Chapter 307 (1/2)

Ruan Xiaomian looks sluggish, a heart some bottomless.

”You know, then What do you think? ”

Until now, she didn't know what her son thought, and it was her wishful thinking to take him back.

What if he doesn't want to leave nanjue?

”My idea is that I don't want to live with you because you are the man my father hates most.” Nanxiu answered simply, without hesitation, as if he had no feelings for Ruan Xiaomian.

Yes, they have never met before. Even if they are related by blood, what can they do?

But Ruan Xiaomian still doesn't believe that her son has no feelings for her?

Or, because of nanjue.

He had already answered the reason just now, because she was the most hated person of nanjue.

Yes, it's because nanjue, without nanjue, she wouldn't get the answer that made her shiver.

Ruan Xiaomian's heart burst out with pain, which made her face look very ugly, and there was no blood color at all.

Five years, these five years, she worked hard to earn money, became hard hearted, just want to make herself stronger.

She is stronger than five years ago, but she got such an answer.

Her son didn't want to live with her, because she was the man nanjue hated most.

What's more, her son, a five-year-old child, should have been innocent and happy, but she could not see a child in nanxiu.

It's all the fault of nanjue.

She was wrong, too.

If she had not given her body and mind to nanjue and didn't trust him so much, she would have taken her son away. Today's derrick would not have been like this, and she would not even have the happiness of childhood.

She hated, hated herself, and even more hated nanjue.

……

After having a quiet meal with nanxiu, nanxiu nods with Ruan Xiaomian and gets into his car.

Ruan Xiaomian stood by the side of the road quietly, watching the limo go further and further, until it disappeared in her sight for a long time. She did not take back her sight.

The cold wind blowing by, blowing her cheek broken hair, for her pale face added a touch of depression and desolation.

The pain at the bottom of my heart still did not get relief, but became more and more intense, as if there was an awl severely pierced her chest.

The sharp pain made it hard for her to breathe.

What should she do to make her son really happy?

Ring……

A burst of cell phone ringing.

Ruan Xiaomian took a deep breath of the cool air in the early autumn evening, and her butterfly like eyelashes trembled twice. Then she took back her sight, lowered her head and took out her mobile phone from her handbag.

The call is from nanjue.

After so many years, his phone number still hasn't changed. Ruan Xiaomian just glanced at it and knew it was him.

The pain at the bottom of my heart was replaced by anger because of nanjue's phone call. Ruan Xiaomian bit his teeth and pressed the answer button directly.

”You asked derrick to meet me, didn't you?”

She knew that it must be nanjue. After derrick told her that he didn't want her to live with her, it suddenly dawned on her that derrick made him call last night.

At that time, she even heard another person's voice.

Now she was sure that the man was nanjue.

He's a shrinking turtle, and he's listening behind the phone. He's a pervert!

”Yes, I'm good to you. I know you must want your son to call you.” Nanjue's tone was not to be beaten.

Ruan Xiaomian really wants to beat people.

Dead bastard, he is still talking sarcastically here. She has never felt that nanjue is so annoying and disgusting.

”You taught him that he didn't want to live with me.” Ruan Xiaomian said definitely.

”That's not true. Do you blame me for being annoying? You wronged me. How can I punish you Nanjue's tone suddenly became cold and low, even with a trace of cruelty.

He just wanted to punish her.

”You...”

”Ruan Xiaomian, people all over the world can betray me, but you can't. You have offended me. I said that you should not live or die. However, seeing that we once had a leg, I'll remind you to be prepared. Don't be hanged by me, it's not easy to play. I don't like to fight without suspense.”

If he can beat her down with one move, what's the fun?

He is to torture her a little bit, in order to solve his five years of hate.

Ruan Xiaomian's pale face was flushed by nanjue's anger, like a burning flame.

”Nanjue, you are a bastardRoaring out loud at the phone, Ruan Xiaomian hung up the phone directly.

Damn asshole, why doesn't he die?

In an instant, Ruan Xiaomian's hatred for nanjue reached its peak, which was more than that accumulated in each day of the five years.

She really hates that man.

”Isn't that Ruan Xiaomian?”

”She's really turned against nanjue.”