"Misunderstanding? I don't think this is a misunderstanding. I just heard you talking about right and wrong on the phone with my own ears." Chen Chen said word by word: "Or do you want to say that there is something wrong with my ears?"
The fat aunt suddenly became anxious: "Young Master..."
Chen Chen didn't look at it at all. He turned to Uncle Chen and said, "Although I don't live here often, the people at home need to clean it up."
Uncle Chen did not dare to be negligent and immediately bent down and responded.
Chen Chen ignored them and turned to look at Murong Rong. A smile suddenly appeared on his delicate face, and she took Murong Rong's hand: "Auntie, come with me quickly."
Murong Rong turned around and glanced at the fat aunt and woman with gray faces, ignored them, and followed Chen Chen away.
"Chen Chen thanked you just now. You helped auntie a lot." If Chen Chen hadn't suddenly appeared, she would definitely not have been able to keep her job.
"No, I'm so useless. I can't help auntie with anything." Chen Chen's little face was full of frustration.
Murong Rong said quickly: "Nonsense, Chen Chen is the best child I have ever seen."
Chen Chen lowered his head with a sad look on his face: "If I were the best child, Auntie wouldn't have to work so hard."
Murong Rong was stunned for a moment, not expecting Chen Chen to say this.
She laughed: "It's not hard."
Chen Chen obviously didn't believe it.
Murong Rong held his shoulders and said: "It's really not hard, because this job is very important to me, so I don't feel hard at all."
Chen Chen thought that it was indeed not hard for him to fight with his father in order to see Murong Rong, and he nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, something occurred to him: "Why don't you come here to work, aunt? I will give you all my pocket money."
Uncle Chen almost screamed when he heard this. Does his young master know how much pocket money he has?
Murong Rong didn't expect Chen Chen to say this, but facing the little guy's expectant eyes, she could only shake her head and refuse: "Chen Chen, I'm sorry, auntie can't accept it."
Rong Jiuci didn't like her, and he didn't want her to get close to his son. If she really stayed and was discovered by Rong Jiuci one day, she wouldn't be able to escape even if she jumped into the Yellow River.
What's more, she still wants to find An An's biological father.
Chen Chen was very anxious: "Then wouldn't it be difficult for me to see my aunt and eat the food she cooked?"
Chen Chen said, almost unable to hold back his tears.
Murong Rong was also a little bit intolerant, thought for a moment and said, "Well, let's do this. I will take time to come over and cook for you every day after get off work. If you are really busy, I will send you a lunch box, okay?"
Chen Chen really wanted to say no.
Being under strict control by his father these days, his heart was full of longing for Murong Rong and An An, but after all, he couldn't bear Murong Rong's embarrassment, so he forced himself to nod.
He warned: "Auntie, you must remember to come."
Murong Rong responded with a smile.
Only then did Chen Chen become happy.
Murong Rong played with him for a while, and then went into the kitchen to make a hundred dumplings and freeze them in the refrigerator so that Chen Chen could cook them and eat them when he got hungry.
After finishing it, Murong Rong will leave.
Chen Chen was very reluctant to give up, but he knew that An An needed his aunt more than he did.
He didn't hold back but collected a lot of gifts he liked and gave them to An An.
Murong Rong did not refuse and touched Chen Chen's little head: "An An will be very happy if she knows about it. I will thank you on her behalf."
She talked to Chen Chen for a while, then took the shuttle bus arranged by the cleaning company and left.
As soon as the shuttle bus left, the long motorcade stopped at the door of the villa.
Rong Jiuci opened the car door, stepped out on shiny leather shoes, and strode into the villa.
Uncle Chen immediately came over and took the briefcase from Rong Jiuci's hand.
Rong Jiuci walked inside and asked, "How is Chenchen today?"
"The young master has just finished practicing the piano and has gone back to his room to sleep."
"Aren't you making a fuss about not eating?"
Uncle Chen said: "No, the young master had a big bowl of soup dumplings for dinner."
Rong Jiuci's expression relaxed a little.
Seeing this, Uncle Chen asked: "Young Master, have you had dinner?"
"Not yet. Please order some dumplings for me too."
Uncle Chen: "..."
Those dumplings were his young master's favorite. After eating them just now, he even counted them. If he knew that the young master had eaten them, he would probably cause trouble again.
Seeing Uncle Chen not moving, Rong Jiuci asked, "Is there any problem?"
"No, no. Please wait a moment, young master." After saying that, he went to the kitchen in a hurry.
When the dumplings were served, Rong Jiuci had just finished an overseas phone call. Originally, he just wanted to eat something casually to satisfy his stomach.
Who would have thought that I couldn't stop eating once I finished eating the last dumpling, and I was still a little unsatisfied: "The skills in the kitchen today are pretty good."
Uncle Chen smiled, but he was thinking in his heart. It seems that he must buy some gifts tomorrow to have a good relationship with Miss Mu. The hundred dumplings in the refrigerator are not enough to eat.
After dinner, Rong Jiuci went to the third floor to see Chen Chen.
I saw him lying on the bed, sleeping soundly with his belly turned.
Rong Jiuci sat by the bed and looked at his son's sleeping face, and couldn't help but nod his nose. His eyes, which were always dark and deep, were full of love.
"Rascal."
Chen Chen seemed to feel something, frowned and muttered something.
Rong Jiuci stayed for a while and then returned to the master bedroom on the second floor.
Originally, he planned to deal with emails for a while, but when he put on his nightgown and looked at the soft bed, the fatigue in his body rushed out.
No matter how strong his willpower was, it was of no use at this moment. He just led Rong Jiuci into sleep.
The next day, when she woke up and looked at the sun rising high outside the window, Rong Jiuci was very surprised.
His sleep quality has never been very good. Although he is not unable to fall asleep, he rarely sleeps so soundly.
The bed last night seemed magical.
"Good morning, young master." Uncle Chen said hello immediately when he saw Rong Jiuci coming down from upstairs: "Breakfast is ready."
Rong Jiuci originally planned to refuse, but thinking about the taste of the dumplings last night, he couldn't help but sit over.
But after taking a bite, he frowned: "Who made today's breakfast? Why is it different from last night's?"
Of course it's different. Miss Mu made the dumplings last night.
But Uncle Chen also knew how much Rong Jiuci disliked Murong Rong, so he made an excuse: "Yes, there was something going on at Sister-in-law Li's house last night, so she asked for leave. Today's breakfast was made by the chef hired from the old house.
of."
Rong Jiuci lost his appetite, put down his chopsticks and said: "Go and ask Mrs. Li if something happened at home, and help if you can. Ask her to come back as soon as possible. And the maid who cleaned my room yesterday
I don’t want to change people, they suit me very well.”
After Rong Jiuci finished his instructions, he picked up his briefcase and left.
Uncle Chen, who was left behind, was very distressed. Yesterday's dumplings and the room were all the work of Miss Mu. What should he do?