"Rong Jingtian, remember it for me, today you are the one who is ruthless and doesn't give my grandson and the second room a way to survive, then don't blame me for being cruel!"

"For the foundation and incense of my second bedroom, I can do anything!"

"When the day comes to the ground, don't blame me in front of my father, it's you who didn't talk about brotherhood first!"

The sun in the sky slowly set, and the brilliance was swallowed up by the darkness bit by bit.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

The wind was exceptionally cool, even though it was still the temperature of September, it was so cold that people couldn't help shivering.

The second old man staggered away in the cool wind.

He got into the car parked by the side of the road, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "I heard that you really want Rong Jiuci to die."

The dark and old voice was hoarse and disappeared into the night.

The second old man had a quarrel, and old man Rong was not in a good mood, but after seeing Murong Rong, the old man still showed a smile on his face: "I'm going to give birth soon."

"Well, there are still ten days until the due date."

"Is everything ready?"

Murong Rong nodded: "I have prepared everything, and my mother has prepared a lot of things for me."

Mr. Rong looked at Mrs. Rong: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's all as it should be. The one with Rong Rong's belly is also my grandson."

Grandpa Rong nodded and said, "Jiu Ci is not here now, as an elder, you should take care of Rong Rong more. Rong Rong is a great contributor to our Rong family, so we can't treat you badly."

"Dad, don't worry, capacity is as important as Jiuci in my heart."

Mr. Rong smiled and nodded, he seemed to be in a good mood, but during dinner, he put down the chopsticks in his hand without eating much.

After all, the matter of the second old master had a great impact on the old man.

He is old, and his appetite is not good. Now that his brother is plotting again, trying to stir up civil turmoil in the Rong family, how can he be in a better mood.

When Murong Rong saw Mr. Rong like this, he planned to stay and accompany Mr. Rong, but was rejected.

The old man Rong said: "I'm fine, you just need to take care of yourself now, don't spend your energy on me, an old man."

Murong Rong acted like a baby: "You're not old. I'm still waiting for you to carry this in my belly. I and Jiu Ci are both busy. If we really put the child in our hands, I'm afraid we don't have much time to care about it."

"This is not acceptable. As an elder, you must spend more time to take care of your children, otherwise it will be very detrimental to your children's growth."

"So, you must take care of yourself, our whole family depends on you."

Seeing the worry in Murong Rong's eyes, Old Man Rong laughed, "Don't worry, Grandpa is fine. Go back quickly."

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Murong Rong returned to Dijingyuan. After washing up, she lay on the bed and took out her mobile phone.

There are a lot of messages on the mobile phone, but there is no room for nine words.

Murong Rong calculated the time, and it was probably after midnight when he got off the plane.

Her heart became more and more empty, and it took a lot of effort to control herself not to send Rong Jiuci crazy messages.

Things are dangerous abroad this time, Jiuci must concentrate and not be distracted by her.

Murong Rong just wanted to take out the photo album of his mobile phone to see the photos of Rong Jiuci.

It's just that she and Rong Jiuci are not people who like to take pictures, and they are usually busy with their work, so they have never taken a formal photo at all.

These two mere photos did not solve her lovesickness at all.

Murong Rong thought for a while, then took out the drawing board and began to draw the portrait of Rong Jiuci.

In fact, Murong Rong is not very good at portraits, but because of enough misses, the paintings are realistic enough.

After finishing a portrait, Murong Rong's cell phone rang.

Rong Jiuci sent a WeChat message: "Rong Rong, I got off the plane, and it's midnight over there, so I won't call you. I hope you have a good dream, and I'm in your dream."

When Murong Rong saw the news, he couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately dialed the video.

Rong Jiuci was quickly connected, the sky was bright on his side, and he was sitting in the car at this time.

Rong Jiuci's brows were frowned: "It should be early morning over there, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I want to see you sleep again."

Rong Jiuci laughed: "Did you miss me?"

"I don't. I sleep so cleanly by myself, and I'm so self-indulgent." Murong Rong snorted proudly.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't think about me. Go to bed quickly. Sleeping too late is not good for the body or the child."

"Well, you should pay more attention to your health over there. Rong Jiuci, you must remember that the child and I miss you very much."

Rong Jiuci's brows and eyes instantly softened: "I know, I will definitely go back as soon as I finish my work, and I will send you more messages when I have time."

"That's what you said, I didn't miss you."

Rong Jiuci smiled: "Rong Rong, good night."

After finishing speaking, Rong Jiuci took the initiative to end the call.

Murong Rong was holding the phone. At this time, there were several screenshots in her phone, all of which looked like Rong Jiuci.

She traced it slowly with her fingertips, and her heart calmed down a lot. She could see Rong Jiuci, that heart that she had been gripping was finally relaxed.

She lay on the bed, holding Rong Jiuci's pillow in her arms.

She took a deep breath, wanting to smell Rong Jiuci's breath.

She lied just now.

She missed Rong Jiuci very much, she had missed him since the moment he hadn't left, and now she missed him even more deeply.

Probably because he watched Rong Jiuci many times before going to bed, Murong Rong slept very soundly this time.

She had a dream.

She dreamed that she gave birth to a child, Rong Jiuci came back to stay by her side, An An also came back, the five of them lived together so sweetly and happily.

When Murong Rong opened his eyes, it was already bright outside, and Mrs. Xiang also came up to check on her situation.

Seeing Murong Rong sitting up, he went to the window and opened the curtains.

She smiled and asked, "What kind of dream did Madam have? You laughed out loud."

"I actually laughed out loud." Murong Rong was a little surprised: "But it was indeed a good dream."

So good that she was willing to trade her life for it.

"Young Madam, breakfast is ready, do you want to go down to eat, or upstairs?"

"Go down."

Murong Rong took the phone, and saw a WeChat message, which was the video from Rong Jiuci.

This video was taken while he was eating.

"Rongrong, good morning, did you see me in your dream yesterday? It's night here. After dinner, I'm going to continue the meeting. The meeting may be late. If I have time, I will definitely call you via video. I'm not at home Remember to eat well and take good care of yourself when you are in bed, you must not hide from crying, you know?"

Murong Rong wrinkled his nose, and replied Rong Jiuci's message: [I'm not a child anymore, why would I cry casually? 】

Afterwards, she sent another WeChat message: [I am fine at home, mom and grandpa take good care of me, sister-in-law Xiang is even more meticulous, but you are the one who takes good care of yourself. 】

【My child and I are waiting for your return at home. 】

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