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

Chapter 303: Surrender

Suddenly, a slender hand appeared in front of her and grabbed her wrist.

Ruan Huan lowered his eyes and took a look, at the same time he heard a man's low and hoarse voice in his ears.

"Help me."

The tone sounded a little cold, like an order.

Ruan Huan's face darkened slightly and he shook off the other person's hand.

As soon as his hand fell into the air, Fu Hechuan was stunned. Seeing Ruan Huan's cold attitude, his eyes flashed with confusion. At the same time, the words that Huo Qingzhou said echoed in his ears -

Take soft.

Fu Hechuan took a deep breath, held his forehead, narrowed his eyes, leaned towards Ruan Huan, leaned on Ruan Huan's body, and said nothing.

"I am dizzy."

Ruan Huan frowned slightly, and a smell of alcohol came to his nose.

In a short time, she realized that Fu Hechuan had been drinking. Judging from his dizzy and staggering appearance, he must have drunk quite a lot.

Despite this, Ruan Huan did not change her attitude. She pulled Fu Hechuan away, quickly opened the door, and just as she was about to walk in, she felt Fu Hechuan leaning slightly on her again. No matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't push him open, so she followed him into the house without hesitation.

"Why did you follow me in here? Get out now."

"You want to kick out a drunk guy?"

"Isn't it okay?"

Ruan Huan asked back, thinking that even if Fu Hechuan was drunk and lying on the side of the road, no one would dare to approach him. Instead, they would worry about what Fu Hechuan might do while drunk.

Fu Hechuan opened his mouth, but seeing Ruan Huan's attitude, he had to swallow his words for the time being.

Being pushed away again, Fu Hechuan's body tilted slightly. He caught a glimpse of Ruan Huan standing by the door, motioning him to go out.

Fu Hechuan pretended not to see it, squinted his eyes, staggered to the sofa and sat down, coughed a few times, and muttered several words: "Water, water..."

Ruan Huan heard it and looked at him helplessly, not understanding why he drank so much.

It would have been fine if he was just drunk, but he was also staying at her place.

After some ideological struggle, Ruan Huan came to the table and poured a glass of water. He walked to Fu Hechuan with the glass and placed the glass directly on the coffee table in front of him.

"The water is on the tea table, so be on your own."

After saying this, Ruan Huan prepared to go straight back to the bedroom and lock the door.

In this situation, she didn't have the strength to drag Fu Hechuan away. What's more, Fu Hechuan was drunk and had no intention of leaving. Ruan Huan could only try another approach.

Go back to the bedroom and lock the door, out of sight, out of mind.

Just as Ruan Huan was about to turn around and leave to go back to the bedroom, her slender wrist was grasped tightly by Fu Hechuan again.

The man pulled gently, and Ruan Huan's body lost balance and fell directly onto the sofa, leaning against him.

At such close contact, Fu Hechuan's breathing became rapid, and the pleasant and familiar scent from Ruan Huan came to his nose.

For a moment, only four words came to Fu Hechuan's mind: haunting.

An impulse surged in his heart, wanting to hug Ruan Huan tightly in his arms and feel the softness of her body, but he was afraid that this would cause her disgust and all his efforts would be wasted.

Fu Hechuan narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman beside him, a hint of bitterness spilled from the corner of his mouth. He was still afraid after all.

When Ruan Huan fell down, his first reaction was to struggle free. He wanted to break free from Fu Hechuan's arms and stand up, but he was not as strong as Fu Hechuan.

The more she struggled, the more anxious she became, especially now that Fu Hechuan was drunk and his mind was even more unclear. If he took advantage of her, she would not have the strength to fight back.

Just as I was about to speak out to remind him, a low shout suddenly came to my ears.

"Huanhuan..."

His voice was hoarse, as if it contained a handful of sand, and his tone was mixed with a hint of humility.

Ruan Huan was stunned and looked at the man next to her in disbelief. After all, she had never heard Fu Hechuan speak in this tone before. It was as if she had heard it wrong and she couldn't believe it.

Fu Hechuan still held her, not letting her leave. His eyes flashed with determination a few times, and he decided to go all out!

"Don't leave me... okay?"

"I have never been qualified for love, nor have I ever asked for it, Huanhuan, but I am still greedy for you."

"At this point, I don't want to deceive myself anymore. The years you were away almost cost me my life."

Fu Hechuan spoke slowly. He once thought that the word fear did not exist in his life dictionary, but it turned out that he was afraid of losing Ruan Huan. When he thought about losing her, that feeling of powerlessness and madness always came to his mind.

During these years of separation, he finally had time to face his inner self.

Those realistic obstacles are not comparable to Ruan Huan.

How should he describe his feelings for Ruan Huan over the years? He wanted to love but didn't dare to.

When Ruan Huan heard these words, he seemed to be frozen.

The man in front of me suddenly became so strange.

Humble tone, pleading

She could even feel that Fu Hechuan was not very skilled when speaking in this tone.

For a moment, Ruan Huan even forgot to struggle.

Fu Hechuan's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist. He approached Ruan Huan cautiously, gently rubbing the woman's face, his voice hoarse and low.

"No one taught me how to love since I was young. All I faced were the intrigues of the business world. But I also want to love someone well. Huanhuan, can you teach me how to love you? Don't despise me, okay?"

Ruan Huan's eyes suddenly became moist and his throat was choked and sore.

She never thought that one day, Fu Hechuan, this proud and stubborn beast, would bow down to her.

But when she thought of what had happened in the past and the harsh words Fu Hechuan had said to her, Ruan Huan's heart sank. She didn't dare to hold out any more hope, for fear of falling even worse.

……

The next morning.

There was a warm scene in Jiangcheng Mansion.

The dining table was filled with a sumptuous breakfast. Huo Qingzhou and Zhou Ning accompanied the children to eat breakfast.

Beibei saw Huo Qingzhou taking care of her mother while she ate breakfast. After thinking about it, she followed Huo Qingzhou's example and took a piece of toast. She spread her sister's favorite cheese on it and handed it to her sister out of habit.

"Xiao Xixi, eat quickly."

Xixi clapped her hands happily: "Brother, you are the best to little Xixi."

Beibei curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Zhou Ning ate breakfast leisurely while watching her brother and sister getting along with each other. She thought that Beibei might grow up to be a sweet guy. She wondered who he would be with in the future.

When I thought about it, I even figured out how to be a good mother-in-law in the future.

Zhou Ning came back to her senses and stopped thinking in time. Beibei and Xixi are still so young, it would be too exaggerated if she continued thinking like this.

At the same time, she didn't want time to pass so quickly.

In the future, when her children grow up and start their own families, she will definitely feel sad.

But time has always been like this, just pushing people forward.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

The noise was so loud that it disturbed the peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.

When Xixi heard the voice, her eyes lit up and she said with a smile: "Yeah, it must be Uncle Fu. Uncle Fu is the only one who never rings the doorbell when he knocks on the door. He opens the door rudely, like an earthquake, hahaha..."