Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Some hot-tempered people have already started pointing at Murong Rong and swearing.

"Shameless! It's so shameless!"

"Take off her clothes, and see if she dares to flirt in the future?"

"Expose her, I must put this shameless woman on the Internet for everyone to condemn and scold her!"

Ji Baibai blushed anxiously, she tried hard to explain, but who would listen?

Ye Wanxin gave Young Mistress Zhao an appreciative look.

I really didn't expect Mrs. Zhao to be so capable that she could mobilize public opinion to deal with Murong Rong.

In this case, she is not stingy to give her a little sweetness.

Only in this way will more people be willing to sacrifice their lives for her.

"Go away!" Ji Baibai yelled, not allowing them to approach.

However, at this moment, Ji Baibai's scolding was useless at all.

Coupled with the fact that Mrs. Zhao was jumping up and down at the side, the crowd became more and more excited.

Murong Rong looked at it coldly, and suddenly said: "Aren't you so angry because you really want to know if I am a mistress? Yes, I can prove this to you."

While talking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number to go out.

Seeing this, Young Mistress Zhao sneered and put on a show.

As for proving that I have never been a mistress, it is even more absurd. This kind of thing can never be explained clearly in words.

Ye Wanxin was watching a play, when she saw Murong Rong's actions, her heart tightened suddenly, but it was too late for her to stop Murong Rong.

At this moment, the Rong Group is having a high-level meeting.

The conference room was very quiet, and the manager of the marketing department who reported to work afterwards was talking back tremblingly.

When everyone's nerves were tense, a mobile phone rang.

The expressions on everyone's faces suddenly became terrified. Who is so unafraid of death that dare not turn off the phone during a meeting.

Then, they saw Rong Jiuci take out his phone and connect it.

"Rongrong."

"Rong Jiuci." Murong Rong listened to the man's voice on the phone, and said lightly: "Some people say that I am the mistress between you and Ye Wanxin. But, I clearly remember that I have a normal relationship with you , broke up normally, why did you make me a mistress? I hope you will give me an explanation for this matter. "

Rong Jiuci stood up suddenly, frowned and asked, "What's going on? Who said you're a mistress!"

Then he asked: "Did you meet Ye Wanxin again?"

Before Murong Rong could speak, Mrs. Zhao called out.

"Murong Rong, you really don't know what to say. You even found a random phone number to pretend to be Mr. Rong. It's so ridiculous. I beg you, even if you want to find someone to pretend to be someone, don't you know? Is it working time? Mr. Rong is so busy, how could he answer the phone casually?"

"Okay, don't talk about it yet."

Ye Wanxin finally couldn't help interrupting Mrs. Zhao, she knew best about Rong Jiuci's relationship with Murong Rong when others didn't know.

Young Mistress Zhao's voice was very high-pitched, and Rong Jiuci could hear it clearly.

His face suddenly darkened, and he asked Murong Rong: "Who is speaking?"

Murong Rong didn't answer, but hung up the phone directly.

"Rong Rong? Murong Rong!"

Looking at the phone that ended the call, Rong Jiuci couldn't bear it anymore, and strode out.

At this moment, Rong Jiuci's cell phone rang again, this time it was Murong Rong's video call.

Rong Jiuci connected without hesitation: "Rong Rong, what's going on?"

"You wait."

Murong Rong said something, looked up at Mrs. Zhao, and said: "Although I understand very well that your status in the in-law's family is low, and you have a bad relationship with your husband, so you are not taken seriously enough to even choose a time to make a phone call, but this time Regarding my reputation, I have no choice but to think of a way, and the best way is to let you ask Rong Jiuci personally."

As Murong Rong said, he turned the phone screen around and pointed the camera at Mrs. Zhao.

"Okay, you can ask Rong Jiu to quit now. Ask him, am I, Murong Rong, his mistress?"

Rong Jiuci looked at her, even through the screen, Young Mistress Zhao was still breathless under the man's sharp gaze.

Her complexion paled instantly, and she couldn't even speak for a while.

Seeing that Mrs. Zhao was silent, Murong Rong asked suspiciously: "Why didn't Mrs. Zhao ask? Could it be that she doubted Rong Jiuci's identity and needed him to prove that he was himself? It shouldn't be difficult. Anyway, He is now in the Rong Group, this method is not difficult."

As Murong Rong said, he looked at Rong Jiuci and said, "Rong Jiuci, please prove that you are yourself, so that Mrs. Zhao won't believe it."

Rong Jiuci's face was expressionless, and his voice was so cold that there was no warmth: "How do I prove it? Mrs. Zhao, do you need me to hold my ID card?"

Mrs. Zhao was about to pee in fright, she quickly shook her head: "No, no."

Rong Jiuci's face can be impersonated by anyone. As for letting Rong Jiuci hold her ID card and prove herself, even if she is crazy, she dare not.

Young Mistress Zhao never expected that Murong Rong would be so stubborn, but she was surrounded by them and scolded a few words, before causing trouble to Rong Jiuci.

You must know that the wives of the upper class, even if they are wronged again, will endure for the sake of their husbands and the company.

It's a pity that Mrs. Zhao has forgotten that Murong Rong has never been a high-class wife.

It's not too late.

Soon she heard Murong Rong say again: "Although Mrs. Zhao politely said that you don't need to prove yourself, in order to avoid misunderstandings by others and Ye Wanxin, please prove yourself first. After the proof is finished, Let me tell you again in public, I, Murong Rong, have never been your mistress. Rong Jiuci, I am with you in an innocent way, and we have broken up cleanly. I can't bear the title of your mistress."

Rong Jiuci took a deep breath: "No one dares to say that you are a mistress, and you have never been a mistress, do you hear me clearly?"

The latter sentence, rather than responding to Murong Rong's words, might as well be said for everyone to hear.

Even through the screen, the powerful oppressive force made everyone's hearts tremble. The timid people have already taken the initiative to delete the video they just recorded, and came to apologize to Murong Rong.

Murong Rong didn't say forgiveness.

She couldn't forgive them when they pointed at her and yelled to take off her clothes because of some unsubstantiated remarks.

The ones with the ugliest faces were Ye Wanxin and Young Mistress Zhao, with different fears on their faces.

Murong Rong didn't have the slightest sympathy.

"Okay, now that the matter is clear, I will continue to work." After finishing speaking, he hung up Rong Jiuci's phone without hesitation.

Rong Jiuci looked helplessly at the page where the call ended.

Yang Kaiqing came over and asked cautiously: "Mr. Rong, is our meeting still going on?"

"Go ahead. You'll be in charge next."

After Rong Jiuci gave his orders, he strode away.