My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

The person who coldly refuted Jun Yi was his elder brother, Jun Le.    

Jun Yi touched his nose and did not dare to speak anymore.    

Seventh Bro and Eighth Bro were still single. When they saw that the situation was not good, they quietly slipped away, leaving Jun Yi to face a bunch of married people.    

Meng Ruchu came out of the house, holding an umbrella that the maid handed to her, and walked towards the direction of the fourth room.    

The courtyard of the old residence was very big, so it would take her some time to walk.    

As the cold wind and rain blew, her mind instantly became clear.    

That idea had also disappeared.    

After living in the Jun Family for so long, she had already figured out the route and was no longer that easily lost person.    

In fact, she really liked the Jun Family.    

She believed that anyone who had stayed in the Jun Family would like the Jun Family.    

She didn't want to leave after staying here.    

The people of the Jun Family, from the elders to the children of those workers at the foot of the mountain, were all easy to get along with.    

Jun Zan, who tied her up in the scandal, was also very outstanding.    

To be honest, Meng Ruchu was not indifferent to Jun Zan. She was only angered by his actions.    

He had said those words in front of his family and friends. He was serious about her!    

Meng Ruchu was a little conflicted.    

Accept?    

Reject?    

Now that she accepted it, she felt like she was slapping herself in the face.    

Reject it. If she missed such a good man, she would regret it for the rest of her life.    

Didn't he say that he wanted to pursue her?    

She would just go with the flow.    

She didn't hate him, but she liked his family. She wanted to give it a try and not make herself regret it.    

"Like before, like before."    

Jun Zan stumbled as he walked, but he was especially fast. He quickly caught up to Meng Ruchu.    

Hearing his cry, Meng Ruchu did not even turn her head back, nor did she stop. She even deliberately increased her pace and walked forward.    

"As usual."    

Jun Zan jogged forward and grabbed Meng Ruchu's hand that did not hold the umbrella.    

When Meng Ruchu wanted to shake his hand off, she noticed that he did not hold the umbrella. She frowned and said to him, "Why don't you hold the umbrella? The rain is not big, but it will also wet your clothes. The weather is cold. Do you want to catch a cold?"    

"I was in a hurry to find you and forgot to hold an umbrella."    

Jun Zan's clothes had long been drenched by the rain, and the rain kept dripping down from his hair.    

"Ruchu, I'm sorry. I just talked nonsense. No, no, no. I'm not talking nonsense, I'm speaking the truth. I'm serious about you. I won't ask you to accept me immediately. As long as you don't get angry with me, just give me a chance to pursue you."    

Jun Zan grabbed her shoulders and looked at her seriously with the help of the streetlights.    

Meng Ruchu looked at him for a moment and said faintly, "If you want to pursue me, can I stop you?"    

Did she promise to give him a chance?    

Jun Zan grinned and could not help but hug Meng Ruchu.    

Meng Ruchu was shocked.    

Instinctively, she wanted to break free. He used a lot of strength and she held the umbrella with one hand. She could not use her full strength and was pulled into his arms.    

Her clothes were drenched in the rain. When he hugged her like this, the first thing she felt was not his warmth but coldness.    

Especially when her face was pressed against his face, rubbing against the rain on his face. It was called cold.    

Sensing Meng Ruchu's trembling, Jun Zan quickly let go of her.    

He asked with some injuries, "Do you hate my hug that much?"    

"You are completely drenched. It is this weather again. It is cold to be hugged by you like this."    

Jun Zan was speechless."    

He still wanted to kiss her.    

In the end...    

This damn weather is so bad!    

He wanted to take off his jacket and put it on for her, but his clothes were wet.    

Worried that she would get cold, Jun Zan could only grab her hand, pull her, and run back to his room.    

There was a heater in the room, so it was warm.