Sickly Love: Master Ruan, fierce and aggressive!

"I think it's because I don't keep a distance from the weekend that I let today's things ferment like this."

Song Wei as like as two peas, who are not sensitive to feelings, can not be dull anymore. She doesn't know that weekend is easy for her. But Ruan Tingchen can only see what he is thinking when he sees the weekend, because he has the same feelings as Song Wei in his eyes.

"We're just friends. Why do they write like that?"

Song wanwei's world outlook has been completely subverted in the media events in recent days. She has really appreciated the meaning of gossip. In the report, black and white are reversed, and no one seems to respect the real truth.

"You think and weekend Yi are friends, but weekend Yi likes you."

Ruan Tingchen's words were heavy. Song wanwei stopped in her ear and hesitated for a long time. She asked, "shouldn't it?"

She wanted to refute but didn't dare to refute. Ruan Tingchen smiled and replied, "we haven't seen him since we got married, but do you think it's normal for him to ask you to race cars?"

Racing?

Song wanwei's memory drifted far away. That night, he insisted on her contact information and later invited her to dinner. All kinds of things seemed really not so normal.

wait?

Didn't the car sneak out that night? How did Ruan Tingchen know?

"How did you know I went racing?"

Song wanwei questioned him and put on a serious expression. Ruan Tingchen was stunned. She didn't expect her attention to be so strange. She made a gesture of surrender and admitted her mistake: "If you want to use a nutritionist, you have to investigate the details, right? What if it's bad for the child? At that time, I had Junyan's son, but now it's OK. There's sugar. Even if I sell Junyan now, it doesn't matter."

Song wanwei burst out laughing. Ruan Junyan happened to come out of the room, looked at Ruan Tingchen and jumped angrily: "old Ruan, how can you do this to me! I'm still not your own son!"

Ruan Tingchen turned a blind eye to Ruan Junyan's anger and answered lightly, "now there are mothers and Tangtang, and mothers can have children again."

Ruan Junyan was still a child. When she heard this, she was unhappy immediately. She held her mouth and looked like she was going to cry. Song wanwei complained and stabbed Ruan Tingchen with her arm, indicating that he would talk well.

Song wanwei held Ruan Junyan in her arms and coaxed him: "Dad is kidding you. Mom and dad are the people who love you most in the world. How can they be willing to throw you away?"

Song Tangtang also came over, comforted and patted Ruan Junyan's arm. He was very open-minded and said, "if dad doesn't want you, we'll hide with mom, and we don't want him."

In the end, the friendship between children is sticky. The two little devils stick together all day and have a great relationship.

Ruan Tingchen made a broken heart look, covered his chest and looked at Song Tangtang: "Tangtang, Dad loves you so much, you treat dad like this?"

Her acting skills were too poor. Song wanwei asked him with a smile, "who do you like best, Tangtang and me?"

Song Tangtang was also shocked by this question. He looked at his mother with a speechless face: "this is a question that a teenage girl will ask. Ms. song, you are almost thirty."

Thirty is a woman's eternal pain. Song wanwei just wanted to knock on Song Tangtang's head. Ruan Tingchen has accepted the words: "mom is always a teenage girl in dad's eyes."

Song Tangtang turned a big white eye at the ceiling. Sure enough, the camp of a family of four is switched at any time. The enemy of the last second may also be the ally of the next second. Ruan Junyan threw away song Tangtang's hand and looked at Song wanwei affectionately: "me too. My mother will always be a teenage girl in my heart."

The four members of a family are tender on such an ordinary night. It is obviously an ordinary night, but it seems so different.

The press conference jointly held by the Ruan family and song's enterprises was held at two o'clock the next afternoon. Ruan Tingchen was dressed in a black suit and song wanwei was also dressed in a beige suit. She was a golden boy and girl who did not give way in terms of appearance, figure and temperament.

The reporter gradually came to Qi, and there was a lot of noise at the bottom. Ruan Tingchen's eyes gradually sharpened. It seemed that she felt the decreasing air pressure and temperature around her body. Song wanwei stretched out her hand and put it on Ruan Tingchen's hand to appease him. With only one look, Ruan Tingchen felt the sunshine in an instant.

"Everyone be quiet. It's 2:00 p.m. and the press conference officially begins. If you have any questions, you can ask them. Ruan and general manager song will answer them."

Standing in the middle of the north, she introduced the process and left. Song wanwei and Ruan Tingchen sat on it and looked at the dense reporters below. They felt their heads were big.

A reporter had great courage and took the lead in asking questions while others were still considering: "is Miss Song wanwei really entangled with the second young master of the Zhou family at the weekend when she married Mr. Ruan Tingchen, as written in the previous report?"

Ruan Tingchen pinched his fist and looked at the reporter's eyes. Song wanwei shook her head at him and asked him not to be impulsive. Song wanwei took it easy to pick up the microphone and coughed gently: "Thank you for your question, but do you verify the information you see? If you use something that infringes on others' reputation as the content of your question, do you agree that this is also an infringement?"

"At the weekend, Mr. Yi is a friend from beginning to end. I want to know if you only have a spouse in your life and don't even have time to go out for a simple meal with your friends?"

After song wanwei's answer, there was a long silence. After a while, there was a commotion: "is it suspected that Miss Song said these words to change the topic? The photo shows the picture of Mr. Yi distributing steak to you at the weekend. Such an intimate act has obviously exceeded the limits of normal friends?"

Ruan Tingchen, who had been silent nearby, glanced coldly and picked up the microphone: "Well, my wife has been getting along with Mr. Yi as a friend at the weekend, but Mr. Yi had other feelings for my wife at the weekend when he got along with my wife, but he retreated to the position of friend after knowing that our marriage relationship existed. Besides, I was present that night. What's the problem?"

If Ruan Tingchen's eyes were weapons, the lethality was undoubtedly unmatched. For a moment, it became silent.