When Murong Rong arrived at the company, she saw Ji Baibai waiting for her at the door.
"Why are you here so late?"
"There is a traffic jam on the road." Murong Rong did not mention Rong Jiuci.
Ji Baibai didn't have any doubts. She pulled Murong Rong and said, "Rong Rong, I've thought about it and you better not resign."
"What?"
"You also said before that the clothes the duck is wearing are unusual. That means that the person who designed the clothes is not an unknown person after all. If you can find the designer, it will be much easier to find the identity of the other person.
. You can only find this designer the further you go in this industry. And..."
Ji Baibai looked at Murong Rong and said seriously: "An An is such a caring child. If she knows that you have sacrificed so much for her, she will be uneasy for the rest of her life. It would be better if you work part-time under a pseudonym first.
."
"A pseudonym?"
"Yes." Ji Baibai thought for a moment and patted his thigh: "Just use my name."
"in vain……"
"I know you are very touched. There is no need to say it. It is so insincere to say it. If you really want to thank you, why not wait until I get married and help you design a wedding dress for me and make me the most beautiful bride?"
Blind the eyes of many people."
"Bride? Who is getting married?" a voice suddenly sounded.
A young man came out. He was in his twenties, extremely young and good-looking.
Murong Rong quickly said hello: "Mr. Cheng."
This young man is Ji Baibai's childhood friend and the boss of Weiguang Design Company.
Cheng Linchuan nodded and looked at Ji Baibai: "You haven't said yet, who is getting married?"
"Me. Of course it's me."
Cheng Linchuan's expression suddenly changed, and he grabbed Ji Baibai's wrist suddenly: "Ji Baibai, you are actually getting married? Who is your mistress? Tell me quickly."
Ji Baibai was confused by Cheng Linchuan's series of questions: "Xiao Chuanzi, are you okay?"
When Cheng Linchuan saw everyone's attention attracted, he took a deep breath and grabbed Ji Baibai's wrist: "Come in!"
Murong Rong couldn't help but smile when she saw Ji Baibai being brought into the office.
Murong Rong stayed busy with Li Yuxin all day long. When she got off work, Ji Baibai drove to pick her up and took her to the hospital.
When I was waiting to get out of the car, I saw Ji Baibai taking out large and small bags from the trunk, all of which were children's things.
Murong Rong was startled: "Bai Bai, you don't have to buy so many things for An An."
"That's not possible. We An'an should also have what the other children have." Ji Baibai stuffed several bags into Murong Rong's hands: "Hurry and get them."
Seeing Murong Rong hesitate, he glared at her: "If you keep nagging me, Fat Tiger will go crazy."
As he spoke, he made a tickling gesture.
Murong Rong could only surrender: "Okay, okay, it's up to you."
Ji Bai was satisfied: "That's pretty much it. Besides, it's not like I'm giving it for free. I'm investing in your future. When you become a world-class designer, I can win. With a small amount of money, I can go big.
I’m such a clever little guy.”
Murong Rong looked at Ji Baibai and felt very moved: "Thank you Baibai."
"Stop being so disgusting here and leave quickly."
As soon as Murong Rong and Ji Baibai arrived at the inpatient department, the attending doctor came over: "An An's recovery is not bad, and she can be transferred to the general ward now."
Murong Rong was very surprised and thanked the doctor repeatedly.
Ji Baibai hugged Murong Rong even more tightly: "Our An An is so filial. Knowing that her godmother wants to play with her, she got better quickly."
Murong Rong nodded repeatedly and went with Ji Baibai to clean up An An's ward.
The attending doctor couldn't help but shook his head. In fact, he was also surprised inside.
Logically speaking, with a condition as serious as An An's, it would be impossible for her to be discharged from the intensive care unit so quickly.
But when you think about the surprising thing about this little girl, it's not just this. It's incredible that she can survive to this day after being abused and beaten for many years.
It was as if there was some power supporting her in the dark, or it was because of a miracle.
…
An An was a little introverted, hiding in Murong's arms and secretly watching Ji Baibai.
Ji Baibai looked at the little girl's big eyes, and felt his heart softening: "Baby An'an, I am the godmother, can we play together?"
An An accepted life and hugged Murong Rong tightly with some fear.
Ji Baibai started to fake cry: "An'an ignores me... Wuwu... An'an doesn't play with her godmother, it's so sad... Wuwu..."
"No... don't cry..." An An's voice was thin and small: "If you don't cry, godmother, An An will play with you."
Ji Baibai was particularly excited: "Rong Rong, did you hear that? An An called me godmother."
After saying that, he hugged An An and kissed her face fiercely.
An An was so frightened that she quickly threw herself back into Murong Rong's arms.
Murong Rong hugged her daughter tightly, looking at Ji Baibai who was going crazy, speechless: "Be careful, you're scaring An An."
"I'm sorry, I'm just too excited. You can't blame me for this. Who makes An An so cute? Godmother An An really likes you."
An An showed a little of her head and said in a sweet voice, "I also like my godmother very much."
After finishing speaking, he buried his head in Murong Rong's arms.
Ji Baibai was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but screamed: "An'an, An'an, tell me again, you like your godmother."
An An didn't speak, just pursed her lips and looked at Ji Baibai smiling shyly.
…
Murong Rong waited for a week before receiving the first cleaning order.
She went for four hours in total.
As soon as he came out, Ji Baibai came up to him and asked eagerly: "How are you? Is it that person?"
Murong Rong shook his head: "I have seen photos of this family. The male owner is over fifty years old. He has a son and a daughter at home. The son is only twenty years old this year."
That is to say, he was only fifteen years old five years ago, and the man in the camera does not look like he was only fifteen years old.
"Then we can only keep up our efforts. Rong Rong, you have to believe that we will be able to catch that bitch man."
Murong Rong nodded, she never thought she would be able to find someone this time.
Ji Baibai asked again: "Rongrong, do you remember if that guy has any other characteristics?"
"It seems there is." Murong Rong said: "I remember that when I hugged him, there was a bulge on his lower back, like a scar, but that day was so chaotic that I can't be sure. Others,
I just can’t remember it.”
"It doesn't matter. It would be good to have one more clue like this. By the way, I have sent the work schedule to your mobile phone. Now that we have entered the twelfth lunar month, many mansions need to be cleaned. If they don't have enough manpower, they will go to the cleaning department.
The company is hiring people, this is a good opportunity and we must seize it."