Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Ruomu smiled at the younger sister: "Then let's go."

The little girl nodded and took a step forward: "Sister, I will study hard, don't worry!"

At this time Ruomu's father stood up and came to Ruomu, Xiao Jun subconsciously tightened his arms, and half-protected Ruomu in his arms.

But Ruomu's father didn't go forward, he held the bag of money in one hand, as if he didn't have the face to look into Ruomu's eyes, so he turned his face sideways, lowered his head, and said to Ruomu: "This money...you should take it back."

Ruomu glanced at the 10 yuan, but didn't accept it.

"You have paid a lot for raising me all these years, so let's take it as my reward." She paused, and said more decisively, "From now on, we will not owe each other any more."

After she finished speaking, she turned her back and walked towards the car.

Her father finally raised his head, looked at her back, and said with trembling lips, "I know, we are sorry for you, so don't complain, at least we didn't throw you away, right? It's hard, hard, It also dragged you up, didn't you? If you want to blame, blame your own life, you were born in the wrong birth."

Ruomu closed his eyes, smiled wryly, and shook his head.

She didn't say another word and got into the car.

Xiao Jun also returned to the car.

Wu Ling started the car and drove past Ruomu's parents and younger sister. Her younger sister reluctantly chased two steps forward, but was grabbed by the arms by her parents.

After the car drove for a while, Ruomu turned his head and looked at the three people who were still standing by the side of the road. Tears finally flowed down silently.

No matter how bad the parents are, they are also the ones who raised her, and no matter how poor the place is, it is also the place where she grew up.

When you leave, it is impossible to be without waves in your heart.

Xiao Jun handed her a tissue, "Cry out when you feel wronged."

She took the tissue, smiled and shook her head: "I have nothing wronged, and I don't blame myself for my life. I think God treats me very well."

"You are really optimistic."

The parents here at the stall, encountered such a thing, lived for 19 years, never even put on a new dress, and said that God was good to her.

Xiao Jun has never seen a girl worse than her.

She looked at Xiao Jun, stared into his eyes with her clean eyes filled with tears, "I am very lucky to have met you."

Xiao Jun took a deep look at her and turned his eyes away.

If this girl had the ability to read minds, she probably wouldn't look at him with such grateful eyes again.

She would know that he was no good, even though he had come to her like a hero and saved her from the old bastard.

But when he carried her into the warm car, looked at her shivering body, and looked at her cheap red silk pajamas, he couldn't help but have many unhealthy thoughts.

Including this moment, she just said goodbye to her parents, Xiao Junming knew that she was in a complicated mood and might need some normal comfort.

But, it just so happened that he came up with other strange ideas in such an inappropriate way.

He wanted to give her clothes again, wanted her to take off the poor quality silk, wanted to put her in soft and smooth silk pajamas, and then...

Xiao Jun pressed the center of his brows, forced to drive away those chaotic thoughts, and felt that it was time to see a psychiatrist again.

He needs the doctor to explain to him why he doesn't love this girl, but why he always fantasizes about having sex with her.

Is this a psychological problem, or a character problem...

Ruomu sneezed.

Xiao Jun came back to his senses, picked up the coat next to him, and wanted to put it on for her.

But she quickly waved her hand and said no, then pointed to her knees and said, "My clothes are dirty and my hands are dirty too."

Xiao Jun is not careful about taking care of others. He only realized after hearing what she said now that Ruomu has been sitting very restrained because when she kowtowed to her parents just now, her knees were stained with dirt. My hands touched the ground and my hands were dirty.

So she put her hands neatly on her lap, and didn't wear his clothes when it was cold, because she was afraid of staining his car and coat.

She is really stupid.

Xiao Jun still put a coat on her, then took her hand and wiped her fingers with his handkerchief.

She wanted to hide, but Xiao Jun held her tightly and would not let go.

"do not move."

"But you... don't you have a cleanliness?"

Xiao Jun paused, and he also remembered that he has cleanliness, and it is a very serious kind.

But at this moment, he took her muddy hand and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Just thinking about this strange phenomenon, Wu Ling, who was driving in front, said very perceptively: "Young Master Xiao, there are wet wipes in our car. That's it, this is wet wipes."

"..."

Xiao Jun glanced at the pack of wet wipes in front of him, and he felt that his life skills were ridiculed by his personal assistant.

"I know wet wipes, concentrate on driving your car." He said with a dark face.

Wu Ling cleared his throat and didn't say anything more.

And when he roared, Ruomu pursed his lips and smiled.

No need to ask, Xiao Jun also knew what she was laughing at.

Like Na Wuling, she felt that he did not have the basic common sense of life.

He does lack common sense at times, but not so much that he doesn't even know the packaging of wet wipes!

I didn't see it because the car was dark and I couldn't see clearly.

But after talking and joking like this, and also warmed up, she looked much better in spirit, and her mood was not as depressed as before.

Xiao Jun thought of how she kowtowed to her parents, her parents who looked very sorry, and her ugly little sister who was not half as beautiful as Ruomu.

Maybe because he was staring at him nervously, Ruomu asked timidly: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Jun stared at her face, squinting his eyes, "You are not like your parents, nor are you like your sister."

Ruomu's father had a long face with narrow eyes and a hooked nose, with thick eyebrows that formed a straight line. Ruomu's mother had a cake-faced face with thick lips and a flat nose, and two high cheekbones covered with brown spots.

Ruomu has a beautiful oval face, high nose bridge, big eyes, fair skin, thin eyebrows and thin lips, delicate and classical beauty.

It takes a long time to grow such a face in such a genetic environment.

She lowered her eyes and nodded.

"Because they are not my biological parents."

"Then your biological parents are..."

She was silent, shaking her head.

"I don't know who my biological parents are?"

She pursed her lower lip and smiled bleakly, "I don't know where to say it."

Xiao Jun stared at her for two seconds, understood, and didn't want to talk to him.

He could understand this, so he asked again: "What are your plans for the future?"

Ruomu blinked, "You asked me just now."

Yes, she said, she won't come back anyway, but what Xiao Jun wants to know now is her future plan.

Do you continue to return to the city to work?What kind of work does she want to do?Do you want him to help?

He doesn't have many connections, but at least he has a powerful father, so it's easy for Ruomu to find a decent job.

If it doesn't work, you can also go to work in his private art gallery, but it's rather boring, and I'm afraid she won't be able to stand it.

Xiao Jun unknowingly thought about her a lot in his heart, but she had already turned her eyes out of the window...