Chapter 15 I really want to believe that Murong Rong is innocent
Rong Jiuci: "Don't you ever take other people's words seriously?"
"What?"
"I said, no matter what you want, for the sake of that night, I will satisfy you. You don't need to use these unsavory tricks in front of me. Murong Rong, it is a good thing for a woman to be scheming, but if she is scheming,
Being too deep will only make people disgusted, do you understand?"
Listening to Rong Jiuci's natural accusation, Murong Rong also lost control of his emotions: "You don't know anything, that's not the case at all!"
"So what?" Rong Jiuci's voice became colder: "Before, you told Chen Chen through An An's mouth that you were kicked out of the house, which was very pitiful. But in fact, you and Song Chuhe are in love and sweet. You are here
The Song family is also highly respected, and it is a pleasure to get along with my husband's family."
Rong Jiuci thought about that morning again, when he went downstairs because he was worried about Murong Rong and saw their embrace at the door of the ward.
And yesterday afternoon at the hotel door, I saw Mrs. Song and Song Chuhe being so close and welcoming Murong Rong so warmly.
But in a blink of an eye, she drank wine, was chased by Mr. Huang, broke into his box, and finally fell drunk in his arms.
He really wanted to believe that Murong Rong was innocent, but he really couldn't deceive himself.
"I……"
Murong Rong wanted to explain, but when she saw Rong Jiuci's expression, she knew there was no need to say anything more.
Besides, those things in the past were not honorable, and speaking of them would only make her extremely embarrassed.
Murong Rong took a deep breath: "Mr. Rong, thank you very much for last night. I also know that I brought you trouble, but please believe that this was not my intention. Finally, thank you very much."
After saying that, Murong Rong wrapped himself in a quilt, got off the bed, and walked out.
However, her wrists were grabbed before she even took a step forward. Rong Jiuci's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was displeasure on her handsome face: "You plan to go out like this?"
"I'll go out later and ask the club staff to buy clothes for me. Don't worry about it, Mr. Rong."
"So, you failed to seduce me and are planning to attack other people? Murong Rong, you have to remember that you are married and have a daughter. Don't let her be shamed by you!"
Before Murong Rong could speak, his clothes were thrown at him: "Change into them."
Murong Rong subconsciously took the clothes, and her first reaction was to refuse.
She didn't want to have anything to do with Rong Jiuci anymore.
Even though Rong Jiuci was noble and powerful, she didn't need his help.
"I'm just looking at An An's face. If you want to be truly grateful, just be more attentive to An An." Thinking of the little girl who was covered in injuries, Rong Jiuci became even more dissatisfied with Murong Rong.
When I heard him suddenly mention his daughter, I almost cried when I thought that a child as young as An An had to endure so much pain.
Murong Rong took a deep breath: "Mr. Rong, thank you again."
She didn't say anything in return, nor did she say thank you, nor did she say goodbye. She knew he didn't need her, he only hated her, and she didn't want to see him again.
Every time she saw Rong Jiuci, she couldn't help but think of her ridiculous marriage.
As soon as Murong Rong stepped out of the dusk, a figure rushed over.
Murong Rong was startled. Looking at Mr. Huang who suddenly appeared in front of her, she did not hesitate to take out her cell phone and call the police.
Mr. Huang quickly said: "Miss Mu, don't be afraid. I'm just here to apologize to you. I didn't know you were Mr. Rong's confidante. Please forgive me for the many conflicts."
Mr. Huang humbly apologized. He never thought that little Murong Rong would be related to a big shot like Rong Jiuci.
Thinking of Huo Yanshen's overt and covert warning last night, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body. He looked at Murong Rong with an even more flattering expression: "Miss Mu, I have heard about the Qin family's affairs. This contract is not respectful.
.I hope you can take over the Song family as soon as possible. Please speak kindly to me in front of Mr. Rong in the future."
With that said, he put a contract into Murong Rong's hand, and soon left with his men for fear of being misunderstood. Even when Murong Rong called him, he didn't look back.
Murong Rong looked at the contract in her hand and was a little stunned. She originally thought that she had to give everything she cherished to get the contract, but now she got it.
She knew very well that this was because Mr. Huang had misunderstood.
Originally, she should have made it clear to Mr. Huang, but she didn't for the sake of her daughter.
Murong Rong called a car and went to Song's house.
When she arrived, Lin Yawei was taking a walk accompanied by her servant, holding her waist and holding out her still-not-pregnant belly.
When he saw Murong Rong, he immediately frowned: "Murong Rong, why are you here so early? I tell you, if you can't get the contract, there is no need to discuss anything!"
Snapped--
Murong Rong threw the contract on the table: "Qingzi."
Lin Yawei subconsciously picked up the contract and flipped through it. Sure enough, it was Huang's contract. He looked at Murong Rong in surprise: "Okay, I got it so quickly."
She originally thought that even if Mr. Huang was willing to relent, it would take several days, but she didn't expect that Murong Rong could get it in just one night, with such favorable conditions.
Lin Yawei couldn't help but look at Murong Rong with a new look.
Murong Rong was too lazy to pay attention to Lin Yawei and walked inside.
Lin Yawei stopped her: "Murong Rong, where are you going?"
"Looking for Song Chuhe, don't forget what you promised me." Murong Rong looked at Lin Yawei and said: "Lin Yawei, you'd better not play tricks at this time. You should understand that if I can sign this contract, I can make it
I'm sorry, are you sure you can afford it?"
Lin Yawei couldn't help but take a breath, and when she realized that she was intimidated by Murong Rong's aura, she couldn't help but feel very angry.
She glared at Murong Rong.
At this time, Murong Rong was no longer wearing the revealing black dress she had deliberately chosen before.
She was wearing a knitted sweater, Niu Ziku, and a pair of white shoes on her feet. She was so pure and simple that she didn't look like a woman who had given birth to a child.
However, this Murong Rong is beautiful, just like the independent orchid Pingting in the valley.
This was something she couldn't maintain no matter how much money she spent on maintenance. Lin Yawei suddenly became jealous and hated Murong Rong more and more.
If Murong Rong hadn't forced Song Chuhe to marry her because of her father's love for dying to save the old man, she wouldn't have followed Song Chuhe so much without a name or status. Even her own son couldn't recognize him openly.
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Now that she had finally managed to survive, Murong Rong came to wreak havoc again.
She couldn't forget the surprise and desire that flashed in Song Chuhe's eyes when he saw the newly dressed Murong Rong yesterday.
That is the most primitive feeling a man has for a woman.
This was how she hooked Song Chuhe in the first place.