Chapter 169 The pain of separation, the pain of death
After the other party hung up the phone for a long time, Murong Rong put away her phone. She was stunned, and the expression on her face was indescribable.
"Rongrong, are you okay?" Ji Baibai was very worried.
"I'm fine." Murong Rong raised her lips towards Ji Baibai and showed a slow smile: "This is good news. An An will be very happy if she knows it. This is the best result."
"Well, An An will be very happy." Ji Baibai knew how much An An wanted to be Murong Rong's daughter.
Just like Murong Rong said, An An would be very happy if she knew.
It was also the best result and the result that Murong Rong expected most.
But this result came so late, what is the difference between this and a knife stabbing Murong Rong's heart directly.
An An is no longer here!
Ji Baibai desperately wanted to comfort Murong Rong, but before she could speak, Murong Rong went back to work.
It seems that for Murong Rong now, nothing is more important than work.
In the middle of the night, Ji Baibai got up and saw bright light coming from the room where Murong Rong lived.
Then, she heard Murong Rong crying, a low, extremely suppressed sob in the darkness, which made people feel heartbroken and heartbroken.
Ji Baibai suddenly understood that Murong Rong's refusal to cry in front of her was not because she had slowly accepted the matter, but because she had been deceiving herself.
It was as if, as long as she refused to admit it, An An would open the door and walk in the next second.
Linhai Tingfeng Apartment.
Lin Yawei placed the freshly baked biscuits in front of Ye Wanxin: "Miss Ye, try it and see if it suits your taste?"
Ye Wanxin picked up a piece and put it in her mouth: "It's not bad. It's much better than before. You can sit down and have a drink with me."
Lin Yawei didn't dare to refuse, so she sat carefully opposite Ye Wanxin, took a sip of the cocktail, and then raised her eyes to look at Ye Wanxin.
Ye Wanxin was in a good mood tonight, humming cheerful tunes from time to time.
Ye Wanxin glanced at Lin Yaqi: "If you want to say anything, just say it. What does it look like to hesitate?"
Lin Yawei apologized quickly, and after waiting for a while, she couldn't help but asked: "Miss Ye, why did you ask someone to tell Murong Rong that the paternity test results between her and An An were biological mother and daughter? You didn't want Murong Rong to misunderstand before,
Is it better not to know for the rest of my life?"
"When I originally planned this, it was because An An was still alive, so I wanted them to get along but not recognize each other. But now An An is dead. It was the time when Murong Rong blamed herself, and now that she knows about it, then she
I will definitely regret it. I regret that I neglected An An in order to find my so-called biological daughter.
She would even think that if she hadn't ignored An An, An An would never have run out, wouldn't have met the kidnappers, and wouldn't have died. I think this kind of self-torture will definitely drive Murong Rong crazy."
Ye Wanxin couldn't help but laugh as she said this, as if she had thought of something funny.
However, Lin Yawei couldn't help but feel a chill all over her body. She really felt that Ye Wanxin was almost like a devil.
Ye Wanxin did not miss the change in Lin Yawei's expression, but she didn't care.
She wished that Lin Yawei was full of fear of her, otherwise how could she be obedient?
However, she was really sorry now, regretting that she could not see Murong Rong in pain.
Farewell is the most painful thing in life, and only this kind of pain can soothe the anger inside her.
The next day was Sunday. Murong Rong was not as busy going to work in the company as before, but went to Rong Group.
As soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw Rong Jiuci hurriedly walking out.
She was used to Rong Jiuci being calm and unhurried, and she had never seen him look so anxious.
Murong Rong's heart skipped a beat and she immediately walked over: "Rong Jiuci!"
Rong Jiuci saw Murong Rong and said, "I have something to do, you go back today."
Murong Rong did not leave and asked: "Is it Chen Chen?"
The day before yesterday, Chen Chen's condition stabilized and he returned to the Rong family's old home to recuperate.
Rong Jiuci did not answer her, but asked Yang Kaiqing to take her away first.
Murong Rong refused to leave: "Rong Jiuci, you have to tell me what happened to Chenchen?"
When she said this, Murong Rong's final voice was trembling, with a fear that only she knew clearly.
Rong Jiuci could only explain: "Chen Chen is losing his temper. Maybe something bad happened and he is crying. I will go back and take a look now."
Murong Rong knew that Rong Jiuci was deliberately avoiding the important things and making it clear that he didn't want her to know too clearly.
If it had been before, Murong Rong would have known enough to get out of the way.
But now, she didn't want to be very discerning. Her heart was beating faster and faster, as if something was about to happen.
"I'm going to see Chen Chen. If I can't see him, I will have random thoughts. I will only take a look. As long as Chen Chen is fine, I will leave immediately and never make Mrs. Rong angry."
Murong Rong took a slight breath, and his voice was full of pleading: "Rong Jiuci, I beg you."
Seeing Murong Rong like this, Rong Jiuci couldn't say no at all: "Okay, you come with me."
Murong Rong's expression relaxed and he immediately followed Rong Jiuci.
On the way back, Rong Jiuci received several urging calls from Mrs. Rong.
Murong Rong sat next to her, listening to those voices, her heart became more and more nervous.
Didn't it mean she had a fever? Why is Mrs. Rong so nervous?
However, Murong Rong did not dare to ask this question, as they all said that people's mouths are poisonous.
She was afraid that her unabashed words would come true, and Murong Rong was not willing to do so even if there was even a slight possibility.
The car was speeding all the way, and when we arrived at the Rong family, the old house of the Rong family was in a trembling state, and all the servants were trembling with fear, not daring to say a word.
Rong's father also came back, with an unconcealable eagerness on his face that was very similar to Rong Jiuci's.
Mrs. Rong's eyes were red and swollen, and she had obviously cried.
"Jiuchi, you're finally back." Seeing that her son couldn't bear it anymore, Mrs. Rong walked over quickly and said eagerly: "Look at Chenchen!"
"Do not worry."
Rong Jiuci briefly comforted her mother and walked into the room quickly.
Chen Chen's originally handsome little face has long been emaciated. Even though he survived this serious illness, his health has deteriorated a lot. Logically speaking, he should take good care of himself, but at this time, he is lying on the window.
His body is already halfway out.
His face was black and blue due to the cold wind outside, his lips were purple, and he was almost unconscious. But even so, he refused to come back. His little face was full of determination.
A large group of servants were guarding below. They did not dare to make loud noises for fear of scaring Chen Chen, so they could only watch anxiously.
Rong Jiuci's handsome face fell instantly.
He had seen Chen Chen lose his temper, but he had never seen him like this.
"What's going on?"
Mrs. Rong did not dare to meet her son's eyes and said evasively: "How did I know? Chen Chen suddenly acted like this."