CHAPTER 761: CHAPTER 761: FOURTH SISTER TEACHES ME HOW TO BE A PERSON?

He Jitang glanced at Su Ruanruan with a barely visible hint of scrutiny: This child is so cunning!

He took out a red envelope: "This is for your mother."

The young beauty handed it to Su Ruanruan.

Inside the red envelope was a handmade gold foil.

Styled like magnolia blossoms.

Antiquely exquisite!

Su Ruanruan guessed it was He Jitang’s handiwork, but she pretended not to know.

She sent little Ci’an to the car, waited for the child to get in and close the door, then she spoke to He Jitang.

Su Ruanruan whispered, "Miss Shui will be walking freely in City B from now on, Brother He, please spare her life."

He Jitang fiddled with the leather gloves in his hand.

He looked at Su Ruanruan lightly: "Fourth Sister, are you teaching me how to behave?"

It was the first time he called her that, leaving Su Ruanruan momentarily speechless.

He Jitang smiled faintly: "Or, Fourth Sister, come with me, I’d love to hear these words from you!"

His tone was half-serious, half-joking, laced with a probe.

Su Ruanruan smiled lightly, not responding.

He Jitang felt a wave of loss in his heart: Just as Bao Jingyan said, she really doesn’t think highly of him!

He gave her a deep look, then got into the car.

Little Ci’an, as if sensing something, softly meowed like a kitten, "Auntie."

Su Ruanruan’s nose tingled.

She knew in her heart that it wouldn’t be long before He Jitang took Ci’an away, and seeing him again would be difficult.

She opened the car door and hugged He Ci’an.

He Ci’an, reluctant to let go, hugged her for a long time before softly asking, "Auntie, why are you crying? I’ll come visit again."

Su Ruanruan didn’t want to worry the child.

She shook her head and smiled faintly: "Auntie isn’t crying."

Little Ci’an patted her back, silently comforting her.

Unable to hold back, Su Ruanruan whispered to He Jitang, "Brother He, give Ci’an to me, Bao Jingyan is also willing to take care of him."

He Jitang’s face remained impassive.

He said, "My son, He Jitang’s son, will naturally follow me."

Irritated, he stepped on the accelerator and drove off.

Su Ruanruan felt saddened for a long time...

Returning to the hall, her eyes still faintly red.

The famous actor showed her care by pouring her hot tea, "Ci’an really is a considerate child! He will surely be close to Miss Su when he grows up."

Su Ruanruan smiled faintly.

She introduced the famous actor to Boss Yan and arranged several plays for her.

It was the New Year, everyone was wealthy and idle.

Su Ruanruan, together with Lady Gu, led a group of noblewomen to bolster the scene, thus Shui Linglong’s reputation spread even further than before; as a friend of Miss Su, she was highly favored by the ladies.

Grateful to Su Ruanruan, the famous actor spent her own money to buy a box and invited Su Ruanruan and others to the opera.

Inside the box, a fragrant breeze wafted.

Mrs. Ma watched the opera and listened to the music, then smiled, "Miss Shui’s singing voice is even better than before!"

She quietly told Su Ruanruan: "These past few days, a wealthy merchant offered a fortune to invite her over for a gathering, but Miss Shui declined! Ruanruan, under your guidance, she is wholeheartedly devoted to her art."

Su Ruanruan listened to the opera, dressed in a light blue long skirt.

Her make-up was light, very elegant.

Hearing this, she lightly said, "She did it herself! Only when her career is going well can she afford to meet better opportunities."

Lady Gu clapped her hands and smiled lightly: "It should be so!"

While chatting casually, from the corner of her eye, she happened to see an old acquaintance.

Yin Mingzhu.

Yin Mingzhu was with an energetically spirited old man, not bad looking, just a bit old.

They were in the opposite box.

Yin Mingzhu, adorned in gold and silver, was coquettishly leaning on Elder Huo’s shoulder.

The scene was distasteful.

Mrs. Ma spat out a melon seed shell, chuckling: "Yin Mingzhu has really come up in the world, even such an old man she can bite down on!"

Su Ruanruan faintly said, "I heard from Mrs. Zhou, Elder Huo’s wife died, and he’s lacking a wife!"

Mrs. Ma immediately said, "The Huo and Zhou families are both esteemed in Yangcheng, Yin Mingzhu couldn’t become Mrs. Zhou so she switched to being Huo family’s concubine, clearly trying to upset Mrs. Zhou!"

Su Ruanruan was about to say something when Yin Mingzhu on the other side noticed them.

Yin Mingzhu’s lips curled into a cold smirk.

Mrs. Ma spat another melon seed shell: "Even being a concubine gives her a sense of superiority!"