She seemed to be beautiful again. Wearing a coat of the same color as Rong Jiuci, she was still dazzling standing next to him, and Rong Jiuci was not able to take away any of her glory.
You must know that Rong Jiuci not only has a great appearance, but also has a cold, arrogant and dignified temperament. Even Ye Wanxin, who was carefully raised by the Ye family, often feels gloomy when standing next to Rong Jiuci.
When those appraising, condemning, and disgusting eyes were cast on her, Murong Rong's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
She instinctively wanted to hide.
This is a person's instinctive reaction when facing huge pressure, but she did not move after all.
She doesn't need to hide, and she can't hide.
Rong Jiuci looked back at Murong Rong and saw that she was still standing beside him obediently, with a trace of satisfaction in her eyes.
He held Murong Rong's hand and walked over and said hello to the second old man: "It's been a long time, second grandpa, are you still strong?"
The second old man smiled and said: "Tough, very tough. Seeing how well you manage Rong's family, I have no choice but to live shamelessly for a few more years and enjoy the wealth of this family."
"Second Grandpa is such a reward." After exchanging a few words with the Second Grandpa, Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong and said, "Rong Rong comes here to say hello, call me Second Grandpa."
"Second Grandpa." Murong Rong subconsciously called out along with Rong Jiuci, and then his face suddenly burned up.
She was really stunned just now, she actually followed Rong Jiuci and shouted like this.
It made her want to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
Rong Jiuci was very satisfied and gave Murong Rong a teachable look.
The second old man finally laid his eyes on Murong Rong and nodded: "She is really beautiful, Jiu Ci. You are so lucky to have found such a beautiful girlfriend."
"She's not a girlfriend, she's a fiancée." Rong Jiuci said calmly: "Rong Rong and I are scheduled to get married on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. Second Grandpa must prepare red envelopes."
The second old man was very surprised when he heard Rong Jiuci's words, but he didn't say anything, he just nodded with a smile.
Father Rong's face suddenly darkened, and he couldn't help but wink at his wife. When he saw her sitting there like a wooden figure, he couldn't help coughing.
Mrs. Rong looked up and saw her husband glaring at her. She couldn't help but snorted in her heart, and finally spoke: "Jiu Ci, come and sit down."
Rong Jiuci walked over with Murong Rong, and the person who was sitting next to Mrs. Rong had wisely moved her seat.
Rong Jiuci first asked Murong Rong to sit down, and then called the servant: "Send me a bowl of hot soup."
The servant did not dare to neglect and soon brought a bowl of hot chicken soup.
Rong Jiuci took it and handed it to Murong Rong: "Drink it, it will warm you up."
Under the gaze of so many people, how could Murong Rong drink any longer: "Put it down first."
"Why are you putting it down? Your hands are so cold. How can you warm them by putting them aside?" Rong Jiuci simply scooped up the chicken soup with a spoon and brought it to Murong Rong's mouth.
This suddenly became more eye-catching.
Murong Rong had no choice but to refuse, so she had no choice but to drink it. In order not to attract everyone's attention, she had to take the soup bowl and drink the chicken soup quickly.
After eating a bowl of chicken soup, my whole body warmed up and I felt much better.
Seeing this scene, Mrs. Rong felt it was an eyesore and couldn't help but said: "Jiu Ci, let's discuss things with the Rong family. Why did you bring this woman here? Isn't this a joke?"
Mrs. Rong was filled with anger as she spoke. After all, she had always been dissatisfied with Murong Rong, especially when her son had admitted Murong Rong's identity in public just now.
Rong Jiuci frowned: "Mom, she is not this woman. I have made it very clear that I want to marry Murong Rong. In fifteen days, she will change her name and call you mom."
Mrs. Rong's face suddenly turned ugly after listening to her son's words.
Father Rong couldn't bear it anymore and frowned: "Jiuci, is this how you talk to your mother? What's your attitude?"
Rong Jiuci turned to look at his father. He saw the dissatisfaction and anger on his father's face, but his expression remained calm: "Dad, I just discussed my marriage with my mother. If there is any offense, please forgive me.
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"What kind of marriage? If I don't agree, it won't count!"
Rong Jiuci smiled: "I'm afraid what you said doesn't count. After all, it's me who gets married, not you."
Rong Jiuci's words were very light, but his attitude was very tough.
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became tense.
Their father and son looked at each other, their eyes colliding in the air, as if fire was exploding.
Rong's father was angry and angry.
Rong Jiuci has been his pride since he was a child, and it is also his greatest achievement. This was fine in the past.
Until he met Murong Rong, his son changed.
It was really like I was in a daze, and I didn't care about anything for this woman.
Father Rong couldn't accept it at all.
But even though he was angry, he still had sense and knew that now was not the time to have an attack.
He took a deep breath: "We will talk about this later. Now the matter of the ancestral graves is important!"
Immediately, some members of the Rong family stood up: "Jiu Ci, as the head of the Rong family, you naturally understand the rules of the Rong family, but you still insist on burying the children born to women outside your home in the ancestral graves of the Rong family. Are you right about this?
Do you want to explain it to everyone?"
"Yes, I have to explain it and give everyone an explanation! Otherwise, everyone will think that they don't need to abide by these rules."
The second old man couldn't help it: "Jiuci, you have also seen that everyone's attitude is very fierce. Look at this, I still have a mountain in the suburbs.
This mountain has lush vegetation and a beautiful environment. It is a good place. How about moving the child's ashes there so that the child will not be left alone and it can be considered as an explanation for everyone?"
This suggestion given by the second old man is actually very good. If it had been proposed before, Murong Rong would have agreed and would be extremely grateful to him.
But An An had already been buried, or she had just been buried, and she didn't want to move An An so soon.
Her daughter's life has been too hard since she was born, and she can't live in peace even if everyone is gone.
More importantly, Rong Jiuci's promise that day moved her heart.
Rong Jiuci said: A hundred years from now, they will still be a family of four and they will be reunited.
What kind of reunion would it be if An An was moved out?
However, Murong Rong also knew that he had no room for objection.
Just when she was anxious, Rong Jiuci refused without hesitation.
"Second Grandpa, I thank you for your kindness, but I cannot agree. An An must be buried in the Rong family cemetery."
The second old man frowned: "Jiuci, I don't know why you chose to do this? But you must understand that no one will support your choice."
"Who said that?"
Suddenly a voice came from outside the door: "I support it. I agree that the little girl is buried in the Rong family's ancestral grave. If you have any objections, why don't you come and tell me!"