"Hello, Miss Mu, we have been entrusted by Mrs. Rong to collect Miss An An's DNA information. Please cooperate."
Murong Rong looked at the leading man's elite look and his eyes were wary: "I have not received any notification from the Rong family."
"Miss Mu, please wait a moment." The leader took out his mobile phone and made a call. Soon, he handed the phone to her: "Miss Mu, Mrs. Rong wants to talk to you."
Murong Rong took the phone over and saw Mrs. Rong appearing on the screen of the phone.
Mrs. Rong said: "Murong Rong, I sent you here. You'd better cooperate and stop playing any tricks. Otherwise, you will only be the unlucky one. Do you understand?"
Murong Rong said lightly: "Thank you, Madam Rong, for reminding me."
After saying that, Murong Rong handed the phone to the man.
Her cold and indifferent attitude suddenly made Madam Rong's mood worse, but with her upbringing she couldn't force her subordinates to give their phones to Murong Rong just to scold her again.
Mrs. Rong took a deep breath and warned the man seriously again.
After hanging up the phone, the man began to collect An An's DNA information.
An An had already woken up when she was getting ready to start. Seeing so many strangers, she crawled into Murong Rong's arms with some fear.
"It's okay. These uncles are here to play with An An."
The man quickly smiled and coaxed An An in a soft voice. After he relaxed a little, he started.
Because of An An's illness, blood was not collected, but hair, nails, dander, etc. were collected.
After that, they told Murong Rong to leave.
An An nestled in Murong Rong's arms and looked up at her: "Mommy, can the things this uncle took away prove whether I am daddy's daughter?"
"Yeah." Murong Rong did not deal with An An just because she was a child.
"Oh." An An nodded, her face darkening: "Mommy, do you need to take a test to prove whether you are daddy?"
When Murong Rong heard this, her heart felt as if something had stabbed her. Just as she was about to speak, there was a knock on the door of the ward.
Murong Rong turned around and saw Rong Jiuci opening the door and walking in.
Rong Jiuci looked at An An's pale face and felt very distressed. He asked warmly: "An An, how do you feel? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
"It's not uncomfortable anymore." An An pulled the quilt up a little and shrank in: "Mommy, I'm tired and want to sleep."
"Well, go to sleep."
Murong Rong tucked An An into bed and patted her gently.
An An quickly closed her eyes.
Rong Jiuci glanced at Murong Rong: "Come out."
Murong Rong did not refuse, but said to Ji Baibai, "Baibai, please help me take care of An An."
"Don't worry if you leave it to me, I will definitely take good care of An An."
As soon as Murong Rong and Rong Jiuci left the ward, An An opened her eyes.
Ji Baibai couldn't help but point at Murong Rong's forehead: "Little elf, why are you pretending to be asleep?"
"Because I don't want to talk to daddy."
"Why?" Ji Baibai was surprised: "Don't you like your daddy very much?"
"Well, I like it very much. I still like it very much. But the reason why I don't like daddy is not because I like An An, so I am willing to be An An's daddy. It's because of the identification of the machine."
An An said, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and she pursed her lips: "An An really, really doesn't like it."
Ji Baibai looked at An An's aggrieved look and simply didn't know how to comfort the little girl. She couldn't tell her that in the adult world, especially in the eyes of a wealthy family like the Rong family, the blood relationship is more important than anything else.
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An An only cried for a moment and then quickly wiped away her tears. She also held her little face and let Ji Baibai see: "Godmother, can you still see An An crying?"
"Can't see it anymore."
"That's good." An An breathed a sigh of relief: "Mommy will be worried when she sees it. Mommy is already very tired, and An An can't let her worry anymore."
Ji Baibai looked at An An's sensible look and couldn't help but hug her into his arms: "An An, don't worry, everything will be fine."
In the corridor.
Rong Jiuci asked Murong Rong: "Why do you want to move from Dijingyuan? Do you want to use this method to make me angry, or do you deliberately use this method to make An An catch a cold and make me feel distressed?"
"Rong Jiuci!" Murong Rong couldn't help but raise his voice with anger in his expression: "In your heart, am I such an unscrupulous woman?"
"Then please explain what happened this time!" Rong Jiuci's handsome face tightened: "Don't try to deal with me by saying you don't have a sense of belonging. If I remember correctly, Dijingyuan is already written in your name."
Murong Rong couldn't help but smile, yes, Emperor Jingyuan was already written in her name.
But apart from this nominal possession, what else does she have?
Nothing there is hers.
Moreover, what An An was questioned in public was her identity and her personality. If she was still living in Rong Jiuci's villa, what would she become?
However, she did not say a single word of these words. A person with a privileged background like Rong Jiuci would never be able to understand her situation.
It's not his fault.
"Rong Jiuci." Murong Rong looked up at him and said softly: "Until the results of this paternity test come out, let's not meet again."
"What did you say?" Rong Jiuci's handsome face suddenly darkened, with deep anger in his black eyes: "Murong Rong, even if you make trouble, you should stop it in moderation. I will not always condone you."
Murong Rong's expression was calm: "If you say you are making trouble, then just think that I am making trouble. In short, I hope you can agree. Just don't meet again. It will be quick. Even for accuracy, it only takes three days at most.
, Rong Jiuci, you won’t be able to bear to see me for even three days, right?”
Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong coldly for a while, then suddenly sneered: "If this is what you want, then it will be as you wish."
After saying that, he walked away full of anger.
"Mr. Rong!"
Yang Kaiqing couldn't help shouting. He looked at Murong Rong and said angrily: "Miss Mu, what's the matter with you? My boss Rong didn't sleep a wink all night to deal with yesterday's mess. I heard that the young lady is sick.
, and hurried over again. You didn’t even say a soft word, and you drove away my boss, Mr. Rong. You, you went too far! You’d better think of how to apologize to Mr. Rong! "
Murong Rong looked at Yang Kai's retreating figure, but did not move. The corners of her lips raised, revealing a smile.
It would be great if the matter between her and Rong Jiuci could be resolved by making an apology.
She is willing to apologize to him a hundred times.
But it's not.
There were too many things separating her from him before.
Before, the reason why she mustered up the courage to take that step was because of An An.
But now An An is going to have another appraisal with Rong Jiuci, so it would be good for her and Rong Jiuci to not see each other for a while until all the dust settles.