Murong Rong and Song Chuhe were originally a family.
Thinking of seeing Murong Rong in danger just now and worrying about her, Rong Jiuci felt that he had been held back for too long before he cared so much about this scheming woman.
Murong Rong noticed the strong gaze behind her, and finally couldn't help but look back, but saw nothing.
An An lay on Murong Rong's shoulder and whispered: "Mommy, handsome uncle has left. Handsome uncle looked at you for a long time just now."
Murong Rong patted her daughter's little head: "Don't talk nonsense."
Rong Jiuci hated her so much, why would he stare at her?
An An pouted her little face: "I just..." I'm not talking nonsense.
Before the next words were spoken, An An saw Song Chuhe walking over.
She was so frightened that she immediately closed her mouth and hugged Murong Rong tightly.
Murong Rong noticed An An's uneasiness, patted her back gently to comfort her, and raised his eyes to look at Song Chuhe who was walking over.
"Rong Rong, the guests are here, please accompany me to greet them."
"Have you lost your memory after being hit on the head? Or maybe you were reincarnated as a fish in this life?"
"What?"
"Otherwise, why would you have forgotten so quickly? I would have divorced you a long time ago. When you come to the Song family today, I am just a guest."
Song Chuhe frowned and said patiently: "Rong Rong, today is a big day, can you please stop making trouble?"
Before Murong Rong could speak, the second wife walked over quickly: "Chu He, what's going on with you? Since you have already moved on and forced Rongrong to divorce, how can you have the nerve to pester her now?"
The second wife's voice was loud and attracted the attention of many guests around her.
Song Chuhe had no choice but to leave in anger.
The second wife smiled gently at Murong Rong: "Okay, Chu He has left, Rong Rong, you don't have to feel uncomfortable now."
Murong Rong knew clearly that the second wife was so kind to her now because of the shares in her hands, but she did not expose it.
She was more annoyed by Song Chuhe's evil intentions than the second wife's upright coveting.
Murong Rong declined the second wife's invitation and took her daughter to the dining area.
She took some snacks: "Eat."
An An's face lit up as she looked at the exquisite cake on the plate. She had only seen such things on TV, but had never tasted them.
An An swallowed her saliva, but did not eat it herself. Instead, she carefully brought the cake to Murong Rong's mouth: "Mommy, eat it. They all said it was delicious."
Murong Rong shook his head: "Eat An An, mommy is not hungry."
Butler Song came over and said, "Young Madam, please go to the lounge and ask for the portrait of the old man."
Even if Murong Rong didn't want to have anything to do with the Song family anymore, he couldn't refuse such a request.
"Okay." Murong Rong looked at An An.
Seeing this, Butler Song quickly said: "Young Madam, I will take the young lady with me personally. Don't worry."
An An is very sensible: "Mommy, I will wait for you and great-grandpa here."
"Okay." Murong Rong warned An An again, asked Butler Song seriously, and then walked to the lounge.
Mrs. Song, who was standing in the crowd and socializing with the guests, was shocked when she saw Murong Rong going to the lounge as planned.
Murong Rong took the bait and must make Murong Rong agree to return to the Song family this time.
Those 12% shares can only belong to Dafang!
Murong Rong walked to the lounge, opened the door and walked in.
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"Hmm...ah...slow down..."
An unbearable moan came from the lounge, making all the ladies present blush.
Mrs. Song's eyes were full of excitement, but she still pretended to complain: "Now this young man is the same, and he doesn't care about the occasion when he is in love. Why, my wife here comes from a small family, doesn't understand the rules, and makes everyone laugh."
At this time, a pleasant female voice sounded from behind: "Is Mr. Song getting married again? I'm really anxious."
When Mrs. Song saw Murong Rong coming out, she looked like she had seen a ghost: "Why are you here?"
"Otherwise? Where should I be? In the lounge?" Murong Rong said with a faint smile: "It should have been, but Miss Lin reminded me that she was going on a date with Mr. Song, so I, the ex-wife, should get to know each other quickly and get out.
I think so. As an ex, you still have to be more qualified and don't always be an eyesore and ruin other people's good things. But I didn't expect Miss Lin to be so anxious. The baby in her belly was not even three months old, and she became affectionate with Mr. Song.
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After hearing Murong Rong's words, the guests present couldn't help but look at each other.
Are the Song family crazy? Knowing that the old man will leave so many shares to her, why are they still entangled with the little goblin?
However, after a second thought, I realized that the Song family probably didn't know that the old man had left this will, which led to today's situation.
This is so embarrassing and so good.
Murong Rong and Song Chuhe are divorced. Doesn't that mean that they both have a chance? As long as they think that Murong Rong will marry in with 12% of the Song family's shares, the fact that she has been married suddenly becomes unimportant.
He became more and more enthusiastic about her.
When Mrs. Song saw this scene, her face turned green with anger, and she couldn't bear it anymore, so she pushed the door open and walked in.
Soon, there was a burst of exclamations and crying in the lounge.
Murong Rong heard clearly and felt that it was becoming more and more boring, so he stepped up and prepared to leave.
Just then a figure stumbled over and knelt down in front of her.
"Rong Rong, I know I'm sorry for you, but Brother Chu He and I really just couldn't help ourselves. Now that I'm pregnant again, you can't bear to let my child be born without a father."
"Be patient."
Lin Yawei was about to cry, but she was stopped by the word "Murong Rong".
"Rongrong... how could you do this? You are trying to kill our mother and son." As he said this, he started crying again.
Murong Rong bent down and looked at Lin Yawei, whose eyes were full of accusations: "Lin Yawei, you should know that if you want to marry Song Chuhe, I will never stop you. I don't care about a dirty man. You should also understand that Song Chuhe is not going to marry Song Chuhe now."
There is only one reason why I am willing to marry you, and that is that you and the child in your belly are not valuable enough. You have been abandoned."
Lin Yawei's face was pale, and her eyes looking at Murong Rong were full of disbelief and hatred.
Murong Rong didn't care. She straightened up, hugged Mr. Song's portrait, and was about to go back to the hall.
Suddenly, a cry sounded.
Murong Rong was startled for a moment, it was An An's voice.
She rushed over like crazy, and then saw An An being pushed to the ground by Nan Nan.
"Let your mommy bully my mommy! Let your mommy not let my mommy in! I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"
Nannan was always a little bully. In his rage, he took the dinner plate and threw it at An An's head.