Just remember one thing, no matter what you want to do, thatās your own business. Donāt bring it in front of the Ruan Family, and especially not in front of Jiaojiao, and..." At this point, Ruan Chiās voice was unusually cold: "Think about the consequences of what youāre doing, and remember, those consequences are yours alone to bear!"
If Ruan Wei were eight years old, Ruan Chi might punch him to teach him a lesson, telling him not to mess with such nonsense and to stay away from those people.
But Ruan Wei is already eighteen; brute force is no solution now.
Moreover, the fact that he secretly sets aside half of his monthly living expenses to help this father and daughter shows that some matters are impossible to persuade against.
Only by stumbling and falling head-on into trouble will one know pain and learn to stay away.
Ruan Chi then looked at the little girl who still stared blankly at him, a cold smirk on his lips, yet his words were cruel and bloody: "I am neither your brother nor Ruan Wei. Donāt come near me in the future. Stop coming to this place, or next time Iāll have someone break your legs!"
After speaking, he strode away, leaving Yaya in disbelief and shock.
Ruan Weiās expression wasnāt much better than hers.
Ruan Chi didnāt care about Ruan Wei behind him and walked all the way to the hotel entrance, drove to the ballroom, and hadnāt even parked yet before he saw Jiaojiao standing at the entrance with her head down, staring at her toes. Though usually so delicate, unable to endure a trace of sunlight, she stood under the sun, who knows for how long?
Ruan Chi sighed deeply, though his heart was tender beyond measure for this foolish girl.
He parked the car, got out, and called, "Jiaojiao."
Jiaojiao immediately lifted her head, her eyes bright: "Brother Chi." She had already run over and tilted her head to glance inside his car, seemingly checking if anyone was following.
"What are you looking at?" He asked knowingly.
"Whereās brother Wei?" Jiaojiao asked.
Duan Xi, standing behind her, turned and went back inside the ballroom upon seeing Ruan Chi arrive.
Ruan Chi didnāt answer her question but instead held her hand and asked, "Are you hot?"
"Itās alright, not too hot," Jiaojiao said, shaking his sleeve a little: "Brother Chi, that Yaya..."
"Afraid someone might snatch your brother away," Ruan Chi teased.
Jiaojiao pouted. Though she was already seventeen, nearly an adult, she should be above such jealousy. But honestly, seeing Yaya, she really didnāt like her.
Especially since the other party didnāt like her either, bumping into her right away.
Seeing Jiaojiao sulking silently, Ruan Chi stopped joking and didnāt hide anything from her because he knew his sister was a worrying soul. Not telling her was worse, so he told her everything he had learned.
Jiaojiao listened and didnāt react for a long time. After quite a while, she asked him somewhat unbelievingly, "Brother Chi, would you really break her legs?"
"I would," Ruan Chi answered seriously.
"..." Jiaojiao, I donāt believe you!
Seeing Jiaojiaoās reaction, Ruan Chi burst into laughter, unable to resist pinching her cheek. But this little girl was no longer the chubby, white-fat sister she once was, and pinching her now hurt her.
Jiaojiao angrily pushed his hand away, thought for a moment, and said, "Canāt she be sent to an orphanage?"
"Impossible, she still has a father, albeit a useless one," Ruan Chi replied.