Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

An unprecedented threat emerged in Lin Yawei's heart, and she suddenly laughed: "Murong Rong, I stopped you for your own good. In view of our friendship for so many years, I will tell you one more thing."

"You are not only a loser, but also a bastard. Even if you have a hundred children, Brother Huai Chuhe can't save your daughter."

Murong Rong had a bad feeling in his heart: "You... what do you mean?"

"Don't understand? Then I'll make it clearer." Lin Yawei pursed her red lips, and the words that came out of her mouth were more poisonous than poisonous snakes: "It's nothing, it was your wedding night five years ago, Brother Chuhe I lived with me, and as for you...in order to worry about your empty nights, I bought a duck to serve you. It seems that the person I chose is not bad, and I will let you get pregnant once."

Murong Rong was numb and lost all reactions.

Seeing Murong Rong's appearance, Lin Yawei was a little scared, so she couldn't help but take a step back: "Rong Rong, don't blame me, who told you that you insisted on marrying into the Song family, and you have to pay for something that doesn't belong to you."

"Weiwei!" Song Chuhe happened to come out at this moment, and when he heard Lin Yawei's words, he quickly stopped him: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Yawei pursed her lips: "Brother Chuhe, I know I know that you are kind to Murong Rong, but things are as they are, and they can't be changed at all. Why give her hope? Otherwise, wait for her loser What do you do when you go crazy after you die?"

Murong Rong looked at Song Chuhe with red eyes, her lips trembling slightly: "Song Chuhe, is this all true?"

Song Chuhe glared at Lin Yawei angrily, seeing Murong Rong looking like he was about to collapse, his tone slowed down a bit: "This is all in the past. And I won't dislike you, as long as you are willing to serve me well, good days will still be here Later. As for An'an—it's just a girl's film, just regenerate..."

Snapped--

Before he could finish his sentence, Murong Rong slapped him hard.

Her eyes were red, and a pair of almond pupils were burning with burning flames: "Song Chuhe, are you still alone? How could you do this!"

Lin Yawei rushed over screaming: "Brother Chuhe, how are you? Let me see. Oh my god, why is Murong Rong so cruel? I...I will fight you!"

Lin Yawei couldn't help but rushed towards Murong Rong, fighting with her.

Murong Rong grabbed Lin Yawei's wrist violently, followed her strength, and pushed her to the ground.

She pressed her knees against Lin Yawei's chest, with unprecedented anger burning in her eyes: "Lin Yawei, Song Chuhe, I will always remember what you have given me. We..."

She gritted her teeth, her face full of hatred: "I will never die!"

After finishing speaking, she threw Lin Yawei away suddenly, turned around and left Song's house quickly.

Murong Rong went to the hospital.

The wound on An'an's head has stopped, but the instrument is still attached to her body. She is lying on the snow-white sheet, and she looks smaller and more fragile even though she is already thin and thin.

It's like the bubbles in summer, which will disappear at any time.

Murong Rong's heart was twisted into a ball, she bit her hand tightly, only by virtue of the sharp pain could she forcefully control it and cry bitterly.

However, compared with the pain in my heart, the pain in my hand is not worth mentioning.

How to do?

What on earth is she going to do?Where is she going to find that man?If she can't find it, what will her An An do?

She is still so young, only four years old.

"Auntie, are you okay?"

Sensing that the corners of the clothes were being pulled, Murong Rong raised her dim teary eyes, and saw Chen Chen, who was dressed like a little gentleman, appeared in front of her, looking at her worriedly.

Probably too long without pure concern, Murong Rong couldn't control his emotions anymore, he suddenly hugged the little guy into his arms and cried bitterly.

Murong Rong didn't know how long she had been crying, but when she calmed down a little, she found that Chen Chen was patting her back very carefully with her little hand.

The handsome little face was full of concern.

Murong Rong only felt a warmth in his heart.

Seeing that Murong Rong stopped crying, Chen Chen was relieved. Fortunately, Auntie stopped crying. If he continued crying, his heart would be broken.

He took a handkerchief and carefully wiped it for Murong Rong: "An'an will definitely get better."

Murong Rong didn't know how to explain the cruelty of life to such a young child, but she had to admit that Chen Chen's appearance and comfort made her feel much better.

"Thank you, Chen Chen. After An An wakes up, I will tell her that Brother Xiao Chen has come to see her."

"Yeah." Chen Chen assured Murong Rong: "Auntie, I will take good care of An An in the future."

"Good." Murong Rong rubbed Chen Chen's little head.

Seeing that it was getting late, Murong Rong said a few words to Chen Chen and sent him back in person.

After Chenchen returned to the ward, he saw Rong Jiuci sitting on the sofa.

He walked in and called out, "Daddy."

Rong Jiuci's face was a bit ugly: "Rong Xingchen, the reason you have a headache is to go to the hospital to see this woman?"

"Daddy, I've said it before, don't be so rude to Aunt Mu, she's the one I recognize!" Rong Jiuci's face sank slightly: "It seems that I have to send you to Ye's house in Yancheng, so that you can take care of yourself." Learn the rules."

Chen Chen couldn't control his temper anymore, and said angrily: "Don't! Don't! Daddy, if you dare to give me to that woman, I'll run away from home!

Rong Jiuci frowned: "The woman you mentioned is your mother!"

"No! She is not! If she is really my mother, why don't you marry her!"

The anger in Rong Jiuci's heart rose: "Rong Xingchen, I really have neglected you recently!"

Chen Chen couldn't help shivering when he thought of his father's terrible methods: "Daddy, you will threaten me too! If you have the ability, let me change my own mother!"

After shouting, Chen Chen stomped into the room and closed the door forcefully.

Rong Jiuci's expression was not good, and he turned to look at Uncle Chen: "What's going on today?"

"The young master suddenly complained of a headache during class, and then passed out. After being rescued by the doctor, the young master woke up, but he was still listless. When he had breakfast just now, after he recovered a little, he started to read.

I originally wanted to persuade the young master to rest for a while, but the young master suddenly said that when he heard Aunt Mu was crying again, he hurried to find her.After that, you're back. "

Rong Jiuci couldn't help sneering: "There are so many tricks."

You could hear someone crying downstairs in the ward, could it be that his son suddenly grew ears?

Thinking of his son repeatedly contradicting him in order to protect Murong Rong, Rong Jiuci became more and more annoyed. It seemed that Murong Rong still didn't take his warning seriously.

Thinking of Murong Rong's confidence, Rong Jiuci's expression completely turned cold.