Chapter 9 His hands are beautiful

"Ruan Liuzheng, you..."

However, before Fu Yanci finished speaking, a series of "beeping" sounds came from the phone.

It was Ruan Liuzheng who hung up the phone unilaterally.

Fu Yanci's pupils shrank, and then surprise, astonishment and disbelief surged into his heart.

This was the first time that Ruan Liuzheng took the initiative to hang up his phone since they met.

How dare she, how dare she!

Fu Yanci looked at the black screen of the phone in his hand, his face was as gloomy as water, and the fingertips holding the phone were

so tight that they turned white. A raging rage burned in his chest.

He had already given Ruan Liuzheng a way out, but she still dared to make trouble with him. She really didn't want to give him face!

In this case, don't blame him.

She must be taught a lesson!

Fu Yanci's eyes turned cold, he sneered, blocked all of Ruan Liuzheng's contact information, and then slowly put away his phone.

He wanted to see how long Ruan Liuzheng's backbone could last this time.

He waited for her to come back, waited for her to kneel in front of him, and begged for his forgiveness with tears!

...

On the other side, in the hospital.

After Ruan Liuzheng hung up the phone,

she stared at the phone in her hand in a daze. Next to her, her son was lying asleep.

He didn't wake up even with the loud noise just now. It seems that he is really tired today.

Ruan Liuzheng lowered her eyes slightly.

A feeling of sadness emerged faintly in her heart.

From the moment she decided to abandon Fu Yanci, she no longer had any extravagant expectations for

Fu Yanci. But just now, when she heard Fu Yanci's malicious tone, her heart still ached uncontrollably.

It was as if feeling heartache for Fu Yanci had become a habit in her subconscious.

After all, they had loved each other for so many years.

No matter how brave she acted in front of others, how much preparation she made for herself in her heart, and how much determination she made.

When facing reality, she would still...

especially when she was alone, her fragile nature was exposed.

Just like now!

The cold spikes were just the armor she installed for herself.

Ruan Liuzheng's eyes were dry, but the tears seemed to have disappeared.

He didn't show up.

He didn't want to, and it was not worth it.

"Miss Ruan, being sad for a man like that is the most stupid behavior."

Suddenly, a cold and magnetic voice sounded in front of him, like a muffled thunder, which made Ruan Liuzheng raise her head instantly, and the sadness in her eyes was instantly hidden.

She put on armor for herself again.

Ruan Liuzheng pursed her lips slightly and said, "How long have you been in?"

Xie Qingcen's dark eyes stared at Ruan Liuzheng deeply, and there was an indistinct obscure meaning in his deep eyes.

Looking at Ruan Liuzheng's tense expression, he hooked his lips, "Not long, but I just caught up with the beginning and end of your conversation."

That is to say, he heard the conversation between her and Fu Yanci from beginning to end.

Ruan Liuzheng's palms tightened, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, "I'm really wronged Mr. Xie, letting you eavesdrop for so long."

Xie Qingcen's eyes paused slightly.

He was not a fool, and he could naturally hear the unhappiness in Ruan Liuzheng's tone, or should I say anger.

This was the first time she had any emotions other than politeness towards him.

I have to say that Xie Qingcen was a little complacent.

But please believe that he is not a masochist.

Xie Qingcen chuckled twice and explained, "Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I knocked on the door just now, maybe you were too serious to hear it."

Ruan Liuzheng frowned slightly, and the anger in her heart was a little bit hard to vent.

"You can't eat too stimulating food now, I just bought some porridge casually, I don't know if it suits your taste."

Xie Qingcen walked in front of Ruan Liuzheng, raised his hand and handed the bag in front of her, his long eyebrows like snow peaks slightly raised, and his voice was steady and full.

Ruan Liuzheng's eyes were startled, but her attention was attracted by the hand holding the paper bag.

His nails were trimmed neatly, his fingers were white and slender, with distinct joints, like a piece of exquisite art.

It was full of nobility and elegance.

"Ahem..."

Xie Qingcen coughed twice, looked at Ruan Liuzheng with an inquiring look, and his expression seemed puzzled.

Ruan Liuzheng came back to her senses, she frowned and took the paper bag, and said softly, "Thank you."

She always liked to appreciate beautiful things.

Because of her previous job, she needs to maintain an absolute artistic sense for everything.

Even though she hasn't touched a paintbrush for many years, her habit has not changed.

"No appetite? Then you have to at least eat something, otherwise your stomach will not be able to bear it again."

Seeing that Ruan Liuzheng did not open the bag for a long time, Fu Yanci frowned slightly and persuaded her patiently.

He is not a mild-tempered person. On the contrary, his personality is not even related to the word gentle.

In the past, he was considered to be particularly kind to send people to the hospital.

Today, facing Ruan Liuzheng, it can be regarded as his most patient day.

Ruan Liuzheng's eyes flashed slightly.

Since her mother passed away and Fu Yanci changed his heart, no one has cared about her so much for a long time.

She smiled at Xie Qingcen and nodded, "Well, I know."

After that, Ruan Liuzheng lowered her head to open the paper bag. When her eyes met the quaint logo printed on it, she was stunned.

It turned out to be the porridge of Chaoshiji!

Chaoshiji is a private restaurant that has risen in Yuncheng in recent years.

The boss behind the scenes is unknown, but he has quickly established a foothold in Yuncheng with his unique taste and meals, and made a name for his brand.

His food is not only delicious, but also reasonably priced, but there is only one thing, that is, it is limited in supply.

No matter the identity or status of the visitor, everyone is treated equally.

So even rich and powerful people may not be able to buy anything from Chao Shi Ji.

Ruan Liuzheng pursed her lips and raised her eyes to glance at the dark night outside the window.

According to her speculation, at this time, the portions of Chao Shi Ji would have been sold out long ago.

How could Xie Qingcen...

Ruan Liuzheng pursed her lips, her eyes fell on Xie Qingcen, and doubts gradually arose in her heart.

The status of the Fu family in the upper class circle of Yuncheng is also very important. In the years since she married into the Fu family, she has also accompanied Fu Yanci to attend some celebrity banquets.

Those people in the upper class circle, if not all of them, know a little bit.

But she has never seen Xie Qingcen, and has never even heard of him.

Ruan Liuzheng bit her lip, raised her eyes and carefully examined Xie Qingcen's eyebrows.

The surname Xie...

always sounded familiar, and his eyebrows, it seemed as if I had seen them somewhere, but Ruan Liuzheng couldn't remember it.

"What's wrong? If you have any doubts, just say it."

Seeing the hesitation in Ruan Liuzheng's heart, Xie Qingcen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Ruan Liuzheng's face flashed a trace of embarrassment.

She has always been introverted, and she didn't expect that her thoughts would be seen through.

But she soon calmed down and asked, "As far as I know, the porridge in Chao Shiji should be sold out at this time. You..."

"It's just the help of my friend. Why, don't you like his food? I remember that his chef's cooking skills are barely up to standard."

Xie Qingcen paused, and said again, "I just returned to China, and I'm not very familiar with the things in Yuncheng. If it doesn't suit your taste, I'll ask someone to buy it again."