Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Where did such a great temper come from?

Can't we go there?

If someone else said it, Murong Rong could ignore it, but this person was Li Xiuqin, the mother who gave birth to her and raised her.

"mom!"

Murong Rong interrupted his mother's words unbearably, with trembling lips: "You know how much he has done! Let's not talk about the betrayal I suffered, just talk about An An, Song Chuhe has been abusing An An all those years when he took An An away. She! If it wasn't for An An, she would be dead by now!"

Li Xiuqin looked at Murong Rong's excited appearance, and mumbled, "Isn't that because An An is not Chuhe's child, but also a loser? Now Chuhe knows that he was wrong. In the future, if you have a child of your own, what will you do?" Not strong?"

Murong Rong couldn't bear to hear a word: "I'll go first!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't wait to turn around.

If she continued to listen, she really couldn't control herself.

Looking at Murong Rong's figure, Li Xiuqin couldn't help frowning. Rong Rong really became more rude the older she got.

……

in prison.

As soon as Song Chuhe sat down, he couldn't wait to ask: "Mom, did Murong Rong agree to withdraw the lawsuit?"

"No. She won't live or die."

"Didn't you tell her that I will marry her again and let her be Young Mistress Song?"

Mrs. Song said: "I've already said it. I even told Li Xiuqin that I agree with Murong Rong to give birth to your child, but Murong Rong just refuses to agree."

Lin Yawei who came with Mrs. Song heard that her eyes were full of resentment. It took her five years and countless thoughts to drive Murong Rong away. What happened?They wanted to bring Murong Rong back again, and even married her and let her have children.

Then what is she?What are the children in her stomach and Nan Nan?

No!

She would never let them invite Murong Rong back!

"Actually, if you want Murong Rong to withdraw the lawsuit, the method is very simple."

Hearing Lin Yawei's words, the two turned their heads and looked over: "What way?"

"Of course it's what you want."

Song Chuhe was slightly taken aback, and soon understood what Lin Yawei meant, and praised her lavishly.

At the end, she said: "Weiwei, don't worry, when I go out this time, I will definitely marry you as a young mistress and give our children a home."

"Okay." Lin Yawei held Song Chuhe's hand and looked at him affectionately.

My heart is full of anger.

She has waited so long just to marry into the Song family, no one can stop her!

……

The next day was a Saturday.

It was exactly five o'clock when Murong Rong woke up for the first time, and the cleaning company didn't arrange an order for her in the morning, so she couldn't help but want to lie on the bed for a while.

Who knew that before he fell asleep, he received a call from Uncle Chen.

"Miss Mu, can I trouble you to make breakfast?"

Murong Rong was very surprised: "Is it so early?"

"Yes, I've arranged a car to pick you up, and I ask you to make the trip. Don't worry, today's salary will be calculated as three times the overtime wage."

"I……"

Murong Rong really wanted to say that she was not willing to go to the Rong family for money.

But I also feel that this sentence is too hypocritical, after all, she has never lost a penny.

"Mommy..."

An'an heard a voice yelling in a daze.

"Mummy is here, go to sleep." Murong Rong stroked An An's hair to put her to sleep, and then said to Uncle Chen on the other end of the phone: "Okay Uncle Chen, I'll pack up and go over."

Murong Rong got up lightly, called Ji Baibai again, asked her to sleep with An An, and left.

After arriving at Repulse Bay, Murong Rong went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Rong Jiuci came down from the stairs in a suit of house clothes. As soon as he walked into the living room, he heard the sound of ding ding dong dong from the kitchen. A slender figure wearing an apron was busy in the kitchen.

No matter how he feels about Murong Rong, he has to admit that this scene makes him very comfortable, even if he knows that Murong Rong is such a caring woman with impure motives, he can't completely hate her.

In this case, there is no need for him to avoid Murong Rong all the time, anyway, as long as he remains unmoved, no matter how powerful Murong Rong's methods are, it will be of no use at all, and Murong Rong is quite reasonable in this regard.

In country M before, she wanted to kiss him so much, but she finally controlled it.

Rong Jiuci's brows and eyes stretched a little, and he didn't look so sharp and repulsive. He took a financial newspaper and started to read it.

"Morning, Mr. Rong."

When Murong Rong came out with breakfast, he saw Rong Jiuci sitting on the sofa and was shocked.

She hadn't seen Rong Jiuci for nearly a week, and she was very surprised to see him again, so she hurriedly greeted him respectfully.

"morning."

Rong Jiuci put away the newspaper and looked at Murong Rong: "Thank you for your hard work."

Murong Rong was flattered, and quickly shook her head: "It's not hard work, it's not hard work." She put down the breakfast in her hand, and asked casually, "Where's Chen Chen? Does he want to get up for breakfast?"

Rong Jiuci frowned slightly: "Murong Rong, you only need to take care of three meals a day and tidy up my room. You don't have to worry about Chen Chen's affairs."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help asking more." And she really hasn't seen Chenchen for a long, long time, and she really misses that cute little guy.

But looking at the suspicion and warning in Rong Jiuci's eyes, she suppressed those words to the bottom of her heart.

Rong Jiuci looked at the sadness on Murong Rong's face, and frowned slightly: "Uncle Chen."

Uncle Chen immediately came over with a bunch of things: "Miss Mu, this is prepared by the young master for Miss An An."

"I can't take it."

"Murong Rong, this is for An An. Even if you are a mother, you have no right to refuse. Or, I'll call someone to pick An An up."

Murong Rong had no choice but to answer: "Thank you, Mr. Rong. Mr. Rong, can you agree to one thing?"

"Say."

Murong Rong took out a handbag from the corner, which she just brought over.

"Here is a gift from me to Chenchen. I originally wanted to give it to him personally. Since it is inconvenient, I can only trouble Mr. Rong."

Rong Jiuci raised his brows slightly, and said lightly, "Murong Rong, are you asking me for an exchange again?"

"No, no." Murong Rong was so frightened that he quickly denied it: "I just think it's my first time going abroad, so it's not easy to come back empty-handed."

Rong Jiuci did not speak.

Murong Rong said earnestly again: "Mr. Rong, don't worry, I really won't do too much, and I don't have any extravagant thoughts. Because I understood a truth very early on, you don't need to be married to get married, and even miss you. .”

With her status, saying that she misses the young master Chen Chen, no matter how she sounds, she has bad intentions.

It's just that when she prepared a gift, she always wanted to deliver it to that lovely child.

Looking at the self-mockery on Murong Rong's face, Rong Jiuci couldn't help frowning into a pimple: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who allows you to belittle yourself so much!"