"I think the name Rong Xingyue is good. If you don't have any objections, just decide on An An's name. Tomorrow, grandpa will open an ancestral hall and write this name into the family tree. There is also An An's household registration. I have asked someone to apply for it.
Yes, let’s move here together tomorrow.”
Murong Rong nodded subconsciously and suddenly felt something was wrong. She blinked and said in disbelief: "You...what did you say? You want to transfer An An's household registration to your household registration? No, how can this be done?"
Murong Rong refused without hesitation. No matter what she did, she couldn't move An An's household registration.
Rong Jiuci frowned slightly when he heard Murong Rong's refusal: "I can't think of a reason for your refusal, unless you plan to be a runaway bride during the wedding?"
"I never had such a plan." Even if she didn't get married, she would have terminated the engagement before, not on the wedding day.
"Be good." Rong Jiuci looked much better when he heard Murong Rong's denial. Seeing her tense expression, he whispered: "Rong Rong, I know what's wrong with you. You just think that An An is not me.
biological daughter."
Not so!
An An is his daughter, the apple of his eye!
But in this case, Rong Jiuci did not dare to reveal a single word.
He held her shoulders with both hands, lowered his head and looked into her eyes and said: "But you have forgotten that from the day you nodded and agreed to marry me, your child is my child.
Now that she has lived in the Rong family cemetery, her household registration should be in my name. Rong Rong, you have to understand that in today's society, it is better for a child to take his father's surname and stay in his father's family."
Murong Rong raised her eyelids. From such a close distance, she could clearly see the seriousness and determination in Rong Jiuci's eyes.
Murong Rong knew she should refuse.
After all, with her status as An An, it would be a bad idea if her surname was Rong.
But Murong Rong could not say any words of rejection.
She knows very well how happy a girl is to have a father, especially An An likes Rong Jiuci so much.
Ye Wanxin was so sad when she suddenly revealed that An An was not of Rong family blood and could not be called Rong Jiuci's father on the day An An recognized her ancestor.
Now that I have changed my household registration, I have truly determined the relationship between father and daughter. No matter what happens, it cannot be changed.
An An, if An An were here, she would definitely be very happy.
Her precious daughter was supposed to grow up safely under her love and careful care, but instead she encountered something like this at a young age.
Even if her daughter has left her forever, she still wants her daughter to be happy.
Murong Rong did not refuse anymore and nodded slowly: "Okay."
Rong Jiuci felt relieved and stretched out his arms to hug Murong Rong into his arms.
He knew that after so many things, Murong Rong finally rested in his arms voluntarily.
The next day.
The genius shone brightly, and she woke up.
When she finished packing and came downstairs, Chen Chen was already sitting in the living room wearing a small suit and waiting.
"Mommy, we've sent my sister home. Now you can send me to kindergarten."
"Okay." Murong Rong agreed: "If An An knows that your brother is personally sending her off, she will definitely be very happy."
"I'm very happy to have a sister like An An." Chen Chen couldn't help but grab the necklace on his chest.
Just after saying a few words, Rong Jiuci came.
By the time they arrived at Rong's house, it was already bright outside.
Uncle De was guarding the gate. When he saw them, he immediately came up to them: "Young Master, the old master, the master and his wife are already at the ancestral hall."
"Thank you, Uncle De." Rong Jiu said his thanks, then took Murong Rong's hand and led her into the battery car.
Her hand was held in the palm of the man's palm. The man's scorching temperature made her feel like she was almost being burned, and her fingertips couldn't help but shrink.
Rong Jiuci turned to look at Murong Rong: "If you have me in everything, nothing will happen to you."
Chen Chen also leaned over, raised his head and said, "Mommy, don't worry, I will protect you and your sister."
Murong Rong relaxed a little, touched Chen Chen's hair and said, "Then please leave it to Chen Chen."
Uncle De was sitting in the front row. When he heard the conversation behind him, he couldn't help but look back and saw Murong Rong hugging Chen Chen, his face full of gentleness and kindness.
Uncle De suddenly felt a little nervous, and suddenly realized that this Murong Rong might have a very high rank.
Not only did she win over the eldest young master, but she also made the young master's eyes focus on her, and she was the one who kept calling for mommy.
The door of the Rong family ancestral hall has been opened, but there are not many people in the ancestral hall.
Apart from Old Master Rong and Mrs. Rong's father, there are only two old Masters.
Rong Jiuci held Murong Rong's hand and walked to Mr. Rong.
The ceremony began soon.
Mr. Rong stood at the front. After offering incense to his ancestors, he took out the family tree.
Under the supervision of the second old man, he picked up a pen and wrote the name Rong Xingyue next to Chen Chen.
From then on, An An had a new name and a new identity.
She is the serious daughter of the Rong family. She has a father and a mother, and elder relatives. She no longer has to worry about being driven out like a dog.
Rong Jiuci's expression also relaxed: "I'll trouble you this time."
Old Master Rong snorted coldly: "If you really want to say thank you, then show some sincerity." He glanced at Murong Rong's belly and said: "Since the wedding date has been set, you young people should work harder tonight.
Don’t always put your energy into your work. The work is never done and you all have to put it into each other.”
Murong Rong's face suddenly turned red. She never expected that Old Mrs. Rong would induce labor so easily.
She and Rong Jiuci are not married yet, which is terrible.
Rong Jiuci hugged Murong Rong and said, "Okay. It's just that the work at hand may temporarily trouble Grandpa."
Old Master Rong's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately said: "I don't think I need to be so anxious when you and Rong Rong are still young and reborn. You can think about it slowly."
After the old man Rong finished speaking, he took the second old man and left in a hurry, for fear that his grandson would catch him.
Rong Jiuci didn't feel it was a pity. Anyway, if he was really too busy in the future, the old man would be the best choice to take charge of the Rong family.
He was sure that grandpa would never refuse.
Mr. Rong, who had just walked out of the ancestral hall, sneezed hard and couldn't help laughing and said, "Jiu Ci must be plotting against my old man behind his back again."
Every time he was plotted by Rong Jiuci, his back felt so cold.
Old man Rong couldn't help but feel wary. He quickly called Uncle De over: "Quickly, help me think about it. How is Jiuci planning to plot against me this time? Should I be forced to go to Jingzhou now? Hey, this is not possible.
It’s too cold, what kind of big move did Jiu Ci hold back?”