A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 751 - 176 All calculations backfire, ruining the future prospects_2
However, her tears were of no use to Ming Han.
"Father Ming Han, itβs so late, itβs not safe for her to be outside alone, why not give her a lift?" Yun Ya suddenly spoke up. π³ππππππππ πππ.π°π π¦
Zhu Yangyang turned her head and looked at Yun Ya with gratitude.
Yun Ya smiled at her.
With Yun Ya interceding, Ming Han fell silent, started the car, and drove out of the underground parking garage.
As the car exited the hotelβs underground parking, a slender figure stood by the road, her long dress lifting slightly in the night breeze, adding a touch of elegance and softness to the night.
Ming Hanβs eyes flickered, and he slowed the car down.
"It looks like Sister Ruan, is she waiting for a ride? Father Ming Han, how about giving her a lift as well?"
Zhu Yangyangβs expression cooled a few degrees.
The car slowly stopped beside the person, with Yun Yaβs smiling face appearing through the half-lowered window: "Sister Ruan, are you waiting for a ride?"
Ruan Mingβs eyes flickered, unconsciously looking towards the driverβs seat, reflecting a blurred silhouette of the man.
"I...." She seemed too embarrassed to speak.
Yun Ya said with a smile, "Sister Ruan, let Father Ming Han take you home. After all, Sister Zhu is also going back. One more wonβt make a difference, and one less wonβt make us miss anyone."
Zhu Yangyang gripped her purse tighter.
Ruan Ming pursed her lips and took a seat as suggested.
There was a silence inside the car.
Yun Ya spoke a few words to Ruan Ming and then suddenly said, "I saw the news the other day about Sister Ruan getting married soon, congratulations."
Ruan Ming was startled, her instinct was to look towards the front seat, noticing that Yun Ya was staring at her. She subtly withdrew her gaze and placed it on her lap, her hands clenching slightly, and she smiled shyly: "Thank you."
Zhu Yangyang interjected: "Childhood sweethearts, it took many years of pursuit to finally win her over."
Ruan Ming furrowed her brows, wanting to say something, but ultimately it turned into a long sigh.
A car followed not far behind.
They arrived at Ji Family Manor, and Yun Ya opened the car door, waving to Ming Han.
"Father Ming Han, see you another time, Sister Ruan, Sister Zhu, goodbye."
With those words, he exited the car.
The car turned around on the spot and quickly disappeared at the end of the road.
Yun Ya curved his lips and walked inside.
"The address?" Ming Han asked coldly.
Zhu Yangyang muttered softly, "Chunjing Hotel...."
Ming Han glanced sideways, remaining silent, but his intent was clear.
Ruan Ming bit her lip and spoke softly, "You can drop me off at the subway station. Iβll take the subway home."
"The address."
Ruan Ming clenched her fists, "Happy Dongting...." She was a Jiangzhou native and had her own house in Jiangzhou.
Passing Chunjing Hotel on the way to Happy Dongting was convenient.
Zhu Yangyang furrowed her brows and glared at Ruan Ming in secret.
Wasnβt this giving Ming Han and Ruan Ming a chance to be alone?
She quickly smiled, convincing herself that nothing would happen between Ming Han and Ruan Ming.
Without a word for the rest of the journey, the car stopped at the entrance of Chunjing Hotel.
Zhu Yangyang hesitated for a moment, then, facing Ming Hanβs increasingly impatient expression, she opened the car door and stepped out.
"Thank you for tonight, Iβll treat you to a meal when I have time...." She hadnβt finished speaking when the car door slammed shut and the vehicle sped away like an arrow released from its bow.
Zhu Yangyang stomped her foot in secret, pulled out her mobile phone, and made a call, demanding, "Did you get everything clearly?"
"Donβt worry, Sister Zhu, youβll be satisfied."
Zhu Yangyang smiled smugly, the corner of her mouth hooked in triumph.
A black sedan suddenly brushed past her, the suddenness startling Zhu Yangyang and causing her to retreat a large step, her high heel twisting slightly, nearly causing her to fall to the ground.
Seeing the back of the fleeing car, she cursed, "In such a hurry to reincarnate, huh...."
Ye Wenxing, catching a glimpse of the womanβs livid figure reflected in the rear window, curled his lip in disdain, pressed the accelerator, and chased after the lead Skoda.
The carβs interior quieted down.
Ruan Ming bowed her head slightly, her hands on her lap clenched and then released.
The scattered lights from outside the window fell on her side face, creating a mottled and hazy effect. Her long eyelashes trembled, mirroring the turmoil in her heart at the moment.
The fifteen-minute drive felt like an eternity to her.
When they reached the entrance of her neighborhood, Ruan Ming, holding her purse, said softly, "Thank you."
She pushed the door open, in a hurry to get out of the car.
"Do you still live here?" The man suddenly spoke, looking up at the old residential complex in front of him, a relic from the β80s and β90s, weathered and timeless, tucked in the corners of the city, bearing witness to its rise and prosperity.
Ruan Ming paused, then realizing what he meant, she said quietly, "This is the house my parents left me."
Then she raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Itβs late; youβve had a long day too. Go home and rest well."
