Chapter 72 (1/2)

Ruan Xiaomian is not well.

She knew that nanjue was not so kind and gave her a car, which turned out to be a free driver.

Damn asshole man, why did he play with her like that?

It's fun, isn't it?

”Hey hey, drop in and send me to school.” Nanxi chuckled and chatted.

Ruan Xiaomian glanced at Nanxi angrily and warned Nanxi not to offend her.

Nanxi turned his eyes with his nose, ”what are you staring at me for? Can you stare at my brother

”Do you think I dare not?” Ruan Xiaomian didn't control his temper for a moment, so he snapped the case and stood up and glared at nanjue.

Motherfucker, she's fighting him today.

Nanjue was gazed at by Ruan Xiaomian. For the first time, he didn't lose his temper. He just raised his sexy thin lips and sneered, ”OK, Ruan Xiaomian, are you so interesting? I know you've been so happy in your heart that you can send me to work to give you more time to get along with me. You should be grateful. Don't act with me here. Sit down for me to eat or get out of here! ”

Ruan Xiaomian really wants to slam the door out, and the speed should be fast, the posture should be handsome.

She is a man of backbone. She doesn't eat his meal here.

But then again, in Nan Jue's side these days, Ruan Xiaomian's super hard backbone has been almost worn away.

No meals?

When the time comes, she will have a stomachache.

She's not stupid.

With this thought, Ruan Xiaomian sat down and took up his knife and fork.

She wants to eat, eat enough, and then practice hard. Then she will have the strength to fight nanjue.

But before that, although she could not deal with nanjue, Nanxi was a piece of cake.

It's said that father and son pay back, but now it's brother's debt and sister's return. Nanxi's bad luck. Who let her have such a hateful brother?

……

At 5:30 the next morning, Ruan Xiaomian was awakened by nanjue on time and went out for a morning run. However, he would come back to wash and eat breakfast.

I finished breakfast and sent her to work.

Sobbing

Why is her life so hard?

Last night, she was tossed by him in bed until the second half of the night. She had to get up early and run in the morning. She had to be a driver. What a crime she had done in her last life!

Ruan Xiaomian roared out of his heart and stopped at the door of S.K. group building.

When nanjue got out of the car, Ruan Xiaomian immediately started the engine and turned around and ran away.

She was afraid that if nanjue asked her to buy something later and make her run errands, her life would not be able to stop.

Just out of a few seconds, nanjue's life-threatening call came. After Ruan Xiaomian answered the phone, he scolded Ruan Xiaomian as bloody as a dog.

Ruan Xiaomian had already expected that if she ran away, nanjue would call and scold her.

She sat on the other side of the phone and listened without saying a word.

It's called sleeping on one's salary and tasting gall.

After leaving nanjue's company, Ruan Xiaomian went directly back to blue bay and continued to prepare for his school assignment.

After a few days like this, the wound on her face finally healed, and a delicate melon seed face returned to its white and pure appearance. It was tender, like an egg that had just been shelled.

A week passed.

It's time for her to go to school, too.

But on the morning of returning to school, the dead bastard of nanjue began to embarrass her again.

”Ruan Xiaomian, are you still a woman? Can't you wear high heels? Ah? Look at the woman on the street outside who doesn't wear high heels. Why are you so stupid? You don't know how to dress. You don't even have long hair. Do you know people say you are ugly? How can you be worthy of my Baron

Ruan Xiaomian was walking on a pair of high-heeled shoes of eight centimeters, standing unsteadily. She had already been unable to help getting angry. As a result, nanjue snapped and scolded her bloody.

What's wrong with this psychopath?

Good. Why make her dress up?

Divorce her if you don't like her?

Leave!

Of course, Ruan Xiaomian only dares to talk about it in his heart.

Nanjue warned her not to mention divorce.

”I've never worn high heels.” Ruan Xiaomian said in a bad voice. Her butterfly like eyelashes flashed. She glanced at her short, curly hair, which was very uncomfortable.

How can she go to school like this?

Of course, nanjue ordered the hairdresser to iron her hair.

After the make-up artist and stylist, nanjue found her a hair stylist.

The make-up artist gave her make-up this morning, and the stylist also found a dress for her to wear.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Ruan Xiaomian really wants to say dirty words.

What's the matter? Is that really her?”Practice without wearing them? Go to school With a roar of anger, nanjue turned and strode out of the closet.

He was very angry this morning because Ruan Xiaomian can't wear high-heeled shoes.

This woman is such a fool that she can't even wear high heels.

If she can't wear it, she doesn't want to practice.

He doesn't care if he is said to be ugly.

Ruan Xiaomian looked at nanjue's back, and threw out her high-heeled shoes.

Asshole man, why doesn't he get pissed off?

……

Finally, Ruan came to a rickety road.

When she got on the car, she immediately took off her high-heeled shoes, and then started the car. She squinted at the front of her, and when nanjue was standing in front of her, she killed him with one foot of gas and killed him.

Of course, the nanjue she killed was made of air.

Ring……

The cell phone rings.

Ruan Xiaomian put the earphone into his ear and connected the phone, ”hello...”

”Xiaomian, I have already arrived at school. When will you arrive?” Xia Suan's voice came.

Ruan Xiaomian heard Xia su'an's voice, and immediately felt a sense of seeing his relatives. ”I've just left, and I'll be there soon. ANN, you can buy me a pair of slippers near the school.”