Spoiled Sparrow

Wait my ass.

"Assistant Zhang, how much longer will President Fu's meeting last?"

"If things go quickly, about an hour..."

Assistant Zhang's voice was weak, clearly indicating a lack of confidence.

The opportunity is here.

Ruan Qing immediately took out her phone and sent a message to He Xun Nan: [Brother Xun Nan, have you arrived yet?]

【exist. 】

He Xunnan had been waiting outside for a long time, several kilometers away.

After seeing He Xunnan's reply, she made up her mind to leave right now.

She dismissed Assistant Zhang: "Assistant Zhang, could you please tell President Fu not to worry? I'm fine here, I can wait."

Assistant Zhang replied, "Okay, I'll go right away."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ruan Qing leaned against the window and watched his figure gradually walk away.

She nervously inserted the key into the lock and slowly turned it, trying to avoid making any loud noise.

The surroundings were completely silent, so quiet that you could clearly hear your heartbeat.

Outside the window, light snow began to fall.

The staff complained that the bad weather had increased their workload.

Ruan Qing pressed herself against the wall, squeezing through any gaps in the crowd.

"Hey, could you help me move those flowers to the site?"

A male voice cut through the crowd and landed directly on Ruan Qing.

"I'm talking to you! Are you pretending not to hear me?" the man's tone hardened. "Everyone's busy. Are you just standing there getting chilled? Get up and move!"

Ruan Qing had her back to him, but just by listening to his voice, she could tell he had a violent temper.

If you anger him, things could get really messy if you start arguing.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth, bend down, and lift it up with all her might.

Before I could even straighten up, a pair of familiar embroidered shoes appeared before my eyes.

Ruan Qing felt a sudden jolt, instinctively held her breath, and slowly raised her head.

The person in front of me was wearing a winter cheongsam and standing in the snow, looking as beautiful as a fairy who had stepped out of an ancient painting.

Just as Ruan Qing was about to speak, Lan Yin reached out and covered her mouth: "Come with me."

The man who had been giving orders was about to yell at someone when Aunt Liu stood directly in front of him and sternly questioned, "This is President Fu's mother. Do what you're supposed to do."

The man fell silent and turned away quietly, afraid of offending a powerful figure.

Lan Yin led the person to the gate and unlocked it.

"Let's go."

Her expression was resolute, but the tears glistening in her eyes did not escape Ruan Qing's notice.

Ruan Qing hugged her tightly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

"Mom, we'll see each other again."

Lan Yin patted her sobbing, trembling back and said softly, "Let's go."

Lan Yin pushed Ruan Qing out and locked the door again.

We've only known each other for half a month, yet my heart aches so much...

She stood by the iron gate, watching Ruan Qing run away without looking back. She turned around and wiped away the tears on her face.

Aunt Liu stepped forward to support him, saying, "Don't worry, the young master is being held back by several bosses and won't be able to get away for a while."

Lan Yin nodded: "I hope she gets what she wants."

At least not the second her.

After running out of the castle, Ruan Qing turned into a small path and dialed He Xun Nan's number: "Brother Xun Nan, where are you?"

"Turn back."

Two beams of light pierced through from behind, illuminating the path ahead.

She turned around and instinctively shielded her eyes from the glaring headlights with her hand.

He Xunan pushed open the car door and got out, his whole body enveloped in the lamplight.

The tall figure approached her step by step. She squinted until the person was right in front of her, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come home with me."

The light and shadow made his silhouette exceptionally clear, with the surrounding night becoming his backdrop.

Familiarity comes from different people.

The two scenes overlapped at this moment, but she could only see Fu Chen's face.

He Xunnan didn't wait for her reply and helped her into the car.

Inside the car, Ruan Qing leaned her head against the window, letting the cold wind lash her face.

He Xunnan took her hand. "It's cold outside, come here."

Ruan Qing's fingers stiffened, and she awkwardly withdrew her hand.

"Um."

She gave a soft hum and closed the car window.

The car's heater made her feel drowsy, and she forced herself to open her eyes.

He Xunan's gentle voice rang out beside him.

Do you have your ID card and passport?

Fu Chen had taken all these things long ago, and she had no idea where they were.

Ruan Qing turned to the side: "No, I'm going to stay at the house I bought before for a while, and then I'll figure out how to leave."

He Xunan raised his hand and stroked her head: "You're so silly. Even if you dug a hole in the capital and lived there, Fu Chen would still find you. I'll take you abroad tonight."

"Going abroad?"

Ruan Qing was surprised, as He Xun Nan had not told her about this.

He Xunnan: "Yes, my family immigrated to Country Y a long time ago. My parents are waiting for you there."

"Mom and Dad..."

Ruan Qing hesitated, "But I don't have a passport—"

He Xunnan interrupted her worries and gave her a sedative.

"The private jet can take off in two hours."

It's amazing that so many things can be prepared in such a short time.

Ruan Qing looked at He Xun Nan with obvious wariness in her eyes.

He Xun Nan softened his voice and explained, "The He family has been doing business abroad for over twenty years and is currently the largest Chinese business family in Y country. This kind of small matter is not difficult for me. You need to have confidence in your family, okay?"

It's so dreamy, it feels unreal.

She clasped her hands together and squeezed hard.

The pain isn't a dream.

He Xun Nan caught her pained expression and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ruan Qing lowered her head awkwardly and didn't say anything more.

Han Feng, who was driving ahead, heard the long-lost laughter and peeked out from his rearview mirror.

President He finally stopped being cold.

*

In the conference room, Fu Chen frequently glanced down at his watch.

Before I knew it, three hours had passed since the dinner appointment with Ruan Qing was scheduled.

The little fox is probably going to throw a tantrum again. He just managed to appease her a couple of days ago, so he can't let her be upset again.

"Mr. Fu, this is the current outlook for these projects."

Fu Chen raised his eyes: "Everyone, that's enough for today. I've arranged for a driver to take you all home."

After saying that, he strode out.

He could almost picture Ruan Qing hugging him with a long face, pouting and questioning him as he pushed open the door.

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly and quickened his pace.

He pushed open the door, and the room was pitch black except for the dining room light.

Is this... a surprise prepared for him?

Fu Chen followed the light and shadow to the kitchen, where a nearly burnt-out candle flickered gently on the dining table.

"Little fox, aren't you coming out?"

Fu Chen thought she was just being playful and hiding to scare him again.

Completely unaware, the food on the table had long since gone cold, the aroma of the red wine in the decanter had gradually dissipated, and a note was tucked under the wine glass.

"A little fox?"

Fu Chen, who had not heard a response for a long time, suddenly felt panicked.

He turned on the lights and searched room by room, but he never saw her.

Assistant Zhang heard Fu Chen's angry roar and the sound of things breaking outside the door, and was too frightened to say a word.

Fu Chen opened the door, and an overwhelming surge of anger rushed in: "Where is he?!"

"I...I don't know."

He dragged his nearly out-of-control body back to the restaurant, and looked at the table full of food with a horrified smile.

It was all a lie...

Just as he was about to overturn the table, he saw a note.

"Fu Chen, I'm not serving you anymore."