Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

How many laps has it been?

It seems to be three laps.

However, she seems to have lost millions.

Who said that when money is just a string of numbers, no matter how much you spend, you won't feel it.

Deceiving.

Absolutely deceiving.

Even if what was taken away was only chips, Murong Rong would almost be overwhelmed.

"Rong Jiuci..." She looked at Rong Jiuci beside her in a hurry.

"Well, just did a good job, continue."

continue?What to continue?

Murong Rong saw this and realized that another round had begun.

"Rong Jiuci, I can't do it, come on."

"Okay. If I lose, it's mine. If I win, it's yours. Take it easy."

Murong Rong: "..."

Is it a matter of who wins or loses?

But Rong Jiuci was only willing to watch the excitement from the sidelines, and Murong Rong could only bite the bullet. Fortunately, after three laps, she managed to find some ways.

After Qi Yinan from the previous family played a card.

When it was Murong Rong's turn, she looked at the cards in her hand: "Touch yourself."

She reached out her hand from the card pool, drew a card and came out with nine of a kind.

Murong Rong stared blankly at this card, as if...it seemed to be a fool.

Murong Rong hesitantly pushed down the thirteen cards in front of him: "Nonsense."

"Huh? You can't. It hasn't been long since the lap started."

"What a fool, it's still thirteen."

"Damn, it's thirteen fools."

Even Huo Yanshen, who was leisurely drinking tea, couldn't help coming over. He stretched his neck and looked at the card in front of him: "It's really thirteen."

He gloated and laughed: "This time, you will lose all your underwear."

Song Yuanxiu pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said lightly: "Fortunately, compared with you, who has already lost everything, we are nothing."

Qi Yinan: "I don't know who has been waiting for a hapless guy to take over, and then hope that Xingpanyue will finally come to Brother Nine."

He Qingyang: "I really didn't expect Huo Xiaosi to be so capable that he would treat Brother Nine as an unlucky guy."

Huo Yanshen jumped up all of a sudden: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I treat Brother Jiu as an unlucky person? I respected Brother Jiu and gave up my seat to Brother Jiu! Look, Brother Jiu and Miss Mu just now What a great game. You’ve made a fool of yourself, you’ve made a lot of money this time, hurry up, don’t be foolish, give me money, give me money.”

"cut……"

When the crowd besieged Huo Yanshen, Murong Rong turned to look at Rong Jiuci.

She did this completely subconsciously.

When the people in front of her were all very strange to her, Rong Jiuci was the most familiar person to her, and also the person she instinctively wanted to rely on.

Because of Murong Rong's instinctive reaction, Rong Jiuci's complexion became much better, and the light in his eyes shone softly.

After that, Murong Rong refused to play any more cards.

Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong for a while and said: "Since you are so unwilling, then peel a fruit for me."

Murong Rong immediately agreed. Compared with the frightening feeling of playing cards, peeling fruit for Rong Jiuci couldn't be easier.

She honestly peeled off the orange peel, even the white veins inside, and brought it to Rong Jiuci.

Rong Jiuci didn't move, just opened his mouth, signaling Murong Rong to feed it into his mouth.

Murong Rong's first reaction was to refuse, it was too shameful in front of so many people.

"Fruit." Rong Jiuci reminded Murong Rong again: "Still, do you want to continue playing cards?"

"I don't want to, I don't want to." Murong Rong refused again, picked up the peeled orange and put it into the man's mouth.

When Rong Jiuci bit the orange, his thin lips accidentally brushed against her finger.

The touch was light and soft with a little moist touch, which made Murong Rong's cheeks flush instantly.

She stood up abruptly: "I... I'm going to the bathroom."

After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry without waiting for others to answer.

Huo Yanshen: "Hey...Miss Mu, there is a bathroom in the box..."

It's a pity that Murong Rong didn't hear his reminder at all.

He turned his head to look at Rong Jiuci, and couldn't help but said: "Brother Jiu, look at how you scare this girl, it's almost like a rabbit."

"Just wait until she gets used to it." Rong Jiuci casually fiddled with the mahjong tiles in front of him. After pulling up his sleeves slightly, he revealed the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist. The gemstone dial shone brightly under the light of the box .

"Standing by my side in the future, you can no longer be as timid as before."

Hearing Rong Jiuci's words, Song Xiuyuan couldn't help looking at Rong Jiuci: "Brother Jiu, are you really here this time?"

"When did I take a vacation?"

Qi Yinan couldn't help it either: "Ninth brother, your choice really surprised me. Although this Miss Mu is indeed magnificent, but the status between you is too different, let alone Uncle Rong and Aunt Rong. Will agree, even with a nod, the gap between you makes you look inappropriate."

"I think she is suitable, and she is suitable." Rong Jiuci's voice was very flat, but the writing between his brows was full of indisputable words: "She is the one I choose."

I think she fits, and she fits.

She is the one I choose.

When Murong Rong walked out of the box, she suddenly remembered the purpose of her visit, so she wanted to go back, grab her things and leave.

But he never thought that when he turned around, he heard the conversation from the box.

At that moment, Murong Rong felt as if something hit her heart fiercely, the heart that had been wrapped up by her since An An was gone, seemed to be knocked out with a gap.

Although it was not big, it really revealed the softest part of her heart.

Murong Rong couldn't help pressing his palms on his chest, the violent beating told her silently that his heart was alive and powerful at this moment.

At this moment, Murong Rong couldn't open the door of the box no matter what, or in other words, she really didn't know how to face the man in the box.

After hesitating for a while, she finally turned and went to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the sink, Murong Rong poured cold water on his face with his hands in his hands.

"Murong Rong!"

An old sharp voice came suddenly, Murong Rong raised his eyes, and saw in the mirror a gray-haired woman in the uniform of a cleaning lady rushing in with tools in her hand.

Murong Rong subconsciously took two steps back, avoiding the mop in the woman's hand: "Are you that one?"

Seeing Murong Rong's puzzled expression, the woman became even more angry, as if something was burning in her heart.

She roared angrily: "Stop pretending in front of me! Don't think that you can escape by acting like you don't know me! Let me tell you, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, I will go to court to sue you. Abandon mother-in-law!"

"Mother-in-law?" Murong Rong blinked blankly, carefully sizing up the gray-haired woman in front of her, and finally saw a trace of familiarity from that ferocious face: "Madam Song?"

Hearing the woman's heavy cold snort, Murong Rong finally confirmed that this woman was Song Chuhe's mother, her ex-mother-in-law.