Chapter 7

Bentley slowly drove into the north villa area and stopped at the courtyard gate of the Ruan family's old house.

The two got out of the car, and the driver waited by the side.

Cheng Yuelin followed her slowly and entered the old house one after the other.

As soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper Uncle Liu greeted them.

After taking the gift from the driver, he looked at Ruan Zhiyin and said respectfully, "Miss, Mr. Ji is also here to see the master."

Mr. Ji is Ji Yijun, the adopted son of Grandpa Ruan. He was adopted by the Ruan family at the age of twelve. It is said that he is the son of an old friend, but there are also rumors that he is an illegitimate child.

Maybe to avoid suspicion, Ji Yijun moved out of Ruan's house when he was an adult, and only occasionally came back to visit Grandpa Ruan. After Ruan Zhiyin returned to Ruan's house, she saw him not many times, and she was not familiar with him.

Just thinking about it, she saw Ji Yijun pacing downstairs. A man in his forties, with a restrained and mature temperament.

Ruan Zhiyin nodded politely, "Uncle."

"Um."Ji Yijun responded lightly, shifted his eyes slightly, and looked at the person beside her, "Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Yuelin shook hands with Ji Yijun, and his dark eyes looked back with a smile, "You don't need to be polite, uncle. Just call my name."

Ji Yijun didn't respond, and looked at Ruan Zhiyin, "Uncle Ruan just woke up. You can bring Mr. Cheng there. I’ll leave later."

After saying that, he nodded to Yuelin slightly.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, looked back and smiled, "I almost forgot. I wish you a happy wedding."

Ruan Zhiyin remembered that Gu Linlang said that Ji Yijun made an exception to come to the wedding yesterday, but left after the ceremony.

For some reason, she felt that there was an inexplicable familiarity between Ji Yijun and Cheng Yuelin. But Ji Yijun and them are different in seniority, and she haven't heard of any intersection between the two.

The thought just turned, and it was quickly put away.

Ruan Zhiyin led Cheng Yuelin upstairs.

Two months ago, Grandpa Ruan was suddenly diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. Because of his age, the doctor euphemistically suggested conservative treatment, but everyone understood what this meant.

Grandpa Ruan wasn’t worry about his disease, he said that he had lived to an old age, and what he regretted the most was that his granddaughter had not married. So she and Qin Jue decided to get married, even if there was a conflict.

At yesterday's wedding, Ruan Zhiyin was not only disappointed with Qin Jue, but also angry with Lin Cheng and Lin Jingfei for ignoring her grandfather's health.

After all, the doctor told that the old man can't get excited.

Walking outside the door, Ruan Zhiyin was about to knock on the door, but suddenly stopped, her slender fingertips hesitantly put away, and then lightly pulled off the man's cuff.

Cheng Yuelin lowered his head. His eyes, as deep as Tan, fell on her round fingertips resting on the cuff, and then he looked at her indifferently.

Ruan Zhiyin let go and discussed with him in a low voice, "Do you think... should we pretend to be close?"

"Pretend?” He raised his eyebrows, with eyes turned slightly, "What do you want?""

Ruan Zhiyin pursed her lips and reached out to him.

The hands are slender as green onions, and the nails are crystal clear.

Perceiving the other's idle and dignified eyes, she frowned solemnly and persuaded, "Although I have wronged you, the play must be performed well, and I will try my best to compensate. At the wedding yesterday, you still..."

Ruan Zhiyin wanted to say that he also kissed her yesterday, even though it was only the corners of her mouth. But on second thought, she was absent-minded at that time. He kissed her not only because of the host's request, but also to help her act in order to prevent the atmosphere from stalemate.

Who doesn't have to sell the act in the business world?

But he even had to bring an assistant to the banquet, which shows how much he rejects physical contact with the opposite sex.

After all, it was she who wronged him.

So instantly lost.

"I still what?” Cheng Yuelin lowered his brows and eyes, dragged his tone, paused, and sneered in a meaningful way, "However, it is indeed a grievance."

There was a strange smile on the corner of the man's lips, as if he was reluctant, but his warm and generous palm naturally held her, and the other hand knocked on the door actively.

A hoarse, aged voice came, "Come in."

The two opened the door and walked in hand in hand.

In the room, the old man was leaning against the bed.

His face was haggard and his body was thin, but he was still in good spirits. He smiled kindly when he saw his granddaughter, "Yinyin is here."

Ruan Zhiyin nodded, walked to the bed and carefully supported the pillow behind him, and then introduced to him, "Grandpa, this is Cheng Yuelin. We... just got married."

Grandpa Ruan narrowed his eyes and his face darkened a little, "I heard from Uncle Liu, Qin Jue—"

Before he finished speaking, he looked at Cheng Yuelin beside him, sighed, and stopped talking.

Ruan Zhiyin's palms shrank, and she smiled, naturally apologizing, "Grandpa, I'm sorry. I promised to marry Qin Jue just because of the marriage contract, and I don't want to discredit you and Grandpa Qin...I don’t have any feelings for Qin Jue."

In the eyes of everyone, she and Qin Jue were indeed bound together because of this marriage contract. As for what happened in America, it stays in America.

She has done psychological construction repeatedly. At this moment, she is calm, and she tells her own set of 'completeness' rhetoric.

When mentioning 'true love', she also looked at the man beside him 'warmly'. Fortunately the other was still cooperative.

"...So you don't have to worry about me. Or do you really want me to be stuck with this engagement for the rest of my life?"

Uncle Liu had already told Grandpa Ruan beforehand according to Ruan Zhiyin's instructions, but Grandpa always had doubts.

Seeing her with a relaxed expression and a smile in her eyes at this moment, the old man's eyes fell on the hands that the two of them clasped, and he sighed.

"Mr. Cheng, right? You look familiar."

Cheng Yuelin met the old man's scrutinizing gaze and replied in a clear voice, "My father is Cheng Fengsheng."

Grandpa Ruan thought for a few seconds and nodded silently.

Then, he looked at Ruan Zhiyin and said warmly, "Yinyin, go see if the meal is ready. You could send Uncle Liu to tell us later."

Ruan Zhiyin knew that her grandfather wanted to spare herself, but she couldn't refuse. He could only take a peek at Cheng Yuelin, then got up and left the room.

She went downstairs, and saw Lin Cheng.

Ruan Lingfang likes good-looking men, and Lin Cheng is no exception. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. Even if he is middle-aged, he is still somewhat refined and mature.

Their relationship had just turn nasty on the phone, and Lin Cheng now give up his amiable appearance, with gloomy eyes, "Yinyin, didn't Mr. Cheng accompany you back?"

"He was talking to grandpa.” Ruan Zhiyin looked back indifferently. She no longer wanted to pretend.

"Oh, you did a good job in this show."

After all, he was unwilling to exchange the interests of the Yan family for nothing. But in the old house, he couldn't really have a dispute with the grandfather's beloved granddaughter.

His eyes fell on Ruan Zhiyin's beautiful face, thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Yinyin, although the Qin family's marriage is gone, when you and President Cheng 'divorce', I will find another good marriage for you. Lin Zhe likes you very much, even if the old man will be gone in the future, I will let him treat you well."

Lin Cheng knew Cheng Yuelin.

His father went bankrupt and went to jail, but in just a few years he turned it around and came back, with cruel methods and greed in his eyes. This kind of person, if the benefits of marriage are exhausted, it will end.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, it will not change a man who is cruel like this. And more importantly, the other came here for his own interest, so he must have counted down his marriage with her from the day they got married.

He had some feelings for his deceased wife. If Ruan Zhiyin was clever, she wouldn't embarrass him. Marrying his nephew is good for her. Although he is not rich or noble, he will protect this couple eventually.

Ruan Zhiyin knew that Lin Cheng was warning her that when her grandfather was gone, she could only rely on him. Even though he had something to do with ruining her marriage with the Qin family, she still had to consider whether she really wanted to be against him.

"Uncle, does Qin Jue know that you compare Lin Zhe with him in your mind?” Ruan Zhiyin sneered, then lowered her voice, "Besides, what does Lin Zhe like about me? Does he like me when I stabbed him?"

Lin Zhe shivered with fear when he saw her these years. Jiang Anzheng always felt that there was something wrong for Lin Zhe’s fear. In fact, he was right, and indeed something was wrong.

Lin Cheng opened his eyes wide when he heard her words, "You! You did it on purpose!"

He thought that Ruan Zhiyin's temperament changed greatly because the marriage ended, but he never thought that her hurting people when sleepwalking was false. For so many years, she did deliberately pretend to be that harmless and rigid appearance.

Although Lin Zhe was only injured at the time, he was really frightened by Ruan Zhiyin. It's just that, after all, the nephew did something wrong first, so Lin Cheng can't make a big deal.

Ruan Zhiyin stared blankly at Lin Cheng's shocked pupils, thinking that he shouldn't be so surprised.

Children who grew up in orphanages are sensitive, and are the most observant. The dean is good to the children, but does not want them to be too simple. When she was helpless and aware of malice, how can she not consider self-protection?

It's ridiculous that Lin Zhe, who was stabbed by her back then, was assigned an enviable job by Qin Jue just because of Lin Jingfei's few words. How absurd.

During the quarrel that day, Qin Jue said that she had become mean, maybe it wasn't a lie. He only likes her 'kind and well-behaved', and she doesn't pretend, and doesn't even know how to grow up.

His life is always smooth, making her yearn for but repelling her. She tried her best to get close, but still failed.

Putting away the emotions in her heart, Ruan Zhiyin no longer pretended to be intimidated with the man, and went directly to the restaurant.

Soon it was time for dinner, and the dishes were ready. She was about to ask Uncle Liu to call Grandpa when the door suddenly opened. Cheng Yuelin bent down slightly, and helped Grandpa Ruan go downstairs.

Lin Cheng, who had just sat down in the living room, quickly walked towards Granpa when he saw this, and helped Grandpa Ruan to sit down at the main table.

The food was brought to the table, and the four of them took their seats one after another.

Grandpa Ruan was in a good mood, and his sullen face also showed some energy. He smiled and said, "Today is a family banquet. Yuelin, don't be shy."

"Don't worry, Grandpa." The man responded with a smile.

Ruan Zhiyin stared at Cheng Yuelin's profile, a little stunned, and did not expect him to be patient to please his grandfather.

Suddenly thinking that he grew up with his grandfather, she felt a little relieved. Although it was a deal between the two, he 'did his duty' far beyond expectations.

Just don't know if he will take the opportunity to put forward other conditions.

Lin Cheng took this scene into his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Dad, I have something to discuss with you."

"What's up?" Grandpa Ruan looked at Lin Cheng.

"Yinyin said that the Beicheng project should be given to Linheng. The company has been preparing for this project for so long, and it is a bit self-willed to give it easily. It is not easy to explain to the shareholders."

Inside and outside of Lin Cheng's words, it was Ruan Zhiyin's own assertion that harmed the interests of the Ruan family. What's more, it also hints at Cheng Yuelin's motives for getting married.

Grandpa Ruan pondered for a while, but nodded and said, "The project was given to Yinyin, and Yue Lin is the grandson-in-law of the Ruan family. This project is too hard for Ruan to do, so it is better to leave it to Lin Heng."

Lin Cheng's expression was slightly stagnant. He didn't expect Grandpa Ruan to react in this way, and half-jokingly said, "Dad, you are biased towards your grandson-in-law after seeing Mr. Cheng for the first time?"

Grandpa Ruan frowned, seemingly unhappy.

Cheng Yuelin put down his chopsticks, raised his eyes calmly, leaned back in a slack manner, and asked indifferently, "Who said that Linheng wants to develop the Beicheng project alone?"

Lin Cheng didn't know what he meant, he was stunned for a while, and subconsciously looked at Ruan Zhiyin beside him.

Cheng Yuelin turned his head along the other side's line of sight, those peach blossom eyes brewed an addictive tenderness, but his voice was calm,"I didn’t know Yinyin favour me so much."

Ruan Zhiyin, "..."

The man deliberately emphasized the syllables, so that she instantly understood his subtext: It’s a play. We need to act well.

After that, he looked at Lin Cheng, and his tone was normal, "Lin Heng only participates in the initial development and investment, and the rest of the work is still done by Ruan."

When these words came out, everyone was surprised.

Cheng Yuelin said this, which means that he will only take part of the income of Linheng's investment share. Although Ruan has contributed a lot, it has also solved the dilemma of insufficient funds.

Of course he is not at a loss, but the question is, why is he so kind to share profit with Ruan?

Ruan Zhiyin was relieved to see Grandpa's eyes full of relief, Lin Cheng’s secret calculation with suspicion in his eyes, choked for a while, and nodded calmly, "Yes, he is right."

No matter what conditions Cheng Yuelin has left, will she refuse the benefits that come to her at this moment?

Of course not.

/ / /

Landbridge City, Airport Hall.

A noise coming close, and the flight landed slowly. At the exit of the domestic arrival, Zhai Xu was waiting at the front with his briefcase.

Special Assisitant Zhai, who has never changed his expression, now has a slightly uneasy expression on his face.

Until two familiar figures appeared, Zhai Xu quickly stepped forward and took the little luggage from the boss.

Lanqiao was no cooler than Beiyao, Qin Jue was only wearing a light green shirt at this time, and the suit was casually draped around his arms.

With an indifferent expression on his face, Zhang Qingjun strode out of the airport lobby, sat on the black Maybach parked not far from the exit with Jiang Anzheng.

When the flight took off, the weather was not very good, and the air was bumped all the way.

Qin Jue rubbed her temples lightly to suppress the discomfort, "Give me the urgent files first."

Zhai Xu breathed a sigh of relief, opened his briefcase and handed over the top documents, carefully looking at the boss's demeanor.

The electronic version of these documents had already been distributed yesterday. So Qin Jue simply opened his eyes and signed them quickly.

Then he handed it over to Zhai Xu, paused for a while, and asked, "Did she contact you?"

“She” was referring to who was self-evident.

Zhai Xu's expression suddenly tightened, and he thoughtfully replied, "Miss Ruan did not take the initiative to contact me."

Ruan Zhiyin did not take the initiative to contact him, but he took the initiative to contact Ruan Zhiyin.

Qin Jue's mother Fang Weilan knew of what Ruan Zhiyin had done yesterday, and asked him to notify Miss Ruan to see her early in the morning. But after he dialed the number, the other's tone was cold -

"I have nothing to do with Qin Jue. Maybe Mrs. Qin should contact Lin Jingfei."

He didn't dare to repeat these words. Pulled away from his immersed thoughts, Zhai Xu really saw the boss's eyebrows furrowed at the moment.

Jiang Anzheng looked at Zhai Xu's hesitant appearance, raised his chin slightly, and said with a smile, "What? Is it possible that Ruan Zhiyin is really making a fuss about canceling the wedding?"

Feeling that his friend's words were a bit harsh, Qin Jue looked at him with dissatisfaction, and before he could speak, he heard the assistant speak a little stiffly——

"It did not."

Qin Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

Ruan Zhiyin's cell phone couldn't get through all the time. He was anxious for fear of her accident, so he had to call Gu Linlang. Although she had a bad attitude, she said that Ruan Zhiyin was very good, and then hung up the phone.

This time, he was the one who made the mistake first. Although there was a reason, as long as she didn't mess with him about canceling the marriage and breaking up, he would always apologize to her.

Jiang Anzheng seemed to have ridicule in his eyes after hearing this, and he couldn't help but say something in his heart, as expected.

Ruan Zhiyin pretended to tell Qin Jue about breaking up the engagement yesterday, but in the end she swallowed the bitter fruit silently and took it back.

Jiang Anzheng didn't know whether she would be able to marry Qin Jue after that. But what is certain is that this topic of the groom's escape from marriage is destined to not stop.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Zhai Xu knew that they had misunderstood, and gritted his teeth, "Miss Ruan really didn't want to cancel the wedding, but..."

Seeing the assistant's rare faltering words, Qin Jue couldn't help frowning, "But what?"

Zhai Xu took a deep breath to encourage himself, meditating on long pain rather than short pain, and blurted out a long list of words——

"Yesterday's wedding was not cancelled, but Miss Ruan changed her groom on the spot! Most of the guests went there, and the procedures of the ceremony was complete. At the end of the wedding in the evening, Miss Ruan sat in the groom's Bentley and left without looking back."

He was ignored even if he rush there in a hurry.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhai Xu saw the gentle boss's hand on the frame of his glasses suddenly stop.

A few seconds later, the knuckles of the white and slender hands bulged. The jaw line was tight, and the cheeks seemed to move slightly. His deep ink-like eyes seemed to be about to roll up a storm.

He stared at Zhai Xu. Although it was a hot day, his voice was as cold as ice chips in winter, "What did you say?"