After hitting the Rolls-Royce, the top-tier green tea started fishing.

After returning to school, Ruan Zhining did not go inside.

Firstly, she was unsure how the news of Wen Xiyu being kicked out of the Wen family would spread at school.

As the person involved, any response she makes will be misinterpreted; remaining out of the public eye is the best course of action.

Secondly, tomorrow is the day she goes back to Ruanjia Village to see Xiaocui, so she can go and stay for two days today.

Ruan Zhining bought fruit, milk, and many snacks that were not available in the village.

When I arrived by shuttle bus, Ruan Xiaocui was sitting at the door peeling green beans, her face covered in red marks.

Ruan Zhining was startled. "Xiao Cui, what happened to your face?"

"I went fruit picking a few days ago and disturbed a beehive. I got stung, but it's nothing serious! I'll be fine in a few days."

Ruan Xiaocui was very happy to see her arrive. Seeing that she had bought things, her swollen face was full of embarrassment.

Ruan Zhining knew that Xiao Cui was innocent and kind, the kind of girl she wanted to be when she was a child.

—It was during my most wonderful childhood, when my parents and sister were all around.

The two went inside and sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) to chat.

"Sister Zhining, please don't give me any more money. I'll go do some work for someone else later, I can earn money that way! I've already left my daughter at my aunt's house..."

Just then, the sound of a car came from outside.

Where would you find a car in such an impoverished village?

Ruan Zhining's alarm bells rang loudly, thinking that Ruan Xiaocui had offended someone, and she cautiously looked out the window—

At first glance, she thought she was seeing things.

The license plate number is 京A88888.

Look again.

An all-silver Rolls-Royce.

?

Immediately afterwards, the car door opened, and a tall, handsome man got out of the car.

It is Wen Chongyan.

Even more outrageous, a two-wheeled electric scooter was following behind the car—ridden by Wen Xiyu.

Ruan Zhining: "..."

How did they all end up here together?! The sky is falling!

She was so frightened she almost lost her balance, and pulled Ruan Xiaocui down abruptly, frantically urinating.

"Xiao Cui, listen to me, that super handsome and rich man I mentioned to you on WeChat is here! He thinks I'm you, so please don't give yourself away..."

Footsteps approached the door.

Ruan Zhining didn't have time to say much. She looked around a few times, lifted the lid of a large vat, and hid inside.

Footsteps entered through the door.

Ruan Zhining's skirt was still sticking out. She held her breath and slowly pulled the skirt in from the edge of the lid...

Whatever you do, whatever you do, don't find her!

Wen Chongyan walked into the room and immediately saw the thin girl standing by the large vat.

Ruan Zhining and Ruan Xiaocui are cousins. Although their face shape and features resemble their mothers, their body shape resembles their fathers' and they are both thin.

From behind, there is no difference.

As Wen Chongyan approached, he noticed that she was even thinner than before.

His voice was gentle and deep when he spoke.

"Miss Ruan, I apologize for disturbing you so suddenly."

"Do you remember me?"

Ruan Xiaocui certainly didn't remember; to be precise, she didn't know him.

But the man's innate, powerful aura and presence made her afraid to breathe.

But Sister Zhi Ning is very good to her, so she must not let the truth out.

"Hello. I remember."

Ruan Xiaocui turned around cautiously.

The red bruises covering her face startled Wen Xiyu, who was behind her. Was this...this the simple, honest girl her uncle had described?

This is so simple and honest...

Wen Chongyan saw it too, his thick eyebrows furrowing: "Injured?"

Ruan Xiaocui's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "It was...it was a bee sting."

She huddled by the edge of the vat, trembling constantly, answering each question with a single, broken sentence.

Her voice was also dry and dull, neither soft nor sweet.

Not to mention sticky rice; if you're going to make it sticky, it should be the hard, chewy kind of leftover sticky rice.

Wen Chongyan was originally concerned about her situation.

Especially the last time she was sobbing by the car, and the time she was so busy setting up her stall all by herself—he felt a rare pang of pity for her both times.

But for some reason, when he saw her this time, the pity he had felt for her suddenly disappeared.

My heart remained completely unmoved.

Wen Chongyan felt he must have been driven mad by his nephew. Leng Li turned to the side and called Wen Xiyu over.

Wen Xiyu stepped forward, chatted with Ruan Xiaocui, and they became friends, exchanging WeChat contacts.

Assistant Shao then carried large and small bags of supplements from the car into the house and piled them up by the side.

The packaging was so high-end and luxurious that Ruan Xiaocui was too scared to look at it directly.

After coming out of the house, Wen Chongyan got into the car, while Wen Xiyu followed by on an electric tricycle by the car window.

"Uncle, please let me get in the car..."

"How do you feel?" Wen Chongyan asked coldly, remaining unmoved.

"That Xiao Cui from just now? She seemed so simple and honest, very simple and honest."

"Compared to Ruan Zhining?"

"Isn't this the same impression Zhi Ning gives off?" Wen Xiyu said, puzzled. "Innocent, shy, kind, and honest. But to be honest—Zhi Ning is so much prettier than her. I might have feelings for Zhi Ning, but I wouldn't have feelings for her."

He paused, then suddenly asked, "Uncle, to be honest, didn't you ever for a moment think that Zhi Ning was prettier than other women? I don't believe it, you definitely did—"

"Stop the car," Wen Chongyan suddenly said.

Wen Xiyu was overjoyed! This meant he was being asked to get on the bus!

The next second, the car door opened, and Wen Chongyan got out, first bending down gracefully to pat the dust off his trousers.

Then, with a swift movement, the long leg was lifted—

They kicked Wen Xiyu, along with his electric scooter, directly into a nearby straw pit.

Wen Xiyu: "..."

After dealing with the annoying idiot and getting back into the car, Wen Chongyan found himself increasingly agitated for some reason.

He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

In his mind, there was the image of Ruan Xiaocui's innocent and kind face, yet he showed her no pity.

On one hand, there was Wen Xiyu's earlier question, "Didn't you even for a moment think that Zhi Ning was prettier than other women?"

Is there?

There shouldn't be any reason for that. Beauty is just a useless shell; how could he possibly feel anything for Ruan Zhining's beauty?

He must really hate scheming, manipulative women like Ruan Zhining, who are also extremely materialistic.

That's exactly what he thought and did.

Ruan Xiaocui is the one he should pity and help.

Wen Chongyan opened his eyes and suddenly said, "Turn around and go back to the room we were in."

……

After Wen Chongyan left, Ruan Zhining climbed out of the vat, nearly scared to death.

Ruan Xiaocui went to work at someone else's house as agreed, leaving her with shepherd's purse buns.

Ruan Zhining took a quick shower, changed into a set of Ruan Xiaocui's home clothes, and stood by the table drinking water.

She patted her chest to catch her breath as she drank, making gurgling noises, unaware that another car was approaching outside.

Until the man's deep, magnetic voice sounded behind her again:

"There's something else I forgot to ask you earlier."

!

"...Cough! Cough cough..."

With a clatter, the enamel mug in Ruan Zhining's hand fell to the ground.