After dinner, Duan Fei thought she could go home, but unexpectedly everyone returned to the living room and started drinking tea and chatting again.

She sat next to Rong Molan with an expressionless face.

The elders and juniors were all talking, and the topics were all over the world. Occasionally, they would talk to Rong Mo carelessly.

The man's tone was calm and his answers were concise and to the point.

After a few words, the topic ended.

Duan Fei held the tea cup and drank slowly until her cell phone rang.

She put down the tea cup and took out her mobile phone.

In the best friend group, Song Niaoniao actually sent a message for the first time: [Baby, today is the Northern New Year, what are you doing? 】

Jiang Yaoyao: [Niao Niao, you finally showed up! 】

Jiang Yaoyao: [New Year’s Eve abroad is so lively? Why have you been away for so long? Could it be that you are in love? 】

Song Niao Niao: [Yaoyao baby, I was wrong.]

Duan Fei typed: [Happy New Year.]

Jiang Yaoyao: [Feifei is here too, just in time. I want to go to Country F to play with Niao Niao during the Chinese New Year this year. Do you want to come with us? 】

Duan Fei thought for a while: [I should be able to.]

Jiang Yaoyao: [Then we agreed, we will go together. I won’t bring my boyfriend, and you are not allowed to let Rong pervert go. 】

Song Niao Niao: [Who is the pervert? 】

Duan Fei: "..."

She was chatting and didn't notice the man next to her holding the teapot and filling her teacup with water.

But Mr. Rong, who was sitting in the first place, saw it and couldn't help but nodded with joy.

Even on the eve of the previous wedding, he had never seen Rong Moyou be so considerate towards Zhou Yueyao.

It seems that the Rong family will be able to organize another wedding soon.

…

Half an hour later, everyone gradually stood up and left.

When everyone leaves, they will respectfully say, "Goodbye, third uncle."

After saying that, he would look at her.

Rong Mo sat there carelessly, motionless.

Duan Fei gradually began to become anxious.

finally--

When everyone was almost gone, Rong Moru wiped his fingers with a tissue, stood up and said, "Dad, it's getting late, let's go back."

"Wait a minute." Mr. Rong raised his hand, "Miss Duan, come with me to the study."

Duan Fei subconsciously looked at the man next to her.

Rong Moyou happened to be looking at her, with his head slightly lowered and his expression calm, "Go ahead."

Duan Fei really didn't know what Mr. Rong was going to say to her again. Didn't he already expose Rong Moyou's background last time?

…

Come to the study room.

The door closed and Mr. Rong sat down, "Miss Duan...forget it, I'll call you Duan Fei from now on."

Duan Fei was unsure, "Old man, what do you want to say?"

Mr. Rong smiled and simply said, "Two days ago, I called your mother."

Duan Fei was shocked, "My mother?"

Mr. Rong nodded, "I formally apologized to your mother."

???

Duan Fei didn't understand.

"Your mother and Mo Yan have known each other many years ago. They are friends. Even if you were not yet an adult and had no ability to make money, this is no reason. A girl who is only seventeen years old has no relatives in the country.

, my only relative is seriously ill and needs a lot of medical expenses... This kid Mo Nuan is simply taking advantage of others' danger! What he did is very unethical!"

There was a momentary look of confusion on Duan Fei's face.

To be honest, she didn't think Rong Monuo was taking advantage of others.

Because no matter what, he has really helped her in the past few years.

Some people say that apart from your parents, no third person will be nice to you for no reason.

So she never felt that Rong Moyou had the obligation to help her. He gave her money, and she provided her body. The money was paid in return, and men stole and women prostituted...

Nothing to criticize.

She just felt that she had no dignity and was just a tool to accompany Rong Monuo.

But this was the first time that someone stood on her side and spoke for her.

It would be a lie to say that I have no feelings.

Who knows the next second——

Mr. Rong sighed and changed the topic, "Of course it can be seen that Mo Nuan really likes you, so he would use such an extreme method to keep you by his side."

All Duan Fei's emotions disappeared in an instant, and she couldn't help but say, "Old man, I didn't know I wanted to come here to eat until I got to the door today. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to marry Rong Moyou..."

"I know all this." Mr. Rong raised his hand, "Feng Yuan also said that you are still young and cannot let you marry Mo Wu without knowing it... So, I have already agreed to her."

Duan Fei89 opened her eyes, "What?"

Mr. Rong said, "I promised her that I will let Mo Nu take good care of you in the future. As for your marriage to him, take your time and don't rush it. In the past, Mo Nu did something wrong, but I still hope you

It's not easy to give Mo Nou a chance and meet someone you really like... I admit that I have selfish motives. I am already eighty-two years old and my health is getting worse every year, so I don't want my son to grow up in the future.

He will live alone until his death, and even under the Nine Springs, I will not be able to see his mother."

These words were spoken sincerely.

But Duan Fei still said, "Old man, you really misunderstood. I made it very clear last time that I don't like Rong Molan."

"Don't like it at all?" Mr. Rong looked at her, "Even just a little bit?"

Duan Fei clenched her fingers and said, "No."

"Son." Mr. Rong smiled, "I asked you to give him a chance. In fact, you are also giving yourself a chance. Unless you want to continue to be entangled with him like this for the next five years? Why bother?

How many five years are there in a human life?"

**

Half an hour later, Duan Fei came out of the study.

In the living room, everyone else had left, and only Rong Moyou was sitting in front of the tea table, drinking tea slowly.

Hearing the voice, he raised his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stood up, "Are you done talking?"

Duan Fei pursed her lips and nodded.

"Go home." Rong Mo said carelessly.

The servant came up and handed over his coat and bag. Duan Fei put on her clothes and followed the man out of the villa and took the car home.

The whole journey was speechless.

When he got home, Rong Molan didn't say anything and went directly back to the guest room.

Duan Fei: "..."

She stood there, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The guest room door was not fully closed, light was projected from the crack in the door, and rustling sounds could be heard from inside.

Duan Fei slowly frowned, and finally, she walked over and knocked on the door.

"The door is unlocked." Rong Mo's voice sounded carelessly.

Duan Fei opened the door.

The man stood in front of the closet, taking off his coat and cashmere sweater. He only had a white shirt on his body and trousers on his lower body. He had a tall and straight figure from the side, and he looked like he was wearing glasses. Under the light, he looked slim and elegant.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is something wrong?"

Duan Fei got straight to the point, "Why did you take me to Rong's house for dinner tonight?"

Rong Mo laughed carelessly, "Didn't I already tell you that I can't bear to see you celebrating the New Year alone at home?"

Duan Fei glared at him, "Then why are there so many people tonight?"

Rong Molan continued, "Last time you visited the old house, you should know that the old man likes to be lively, so the younger members of the family don't dare not come to this traditional festival."
To be continued...