Poor little homeless, Mr. Huo took her home and loved her

Influenced by her original family, Zhou Ning has developed a personality that does not depend on anyone.

There are too many variables in the future, and the real ability is to control it in your own hands.

Ruan Huan asked, "So what are your plans?"

Just as they were passing by a building, Zhou Ning stopped. Seeing this, Ruan Huan also stopped.

After a moment, Ruan Huan noticed Zhou Ning pointing at the building not far in front of him, his eyes full of determination: "So, I have decided that I will rely on my own strength to enter Erwen Media in the future."

Ruan Huan looked in the direction Zhou Ning pointed.

The building in front of me is so tall.

Erwen Media can be said to be the leader in its industry.

Before she met Huo Qingzhou, Zhou Ning's dream was to join this company and work hard, but she also knew that there were many people who wanted to join this company and the competition was fierce.

Ruan Huan was deeply touched when he heard Zhou Ning's words.

Logically speaking, after Zhou Ning and Huo Qingzhou get married, they won't have to worry about their future life at all. They will have everything they want, and they may even not have to do anything. After the child is born, they can just stay at home and be a full-time wife.

If all else fails, just let Huo Qingzhou assign you a leadership position in your own company, and you'll be as comfortable as you want.

However, Zhou Ning was not overwhelmed by these things. She remained sober and wanted to rely on her own efforts to move forward in the things she was interested in and catch up with her beloved.

Ruan Huan's fighting spirit was also ignited, "Ningning, you are really great, I will also work hard, I will work hard to become an excellent singer in the future and have my own representative work."

Under normal circumstances, Ruan Huan might have some concerns about saying this, as she always looks ahead and behind and worries about many things.

However, Zhou Ning's fighting spirit completely influenced her.

The two expressed their ambitions and were full of passion.

Zhou Ning held Ruan Huan's hand tightly: "Then let's work hard together, not relying on anyone, relying on our own strength, and blooming our own flowers."

She must prove with her strength that she is worthy of Huo Qingzhou.

Ruan Huan nodded, and considering the current situation, he advised: "But Ningning, you should focus on your health now. After the baby is born, you still need to recuperate. You must recover your body first. Don't worry about the future."

"I know."

Zhou Ning responded that she actually thought so too.

The two walked forward slowly, both of them were full of energy because of the conversation just now.

Suddenly, Ruan Huan thought of something and said hesitantly: "Actually, I have something to tell you..."

"what?"

Halfway through his words, Ruan Huan suddenly shook his head and changed the subject: "Nothing."

The reason why she didn't say it was because she hadn't thought it through.

Let me think about it again.

Seeing Ruan Huan hesitate to speak, Zhou Ning's curiosity was aroused, and she looked at her puzzledly: "Huanhuan, what are you going to say..."

As a result, he was interrupted in time by Ruan Huan.

"Ningning, look, there are lanterns for sale over there. They look great. Let's go take a look."

Zhou Ning's attention was diverted, so she had to take back her words.

As the year draws to a close, the streets are very busy.

Adults and children are dressed warmly, with expectant smiles on their faces, looking forward to the arrival of the new year.

Zhou Ning and Ruan Huan approached the items they wanted to buy and began to select them.

the other side.

Fu family villa.

Wen Yiru stood in front of Fu Hechuan, looking straight at him, exuding the chic aura of a strong woman.

Fu Hechuan was dressed in black, with a cold expression: "If it's about work, let's talk about it at the company tomorrow."

Wen Yiru: "Private matter."

Fu Hechuan: "There is nothing to talk about between us."

He was not interested at all in the private matters that Wen Yiru wanted to talk about.

In other words, he is not interested in many things in this world.

The next second, Wen Yiru's voice suddenly came to my ears: "Do you like Ruan Huan?"

Fu Hechuan's expression finally changed slightly, but it was fleeting, and he returned to normal, saying coldly: "These are not what you should ask."

Wen Yiru sneered: "Don't you dare to admit it?"

Fu Hechuan clenched his fists and did not respond to Wen Yiru's words. Instead, he asked gloomily, "What do you want to say today?"

Wen Yiru: "I don't want someone who has someone else in his heart. The person who follows me either has no one in his heart, or only has me in his heart. Otherwise, he will delay my career every minute!"

Fu Hechuan stood there with an unfathomable expression, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

Facing Wen Yiru's questioning, he spoke word by word: "You are meddling too much. When we arranged the marriage, we agreed to maximize the benefits."

Wen Yiru smiled coldly. This man was even more ruthless than she thought.

At this time, you are still talking about interests with her.

She originally thought that Fu Hechuan only looked cold on the surface, and perhaps he had a soft side deep down in his heart. However, during the time she spent with him, she discovered that men's minds were really hard to guess, and they were extremely cunning.

"Is there no love in your eyes?"

love?

Fu Hechuan was stunned for a moment, then a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth. Is a man like him worthy of love?

Even Grandma Fu had often taught him that love affairs were not something he should think about.

Wen Yiru shook her head helplessly when she didn't get a response: "What on earth am I asking? People like you have no love in their eyes, only interests."

After a long silence, Fu Hechuan lowered his eyes to hide the unpredictable emotions in his eyes, and then his cold voice followed.

"As long as you know."

Wen Yiru: "You are so pathetic. People like you only think about profit and never know what love is."

Hearing this, Fu Hechuan's eyes flickered slightly.

Wen Yiru ignored him and responded casually: "I came here to inform you that your engagement has been cancelled."

Fu Hechuan did not refute and his expression remained calm, as if he had expected this answer.

"Take care of yourself."

After saying this, Wen Yiru turned around and prepared to leave.

She is still busy with her career.

Fu Hechuan stood there, thinking about what Wen Yiru had just said, and then looked at the door that was not closed when Wen Yiru left.

He walked over slowly and looked outside the door. There was nothing else except the car that Wen Yiru drove out of the villa gate.

Glancing at the time, Fu Hechuan's expression was gloomy. It was already this late, and the woman hadn't come back yet. Could it be that she didn't want to go home again?

Just as he was about to close the door, his eyes inadvertently fell on the ground at the door. Seeing a bag on the ground, his brows immediately frowned.

When I picked it up, I saw that the bag contained a pair of men's black leather gloves.

Fu Hechuan's eyes suddenly turned gloomy.