Who said that when money is just a series of numbers, no matter how much you spend, you have no feeling.
Lie.
Absolutely a lie.
Even if what was taken away now were just chips, Murong Rong could hardly stand it anymore.
"Rong Jiuci..." She looked at Rong Jiuci beside her in a hurry.
"Well, you did a good job, keep going."
Continue? Continue with what?
Murong Rong took a look and realized that another circle had begun.
"Rong Jiuci, if I can't do it, you can do it."
"Okay. If you lose, it's mine, if you win, it's yours. Don't be nervous."
Murong Rong: "..."
Is it anyone’s business to win or lose?
But Rong Jiuci was only willing to watch the excitement from the sidelines, and Murong Rong could only bite the bullet. Fortunately, after three rounds, she managed to find some clues.
After Qi Yinan played a card.
It was Murong Rong's turn. She looked at the cards in her hand and said, "Take it yourself."
She reached out from the card pool and pulled out a card.
Murong Rong looked at this card blankly, as if...it seemed like something was wrong.
Murong Rong hesitantly pushed down the thirteen cards in front of him: "That's nonsense."
"Are you crazy? You can't. It hasn't been long since this round started."
"What a fool, you're still thirteen."
"Damn, I'm actually doing something stupid."
Even Huo Yanshen, who was leisurely drinking tea, couldn't help but come over. He stretched his neck and looked at the cards in front of him: "It's really thirteen."
He gloated and laughed: "This time, you will lose all your underwear."
Song Yuanxiu pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said calmly: "Fortunately, compared with you, a person who has lost everything long ago, our situation is nothing."
Qi Yinan: "I don't know who has been eagerly waiting for an unlucky guy to take over, and then looked forward to the stars and the moon and finally waited for Ninth Brother."
He Qingyang: "I didn't expect Huo Xiaosi to be so capable that he would treat Ninth Brother as the unlucky guy."
Huo Yanshen suddenly jumped up: "What are you talking about? When did I regard Brother Ninth as a bad guy? I gave up my seat to Brother Ninth out of respect for Brother Ninth! Look, Brother Ninth and Miss Mu just now
What a great game. You've been fooling around for a long time. You can make a lot of money this time. Hurry up, don't act blindly, give me money, give me money."
"cut……"
When a group of people surrounded Huo Yanshen, Murong Rong turned to look at Rong Jiuci.
This was a completely subconscious behavior on her part.
When everyone in front of her was extremely strange to her, Rong Jiuci was the most familiar person to her and the one she instinctively wanted to rely on.
Because of Murong Rong's instinctive reaction, Rong Jiuci's face became much prettier, and the light in his eyes shone softly.
After that, Murong Rong refused to play any more cards no matter what.
Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong for a while and said, "If you are so unwilling, then peel a fruit for me."
Murong Rong agreed immediately. Compared with the frightening process of playing cards, peeling fruit for Rong Jiuci couldn't be easier.
She honestly peeled off the orange peel, even the white veins inside, and then presented it to Rong Jiuci.
Rong Jiuci didn't move, he just opened his mouth and motioned for Murong Rong to feed it into his mouth.
Murong Rong's first reaction was to refuse. This was too shameful in front of so many people.
"Fruit." Rong Jiuci reminded Murong Rong again: "Or do you want to continue playing cards?"
"I don't want to, I don't want to." Murong Rong refused again, picked up the peeled orange and put it into the man's mouth.
When Rong Jiuci bit the orange, his thin lips accidentally brushed her fingers.
The touch was light, soft and slightly moist, making Murong Rong's cheeks turn red instantly.
She suddenly stood up: "I...I'm going to the bathroom."
After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry without waiting for anyone else to answer.
Huo Yanshen: "Hey...Miss Mu, there is a bathroom in the box..."
It's a pity that Murong Rong didn't hear his reminder at all.
He turned to look at Rong Jiuci and couldn't help but said: "Brother Jiu, look how scared you are of this girl, she's almost turned into a rabbit."
"Just wait until she gets used to it." Rong Jiuci played with the mahjong tiles in front of him carelessly. After pulling up his sleeves slightly, he revealed the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist. The gemstone dial shone brightly under the light of the box.
.
"When you stand next to me in the future, you can no longer be as timid as before."
Hearing Rong Jiuci's words, Song Xiuyuan couldn't help but look at Rong Jiuci: "Brother Jiu, are you here for real this time?"
"When have I ever been fake?"
Qi Yinan couldn't help but said: "Brother Ninth, your choice really surprises me. Although this Miss Mu is indeed unparalleled, the status between you is also too different, let alone Uncle Rong and Aunt Rong.
I will agree, even if it’s just a nod, the gap between you makes you look inappropriate.”
"I think she is suitable, so she is suitable." Rong Jiuci's voice was very calm, but what was written between his eyebrows was undeniable: "She is the person I chose."
If I think she is suitable, she is suitable.
She is the one I choose.
When Murong Rong walked out of the box door, she suddenly remembered the purpose of her coming, and she wanted to go back, grab her things and leave.
But he never thought that when he turned around, he heard the conversation coming from the box.
At that moment, Murong Rong felt as if something had hit her heart hard, and the heart that had been wrapped up by her since An An was no longer around seemed to have been knocked out of a gap.
Although it was not big, it really exposed the softest part of her heart.
Murong Rong couldn't help but put her palms on her chest. The fierce beating silently told her how fresh and powerful her heart was at this moment.
At this moment, Murong Rong couldn't open the door of the box no matter what, or in other words, she really didn't know how to face the man in the box.
She hesitated for a long time, and finally turned around and went to the bathroom.
Standing in front of the sink, Murong Rong poured cold water on her face.
"Murong Rong!"
An old and sharp voice suddenly sounded. As soon as Murong Rong raised his eyes, he saw in the mirror a woman with gray hair, wearing a cleaning aunt's uniform, rushing in with tools in her hand.
Murong Rong subconsciously took two steps back, avoiding the mop in the woman's hand: "Are you that one?"
When the woman saw Murong Rong's confused look, her heart became even more angry, and she felt as if something was burning in her heart.
She roared angrily: "Stop pretending in front of me! Don't think that you can escape from the past by pretending that you don't know me! I tell you, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, I will go to the court to sue you.
Abandon your mother-in-law!"
"Mother-in-law?" Murong Rong blinked blankly. She carefully looked at the gray-haired woman in front of her, and finally saw a hint of familiarity from that ferocious face: "Mrs. Song?"
Listening to the woman's heavy snort, Murong Rong finally confirmed that this woman was Song Chuhe's mother, her ex-mother-in-law.