Young Master Ruan's lover

Dust That Pain the Eyes

Anna still didn't budge. He was still staring at the blue of the man who was acting arrogant, and had accused him of being a thief. Now, the man had kneeled down with deep regret. Kneel down, bang the head.

Before long, the young man's forehead looked thirty years old, looking extremely red, and blisters were seeping fresh blood.

"Stop kneeling!" anna shouted, her hands immediately stretched out preventing the servant from continuing to kneel. However, the waiter heeded the hand.

Ethan squinted his eyes. His eyes look unhappy. Kala, Anna's hand was brusquely brimmed by the servant, who had obviously been involved in bullying her earlier.

"You're hurt." Anna squatted down to help. Again, the waiter brushed off the hand. To him, it was the golden hand of the man that had to go down outstretched, helping him back to his feet. That way, he would be more courageous to raise his head.

"Let it! Even though his head was split in two in front of me. I'll never forgive her."

Just now, Anna is going to protest. The sharp-sounding middle-aged woman's voice greeted in a single sentence of reprimand, "Ruan is indeed cold-blooded. But, who would have thought that the one defending, was as low as the one banging his head to the ground."

"Mother!" Ethan raises his voice calling the grand mistress who stepped elegantly to meet him and Anna. Of course, Ethan doesn't like his mother calling Anna, a lowly.

"What's up, Ethan? Did I speak wrong? Don't you remember Ruan's etiquette?  Ruan brought his shoes, not to take care of the little things. His shoes were faced with a big man. Why did you stop by to take care of the little things? This girl ...."  Tiffani, Mrs Ruan judging Anna. This time, it was the second time he had judged the girl. First in the elevator. Now, in the courtyard of Ruan's residence.

"He looks like dust in my eyes. It hurts my eyes, look at it."

"Mother!"  Ethan's angry. Anna was embarrassed.

"The guards get him out immediately!" drive Tiffani away with her index finger pointing at Anna's nose.

How brave, to approach my son, you think you're a Cinderella. Expect glass shoes. There, I'm gonna stick a piece of glass on every pulse on the soles of your feet. Approaching my son, it only gives death that comes slowly.

No need to wait long. Two men in Security uniforms, coming up. However, none of them dared to touch Anna. Ethan's gaze, first sent out a blow that shrunk their guts.

Tiffani rolled her eyes over for a moment seeing how her son was against her, and shouted louder at the two guards, "Essir him, or strip your uniforms to the ground!"

Uniform in the furlough. Sacked.

The two guards exchanged looks. The power of Tiffani, as the consort of Lord William Ruan, the father of Ethan Ruan. Should be more scared. However, the glaring eyes of young Master Ruan looked capable of straddling them in a single shot.

Getting an exchange of doubts between the two guards. Anna immediately turned her head around, and said, "No need to be kicked out. No need to be in between. I still have a pair of legs, and know my way home."

Anna took a step back, away from the golden-born man's cold back, and brushed off the golden hand that was trying to grasp the girl's small hand.

"Anne."

Ethan's left.  Exchanging eyes with his mother, Tiffani.

A sinister look was clearly visible in his son's eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. I am not taking away your happiness. However, I have saved you, as the heart of Ruan, you must be big in front of everyone! Unworthy couple, leave!" tiffani.

Ethan twists his steps, circles his mother for a moment. Then, leaving their backs against each other, and the lightening of his eyes seemed unsettling, before he blurted out his words.

"Because you've never been in love. Therefore, you will never know .. that, the standard of a decent couple will be lost, when you fall in love."

Ethan then raised his foot inside Ruan's residence. Leaving a silence, and only glancing briefly at the servant who was still putting his forehead on the ground. Not a single bit, pity rose in his eyes.

Tiffani seemed silent. He kept the answer in his heart. When, she was questioned, had she ever been in love?

I've been in love with a young man I once thought was dust. I abandoned. Because, I realized since the womb, I have been designed into sparkling gold. Gold meets dust, it will only lose its luster. So I removed the dust. At first, it was very painful. However, after I met your father. Now, I understand that walking with someone of the same height, will make you feel able to buy the whole world. The world is yours, Ethan Ruan. The man I love ....

Tiffani was silent for a moment. Her memory runs out on the figure of the man, who was once her first love. The man ... now only has a small self-service on the outskirts of town. He had a beautiful wife with a very simple appearance. Then, have one princess who looks to take his father's face. At that time, they were seen eating at a dining table. They lifted chopsticks, exchanging happiness. Their laughing sounds were heard coming out.

That night, Tiffani did not dare to step foot to peer further. He just wanted to know, what was the state of his first love that he had ever left? Look happy. Very happy. Because the Ruan family dining table, always quiet, only the sound of flatware was heard touching the plate, and it was very quiet.

Tiffani shed a single tear. He immediately wiped it with the back of his hand.

Money can buy the world. But never buy someone's laugh. Laughter is free to hear. But for us, laughing is hard. Therefore, I am happy because the person I once loved, can laugh with people who are on a level with him. If, he continued to step up at that moment. Maybe, just bitterness, scorn and dead ends. Why maintain relationships .... If, we will only reap the curse, because the lines are not the same length, the walls are not the same height, and the contents of different bowls. So let go of whoever you love most, so that he may be happy without being pressured. Love is giving her freedom to breathe, not to snare her breath.

Tiffani wiped her tears. After, sure he didn't leave a trace. He turned his body. He walked in with a right that knocked on the floor hard, and his feet stopped right in front of the servant who was still in a kneeling position, his forehead still touching the ground.

"Wake up, and take the money with the chief caretaker to treat your wounds," Tiffani softly rebuked.

"Thank you for your kindness, madam." After saying thanks, the man only dared to raise his head, deliberately showing off his injured forehead.

"Can I get money for better treatment? I'm afraid I've been banging my head for a long time, I've had a concussion." The waiter was heard asking for a large sum.

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