Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

in the box.

Mr. Huang hugged the young girl with an enchanting figure, with a cigarette in his mouth, he unscrupulously looked at Murong Rong, who was wearing a long black dress and showed curves, and smiled presumptuously: "Mr. Song is indeed a person who does great things. Such a beautiful wife would be willing."

Song Chuhe smiled and said: "Before she offended Mr. Huang ignorantly, she was very uneasy all the time. She asked me to bring her here to apologize to Mr. Huang. I had no choice but to bring someone here."

"Oh?" Boss Huang shook his legs: "Apologizing? You should punish yourself with three cups first, and let me feel your sincerity."

"Rong Rong, what are you still doing?" Song Chuhe urged, seeing Murong Rong not moving, he said coldly: "Think about your daughter, are you really going to watch her die of illness?"

Seeing the threat in Song Chuhe's eyes, Murong Rong was full of sadness. She gritted her teeth and restrained herself, walked over, picked up a glass of wine, poured a big one, and drank it down with her head raised.

After the transparent liquid entered the throat, a hot feeling came immediately, Murong Rong's face flushed instantly, he coughed from being choked, his stomach was burning with pain, and physiological tears were forced out of the corners of his eyes.

Murong Rong forced himself to drink three cups, trying to keep calm by clenching his teeth in pain.

"I misremembered the time before, and it was my fault that Mr. Huang and others delayed the cooperation. Please forgive Mr. Huang."

"It's easy to say, easy to say, such a beauty, I sincerely apologize, I can't bear to blame you." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab Murong Rong's wrist.

Murong Rong wanted to hide at first, but he was too dizzy. He was dragged like this and fell down on the sofa, and President Huang also followed suit.

Song Chuhe was overjoyed when he saw this, and quickly dragged the reluctant girl away.

Seeing Murong Rong with bright red cheeks and a peach-like face, Mr. Huang's heart ached: "Little beauty, if you take good care of me, the contract will be fine."

He approached Murong Rong, his big fat face glistening under the light, with a disgusting taste in his mouth, he raised his hand to tear off the clothes on her body.

"Go away!"

Murong Rong screamed in fright, couldn't help but kicked Mr. Huang's legs fiercely between his legs, and while he was howling in pain, he pushed him away and ran out of the box.

Mr. Huang was completely enraged, and roared furiously: "Come on! Take that stinky bitch back to me! This time, I must kill her!"

When the bodyguard heard the order, he immediately chased after Murong Rong.

Hearing the approaching footsteps behind her, Murong Rong was terrified. If she was caught, she would die!

Suddenly, she saw a gap in the door of a box, rushed in regardless, and shouted: "Please let me hide, someone is going to catch me!"

"It's you? I really didn't expect to meet you here today."

Murong Rong raised her head subconsciously, and saw a flirtatious nobleman, her eyes were full of bewilderment, she didn't know this man.

At this time, Mr. Huang has already chased after him with a ferocious face: "Little bitch! This time I will definitely kill you!"

Murong Rong jerked violently, rushed to the window without hesitation, and climbed up on tiptoe.

Suddenly an arm stretched out and dragged her down.

"This is the tenth floor, do you want to die?"

Murong Rong was caught off guard, and fell into his broad arms.

The clear smell of mint smoke entered her nostrils along with the hormonal breath unique to men.

This breath was so familiar that Murong Rong was in a trance.

She raised her head subconsciously and looked at the man in front of her.

He stood with his back to the light, his handsome face shone brightly in the brilliance, as dazzling as a god descending from the sky.

Murong Rong was in a daze, unexpectedly meeting Rong Jiuci again, and in just a few days, they met countless times.

Every time she met her in such a mess, for some reason, Murong Rong suddenly felt particularly ashamed in her heart.

Just as Murong Rong was about to struggle, he heard the door of the box being knocked open, and Boss Huang led the people, cursing and swearing.

Murong Rong couldn't help shaking, he didn't bother to struggle, the small hand on his chest firmly grasped the fabric of his shirt, and tremblingly fell into Rong Jiuci's arms, begging in a low voice: "Help me. "

She was very scared, she knew too well what would happen if she fell into the hands of a man like Mr. Huang.

Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong's terrified appearance, his handsome face sank, his eyes were full of gloom.

Huo Yanshen blocked Boss Huang: "Yo, it's Boss Huang, no wonder he's so majestic, who do you want to kill?"

Seeing Huo Yanshen, Mr. Huang immediately squeezed out a flattering smile on his fat face: "Mr. Huo, I'm so sorry I offended you. I'll personally apologize to you another day. Today I'll deal with a little bitch first."

As President Huang said, he looked into the box, and when he saw the man holding Murong Rong, he was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground.

"Rong Rong Rong... Rong Rong!"

Mr. Huang never thought that the box he broke into was Rong Jiuci's.

The daring girl who was chased by him just now is lying in Rong Jiuci's arms intimately, like a lover.

In Rongcheng, although he has some power, he is far behind Rong Jiuci.

The reason why Rongcheng's surname is Rong is because Rong Jiuci's surname is Rong, and he is the undeniable king of this city.

The woman he was sleeping with just now had something to do with an evil god, and cold sweat broke out on Mr. Huang's body in an instant.

"Aren't you leaving? Waiting for my ninth brother to let you stay for a drink?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, I'm going to get out of here." Mr. Huang, as if he had been amnesty, when he retreated to the door of the box, he couldn't help but lift up and take a look at the situation in the box.

Rong Jiuci clasped Murong Rong's waist with his big palm, and his eyes looked sharp like knives in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Huang was terrified.

Huo Yan took a deep look in his eyes and reminded him coldly: "Mr. Huang, you are indeed very clever, so you have to understand what kind of women you can't touch, you know?"

Mr. Huang trembled again, and lowered his head deeply: "Thank you Mr. Huo for your reminder. I will definitely repay you for your great kindness."

When he turned around, the expression on his face had become ferocious.

Such a Song Chuhe knows that this woman Rong always has a crush on him, and dares to send her to his bed. This is to kill him!

Hearing the door of the private room being closed, Murong Rong's tense body relaxed, drunkenness welled up, and his brain suddenly became confused.

Especially this embrace is so wide and warm, which made her feel at ease.

Feeling the girl's small face rubbing against his chest, the slight itching seemed to be on his heart through his clothes.

"Murong Rong."

Rong Jiuci called out, but Murong Rong did not move.

"Murong Rong." He squeezed her waist with his big hands as a reminder.

Murong Rong still lay motionless on his chest.

Rong Jiuci couldn't bear to hold her shoulders, and pushed her up, but he could see that Murong had closed his eyes and was already drunk in his arms.