Murong Rong looked at the dim light emitting from the long corridor and stopped.
"What are you stopping for? Let's go quickly." Mrs. Song looked very anxious.
Murong Rong did not move, turned to look at her, and asked doubtfully: "I remember that the place I made an appointment with Detective Yang was at the coffee shop on the top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel. Why did it suddenly become the presidential suite?"
Mrs. Song heard this and said angrily: "Don't I blame you? If you hadn't wasted so much time, Detective Yang wouldn't have changed his job to the president just because he wanted to help a wealthy lady catch an adulterer.
Let’s meet in the suite. It’s very expensive to rent a presidential suite, okay?”
"I'd better give Detective Yang a call and ask about the situation." Murong Rong said and took out her cell phone.
Mrs. Song couldn't help but stop her: "What are you calling? Now go to the door. Can't we just go in and take a look?"
"This matter is very important, it's better to ask clearly." Murong Rong dialed the phone regardless of Mrs. Song's obstruction, but no one answered.
Mrs. Song was already impatient: "Since you don't want to go, then go back quickly."
After saying that, Mrs. Song left Murong Rong behind and walked towards the reserved presidential suite.
Originally, Mrs. Song thought that if she did this, Murong Rong would immediately follow her.
Who knew that Murong Rong didn't move at all.
Mrs. Song couldn't help but grit her teeth, knocked on the door and walked in.
The location of the presidential suite was a bit far from the entrance of the corridor. The person who opened the door was standing in the room again. Murong Rong could not see the other person's appearance and could only vaguely hear some sounds.
The speaker's voice was Detective Yang's in her memory.
Was she really overthinking it and being too suspicious?
At this time, Mrs. Song had already entered the presidential suite, and then a cry was heard.
"Nannan! Nannan, what's wrong with you? Don't scare grandma!"
Murong Rong was stunned. Didn't he say that there was news about Nan Nan? Why did Mrs. Song's voice sound like she had already found Nan Nan?
Then the cry of a child started, and it was messy, as if something had happened.
Murong Rong couldn't help but walked over quickly. As soon as she reached the door of the room, she felt something was wrong. She saw two pairs of men's leather shoes on the shoe rack at the door.
Murong Rong was about to leave immediately.
However, when she turned around, she realized that two men were blocking her way.
They stared at her with evil intentions written all over their eyes.
Mrs. Song walked out of the room and saw Murong Rong preparing to run away. She couldn't help but sneered: "I said you are a cunning woman. If you don't set up a trap, you won't be able to catch her."
Murong Rong took a step back and looked at Mrs. Song with a cold look: "So, all these things were your plan from beginning to end, and you even didn't hesitate to curse Nannan?"
Mrs. Song felt a little frightened by Murong Rong's eyes. She soon calmed down and said with a sneer: "Murong Rong, you don't have to act like you're fighting for Nannan's embrace? You don't have the qualifications!
If it weren't for you, my Song family would be fine now, and we wouldn't have ended up like this! It's all your fault! You have to pay the price for this!"
Mrs. Song immediately ordered the bodyguard: "Drag her in!"
The bodyguard listened to the order and immediately rushed towards Murong Rong.
All of them were strong and muscular, and Murong Rong was no match at all. He was pushed into the presidential suite without the ability to resist.
boom!
Hearing the door being forcefully closed, Murong Rong's heart skipped a beat, but she calmed down instead. She looked at Mrs. Song and said, "What plans and purposes you have, you can tell them now. There is no need to bother anymore."
These are false."
"Purpose? My purpose is to make you pay with blood and destroy you!" Madam Song's voice suddenly became sharp, and her eyes slowly filled with hatred, as if she wanted to pounce on Murong Rong and eat Murong Rong's flesh.
Murong Rong calmed down instead, and she said calmly and firmly: "I don't dare."
"I don't dare? What a joke! What can I not dare to do against a woman like you!"
"Because Rong Jiuci. Unless you deal with me today and find a place to commit suicide, he will have many ways to make you regret it."
Mrs. Song was so angry that he wanted to refute, but couldn't say a word. Even though she had eaten more rice than Rong Jiuci for so many years, she only had fear and timidity when she stood in front of that man.
"Since I have nothing else to do, I'll leave first." Murong Rong turned around and walked out.
Looking at the two bodyguards standing in front of her, Murong Rong glanced at them: "What? Are you interested in provoking Rong Jiuci?"
The bodyguard's expression suddenly changed. Even though they were at the bottom of society, they knew the weight of these three words Rong Jiuci.
"Don't let her go!" Mrs. Song finally reacted and immediately went to stop Murong Rong, shouting: "Don't let her go. If we really let her go, we will have no way to survive!"
As she spoke, Mrs. Song stretched out her hand to grab Murong Rong, trying to drag her back. Her eyes were full of turbidity, full of hatred and fierceness, as if she was dragging Murong Rong into the quagmire.
And, she did plan to do this.
She could never let go that just because of such a woman, the Song family fell into decline, and she also fell from the noble lady that everyone envied to what she is now.
"Murong Rong, you owe all this to the Song family! If you are resentful, then resent yourself for doing things too badly!"
Murong Rong, however, turned sideways to hide, and grabbed Mrs. Song's wrist without leaving any room for strength.
As Mrs. Song cried out in pain, Murong Rong's eyes shone with anger: "What do I owe the Song family? Did I do things too wonderfully? If I really wanted to do things wonderfully, I should have done it deliberately the last time in Feise."
The crime of injury will send you to jail! Instead of paying a private detective to find Nannan’s whereabouts after hearing about Nannan’s disappearance!
Mrs. Song, I have done enough, if you are smart, you should not provoke me again!"
Mrs. Song had never heard Murong Rong say such words before, and she felt a rare guilty conscience.
Murong Rong's eyes were very bright, like an unsheathed sword, so sharp that it could hurt anyone at any time.
In fact, she didn't want to keep mentioning the past, it wouldn't bring her the slightest pleasure.
Mrs. Song was silent for a long time, and finally just said: "Whether you were right or wrong in the past, it's all over. There's no point in pursuing it if you want to pursue it. But no matter what you say this time, I won't let you go easily."
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But don’t worry, I won’t really do anything to you. This time I tried my best to find you, just to get you to take off your clothes and take some photos.”
Murong Rong's eyes were even colder: "Are you trying to threaten me by taking a photo of me falling asleep?"