Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Rong Jiuci: "Do you never take other people's words seriously?"

"what?"

"I've said before, no matter what you want, for the sake of that night, I will satisfy you. You don't need to play these low-level tricks in front of me. Murong Rong, it's good for a woman to have some scheming, but if she is scheming Too deep will only make people disgusted, do you understand?"

Hearing Rong Jiuci's natural accusation, Murong Rong lost control of his emotions: "You don't know anything, it's not like this at all!"

"So what's that like?" Rong Jiuci's voice became colder and colder: "Before you told Chen Chen through An An's mouth that you were kicked out of the house, it was very pitiful. But in fact, you and Song Chuhe are in love with each other sweetly. You are here The Song family is also highly respected, and getting along with her husband's family is pleasant."

Rong Jiuci thought again of that morning, when he went downstairs because he was worried about Murong Rong, and saw their hug at the door of the ward.

And yesterday afternoon at the entrance of the hotel, I saw Mrs. Song being so close to Song Chuhe and welcoming Murong Rong so warmly.

But in a blink of an eye, she drank and, being chased by Mr. Huang, broke into his box, and finally passed out drunk in his arms.

He really wanted to believe that Murong Rong was innocent, but he really couldn't lie to himself.

"I……"

Murong Rong really wanted to explain, but when she saw Rong Jiuci's expression, she knew that there was no need to say anything more.

Besides, those things in the past were not glorious, and speaking out would only embarrass her extremely.

Murong Rong took a deep breath: "Mr. Rong, I really thank you last night. I also know that I have caused you trouble, but please believe that this is not my intention. Finally, thank you very much."

After finishing speaking, Murong Rong wrapped himself in a quilt, got off the bed, and was about to go out.

However, before she took a step forward, her wrist was grabbed, Rong Jiuci frowned slightly, and there was displeasure on her handsome face: "You're going to go out like this?"

"I will go out later, and I will ask the staff in the clubhouse to help me buy clothes. Mr. Lao Rong is concerned."

"So, you failed to seduce me, are you planning to attack other people? Murong Rong, you have to remember that you are already married and have a daughter, don't let her be ashamed because of you!"

Before Murong Rong could speak, the clothes were thrown over him: "Put it on."

Murong Rong caught the clothes subconsciously, her first reaction was to refuse.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Rong Jiuci anymore.

Even though Rong Jiuci's status is noble and powerful, she doesn't need his help.

"I'm just looking at An An's face. If you really want to thank An An, pay more attention to An An." Thinking of the little girl covered in injuries, Rong Jiuci became more and more dissatisfied with Murong Rong.

Hearing his sudden mention of his daughter, and thinking that a child as young as An An had to endure so much pain, he almost cried.

Murong Rong took a deep breath: "Mr. Rong, thank you again."

She didn't say anything in return, didn't say thank you, let alone say goodbye, she knew he didn't need it, he only hated her, and she didn't want to see him again.

Every time she saw Rong Jiuci, she couldn't help but think of her ridiculous marriage.

As soon as Murong Rong came out of the twilight, a figure rushed over.

Murong Rong was taken aback. Seeing Mr. Huang who suddenly appeared in front of her, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to call the police without hesitation.

Mr. Huang quickly said: "Miss Mu, don't be afraid, I'm here to apologize to you. I didn't know you were Mr. Rong's confidante. Please forgive me for any conflicts."

Mr. Huang humbly apologized, he never thought that the little Murong Rong would have something to do with a big man like Rong Jiuci.

Thinking of Huo Yanshen's warning in secret last night, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body, and he looked at Murong Rong with an even more flattering expression: "Miss Mu, I have already heard about the Qin family, this contract is not a respect. .I hope you can become the leader of the Song family as soon as possible. In the future, please speak more kind words for me in front of Mr. Rong."

As he said that, he stuffed a contract into Murong Rong's hands, fearing that he would be misunderstood, and soon left with his subordinates, even Murong Rong told him not to turn back.

Murong Rong looked at the contract in her hands in a daze. Originally, she thought that she would have to give everything she cherished most to get the contract, and it just came into her hands.

She knew very well that it was because Mr. Huang had misunderstood.

Originally, she should have made it clear to Mr. Huang, but she did not for the sake of her daughter.

Murong Rong hailed a car and went to Song's house.

When she arrived, Lin Yawei was walking with her back and her belly upright, accompanied by her servants.

Seeing Murong Rong frowned, he immediately frowned: "Murong Rong, why did you come so early? Let me tell you, if you can't get the contract, we can't talk about it!"

Snapped--

Murong Rong threw the contract on the table: "Qingzi."

Lin Yawei picked up the contract subconsciously, flipping through it, it turned out to be Huang's contract, he looked at Murong Rong in surprise: "Yes, I got it so soon."

Originally, she thought that even if President Huang was willing to let go, it would take several days, but she didn't expect that Murong Rong got it in just one night, and the conditions were so generous.

Lin Yawei couldn't help looking at Murong Rong with a new look.

Murong Rong didn't bother to pay attention to Lin Yawei, and walked inside.

Lin Yawei stopped her: "Murong Rong, where are you going?"

"Look for Song Chuhe, don't forget you promised me." Murong Rong looked at Lin Yawei and said, "Lin Yawei, you'd better not play tricks at this time, you should understand that I can sign this contract to make it Yellow, are you sure you can afford it?"

Lin Yawei couldn't help but paused for breath, and when she realized that she was actually intimidated by Murong Rong's aura, she couldn't help being very annoyed.

She glared at Murong Rong.

At this moment, Murong Rong's body was no longer the revealing black dress that she deliberately chose before.

She was wearing a knitted sweater, a cow font, and a pair of white shoes on her feet. She was so pure and simple that she didn't look like a woman who had given birth.

However, this kind of Murong Rong is beautiful, just like that graceful and independent orchid in the valley.

This was something she couldn't maintain no matter how much she spent on maintenance, Lin Yawei suddenly became jealous, and hated Murong Rong even more.

Back then, if Murong Rong hadn't forced Song Chuhe to marry her because of her father's death to save the old man, she wouldn't have had to follow Song Chuhe so much without a name, and even her own son couldn't recognize him openly. .

Now she managed to get through it, but Murong Rong came to sabotage again.

She couldn't forget the amazement and desire that flashed in Song Chuhe's eyes yesterday when he saw the newly dressed Murong Rong.

That is a man's most primitive heart for a woman.

That's how she hooked Song Chuhe back then.