Rong Jiuci liked to be quiet. After toasting with Huo and his wife, he said hello to Huo Yanshen and went to the lounge.
In the lounge, Rong Jiuci thought of Murong Rong while sitting on the sofa.
His curled fingers tapped on his knees, and finally he dialed the video number for Murong Rong.
The ringtone rang for a long time, until the call was almost hung up, and then the call was answered.
Murong Rong's face appeared in the video: "What's the matter?"
Listening to Murong Rong's somewhat cold voice, Rong Jiuci's brows couldn't help but jump a little: "Can't I come to you if nothing happens?"
Murong Rong did not answer.
Rong Jiuci didn't want to dwell on what he said just now, and said, "Today is the 30th anniversary of Uncle Huo's wedding. I'll have someone pick you up."
"No." Murong Rong refused without hesitation. No matter how stupid she was, she knew what the occasion was.
She didn't want to and felt that she was not suitable to attend such an occasion.
"Why not?" Rong Jiuci's voice deepened slightly: "Give me a reason?"
Murong Rong's eyelashes trembled. Her reason was very simple, just like what Madam Rong said just now.
It is too difficult for the young lady of the Rong family to sit in this position.
Now she just wants to make money happily and doesn't want to embarrass herself so much.
However, looking at Rong Jiuci's downcast face, Murong Rong didn't want to argue with him. That would be of no use. He just said: "I'm outside now."
Rong Jiuci also noticed Murong Rong's environment: "Are you still at the horse farm?"
"Well, I want to stay for a while and see the horses again, is that okay?"
After Chen Chen was picked up by Mrs. Rong just now, Murong Rong looked at the galloping horse and suddenly had an idea.
Perhaps her new works can be designed according to the twelve zodiac signs, and the horse among them is her first work.
It was precisely because of this that she never went back.
"There's nothing wrong with it, I just didn't expect you to like horses so much. This was my mistake. After I've been busy for a while, I'll take you to ride a horse. It's just you and me. Then you can do everything without being restrained.
matter."
When Murong Rong heard this, she couldn't help but turn her head and look over, and then she saw the meaningful smile on Rong Jiuci's face.
At that moment, something seemed to rush into his mind, and Murong Rong's cheeks suddenly turned red.
She was extremely embarrassed and said: "Rong Jiuci, you are the president of Rong Group, you are so high and powerful, why do you think about messy things all day long! You are really going too far!"
Rong Jiuci couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "What a mess? Riding a horse with you is a mess?"
Rong Jiuci came closer, and his face was enlarged on the phone screen. His extremely prosperous and handsome appearance was still intimidating even across the distance.
"Or are you thinking about random things?" There was a smile on his lips, and his words were merciless: "Murong Rong, you are blushing like this, because you think that I said I would take you to ride a horse. Do you mean Ma Zhen? If you
I really want to and insist on it, and I will cooperate with you."
"Pfft——"
Murong Rong was so frightened that he coughed and growled: "Rong Jiuci!"
Is this man crazy? He openly says these things?
"What are you excited about? Don't tell me, that's not what you said. You can't lie to me." There was a smile on Rong Jiuci's lips: "Rong Rong, I'm very happy."
Murong Rong: "..."
She didn't say a word and hung up the phone.
This man Rong Jiuci is really crazy.
She is also crazy.
At that moment, how did the scene appear in her mind?
Murong Rong didn't know, she only knew that her heart was in a mess.
She picked up the paintbrush and continued painting.
She wanted to calm herself down by drawing, but when she came to her senses, she realized that she had drawn another picture of a horse, and two figures had been outlined on the horse.
When Murong Rong came back to his senses and saw what he had written, he suddenly threw the pen away as if it had been burned.
Damn it, what on earth is she drawing!
Murong Rong originally wanted to tear off the painting, but when he heard the hissing sound, he stopped.
Rong Jiuci looked at the hung up phone, and the anxious and shy look of Murong Rong just now appeared in front of her eyes. She couldn't help but feel hot. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to tug on the tie and unbuttoned the collar.
But this did not relieve the heat in his body. His body temperature continued to rise. It was as if clusters of flames were flowing in his blood, trying to dry out the blood in his body. This made Rong Jiuci extremely uncomfortable and extremely...
eager.
Thinking of Murong Rong's graceful figure, he wished he could drag her over immediately, devour her alive, and devour her.
Rong Jiuci suddenly felt something was wrong. Even if he was interested in Murong Rong, he would not become like a lustful evil spirit.
He stood up suddenly and walked out. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone to call Yang Kaiqing. Before his call was dialed, the door of the lounge was opened.
A slender figure walked in.
Ye Wanxin walked in swaying with champagne in her hand and wearing a sapphire blue dress.
"Jiuchi, you are here? What a coincidence." The makeup on her face was exquisite and elegant, with a just right smile and surprise on her lips, as if she really just walked into a lounge and happened to bump into Rong Rong.
The nine words are the same.
"Is it a coincidence?" Rong Jiuci looked at Ye Wanxin coldly.
Ye Wanxin couldn't help but flinch. Seeing Rong Jiuci walking out without hesitation, he immediately chased after him as if he was waking up from a dream.
"Jiuci, please don't leave. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I have a lot to talk to you about."
"And Chen Chen... he will be five years old after the New Year. It is not a problem to study at home all the time. Let's discuss which school to send Chen Chen to?"
"Jiuchi, please stop first. Your complexion doesn't look good. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Let me take a look for you."
Ye Wanxin said a lot in a hurry, but Rong Jiuci's steps did not stop.
He treated her like air.
Seeing that Rong Jiuci was about to walk out of the lounge, Ye Wan became anxious. This was an opportunity she found with great difficulty, and she paid a huge price to get that glass of spiked wine into Rong Jiuci's hands.
Ye Wanxin gritted her teeth suddenly, abandoned the last reserve and shyness in her heart, and rushed towards Rong Jiuci.
She hugged Rong Jiuci from behind: "Jiu Ci, don't go. I know you are feeling uncomfortable, I know you are holding back a lot. I am willing, even if it is just to help you relieve yourself. Jiu Ci... we are an unmarried couple...
"
The moment she met him, Rong Jiuci's proud self-control was crumbling, and the desire he suppressed was roaring angrily in her body, and every drop of blood was writing desire.
"Get away!"
Rong Jiuci gritted his teeth hard, holding back drops of sweat: "Ye Wanxin, don't let me look down on you."
Ye Wanxin couldn't help but tremble. No matter how well prepared she was, she couldn't hold on when she heard Rong Jiuci's words at this moment.
Rong Jiuci told her to get out.
He said don't let me look down on you.
Perhaps no one knows that the most difficult thing for her to accept is being looked down upon by Rong Jiuci.