that she had grabbed Zhao Nanyu’s sleeve. The man in front of her eyes was cold, and she flicked her hand coldly. She laughed more terrifyingly than she didn’t laugh. You don’t need to take care of things. If you stay in Beijing, I can send you back to Jiangnan."

Yang Ruoyun's eyes turned red, and the response was extremely fast. He only promised: "It's my abruptness. Please also ask your cousin not to blame."

Zhao Nanyu glanced at her, said nothing more, turned around and left.

Yang Ruoyun gritted her teeth and stomped her feet in her place. She was so hated. She didn't know when Zhao Nanyu was so forgiving to Song Luan? ! Is it because she looks beautiful?

Song Luan over there didn't know what happened to them. The brother in the house woke up after not sleeping long. When the child just woke up, his face was hazy, so dumb, she let him help him dress and wear shoes.

Shi Ge smelled the light incense from her mother, and she hugged when she stretched out her hands. Song Luan laughed lowly and hugged the person in her arms. Shi Ge circled her neck with both hands, and the whole person Like hanging on her.

When Zhao Nanyu came in and saw the picture of her coaxing her child, he was startled, and he was not very happy and asked, "Why are you knowing brothers here? Shouldn't he be practicing word writing at this hour?"

Song Luan heard that she pretended not to hear, turned her back to him, and lowered her head to coax the child in her arms.

Zhao Nanyu's eyes dimmed, the bright and dark candlelight reflected on his white face, slightly closed his jaw, his expression was not too bad, he walked to know brother, since Song Luan refused to leave him, he asked him, jumped Two words, "Speak."

Brother Zhi looked up at Zhang Xiaotong's small face and stared at the father who suddenly appeared. His voice was very small. He couldn't hear it if he didn't listen carefully. "I beg uncle to bring me over."

Zhao Nanyu expressionless, "come down."

Brother Zhi squeezed Song Luan's collar slowly and loosened it slowly. The child could not resist his father's majesty. He was preparing to use his hands and feet to climb down from his mother and was suddenly hugged.

Song Luan hugged him and looked up at Zhao Nanyu. Although she didn't want to talk to him, she was afraid of him.

She sniffed her nose. "What are you angry at the child? You rushed at me."

Zhao Nanyu seemed to laugh, but her thumb gently crossed her delicate cheeks, and finally landed on her chin, gently lifting her chin, "Are you mad at me?"

His tone was extremely low and cold, Song Luan was chilling in the back, and her mind was trembling. It was not that she was intimidated, but that the male aura was too strong, and she was cold all over with dark eyes and beads.

She didn't open her face, but she didn't talk. Because she really can't stand the anger of Zhao Nanyu.

Brother Si still broke free from Song Luan's lap, and stood in front of Zhao Nanyu obediently, whispering to admit his mistake, "Father, I did it wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't come over to disturb my mother."

My father told him when he left in the morning that he was not allowed to let his mother get well, but he did not hold back. When Brother Zhier thought, he thought that his eyes were red, and he did not cry strongly, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

Zhao Nanyu sighed and squatted down to gently wipe the tears off his cheeks. "Don't commit it again next time. Your mother has been in a bad shape recently, and don't ask her to hug you."

Song Luan couldn't hold back and shouted at him, "I'm happy! Are you in charge?"

Zhao Nanyu's eyes slowly moved to her face. If she thought about it, she asked, "I can't control you? Hmm?"

He patted the brother's head and called another maid to come in, instructing the girl to take him back to the front yard.

There were only two of them in the bedroom, Song Luan flinched back, shouted impulsively and then closed his mouth.

Zhao Nanyu endured her deliberate neglect for so many days is already the limit, he walked towards the woman shrunk in the corner step by step.