Her sleeping posture was wrong just now, and she was a little stiff. She couldn't help but reach out to press it. The next second, the man's hot hand fell on her neck and helped her press it.
Murong Rong felt pain and comfort, and the hairs on her hair stood up.
"Are you feeling better?" Rong Jiuci observed Murong Rong's expression.
"Yeah." Murong Rong rubbed his neck and felt much more comfortable.
"Find a physical therapist for physical therapy tomorrow."
"Okay." Murong Rong agreed: "Where is Chenchen?"
"He is already asleep, Ye Wanxin is watching over him."
Murong Rong nodded, lowered his eyelids and said nothing, and the dark room suddenly became quiet.
"Why don't you speak?"
"say what?"
Rong Jiuci lowered his head and looked at Murong Rong, and asked abruptly: "Murong Rong, are you jealous?"
"Jealous? I'm not jealous!" Murong Rong retorted, perhaps because of the eagerness of her rebuttal, her voice was a bit high.
There was a snap.
The room lights were turned on.
Rong Jiuci moved closer to her, and his eyes looked more and more aggressive under the light.
"You're jealous."
The voice was calm but very sure.
Under his gaze, I couldn't help but lower my head and look away, whispering: "I really feel uncomfortable."
She pursed her pink lips and felt a little self-loathing: "Rong Jiuci, am I being stingy like this?"
She clearly knew that Ye Wanxin was Chenchen's biological mother, and she knew that given Chenchen's current situation, it was best for Chenchen to let Ye Wanxin spend more time with him.
But she still didn't want Ye Wanxin to get too close to Chen Chen, which made her feel as if her child was about to be taken away.
This feeling makes no sense, but Murong Rong feels that this feeling can never go away.
Moreover, Ye Wanxin has been using Chenchen as an excuse to get close to Rong Jiuci.
She had to admit that she was very concerned. She was not as calm and generous as she was in front of Mrs. Rong before.
"Um."
Rong Jiuci saw Murong Rong's uncomfortable expression and suddenly laughed: "I'm very happy."
Murong Rong finally learned to be jealous, which means that all his efforts for so long have not been in vain.
He stretched out his arms to take Murong Rong into his arms, and her chin rested on Murong Rong's head.
"Murong Rong, you must firmly remember the present moment and your identity. You are my chosen wife. You have the right to be jealous."
He would be unhappy if she wasn't jealous, which meant that Murong Rong didn't care about him at all.
Murong Rong's anxious heart suddenly dropped, and she lay in Rong Jiuci's arms and quietly enjoyed the warmth of the moment.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang rapidly.
The call was from Yang Kaiqing. There was a problem with a large transnational project. Please ask Rong Jiuci to come over and deal with it immediately.
Rong Jiuci hung up the phone and looked at Murong Rong: "Are you going back to Dijingyuan, or are you going back to the company with me?"
"I'm going back to Dijingyuan, but I still want to see Chenchen first. You can leave first and don't worry about me." Seeing the worry on Rong Jiuci's face, he couldn't help but smile: "Is the Rong family a dragon's den and a tiger's den? You are so worried.
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She spoke softly again: "Rong Jiuci, don't worry, nothing will happen."
Rong Jiuci was still a little worried, but the transnational project that happened this time was not trivial. He gave Murong Rong a few words and hurried away.
After Rong Jiuci left, Murong Rong went to the bathroom, washed his face, and then left the bedroom.
She went to Chenchen's bedroom.
Just as Rong Jiuci said, Chen Chen has already fallen asleep.
He closed his eyes and covered himself with a quilt. His sleeping face was cute and cute, and he didn't look as stupid as when he was awake.
She covered Chen Chen's hand and put his little hand next to her face: "Chen Chen, you must get well soon. Mommy is waiting to make delicious food for you."
Chenchen's mouth moved, as if he had eaten something delicious in his sleep.
Murong Rong's eyes couldn't help but soften, and she couldn't help but lean over and kiss Chen Chen.
Just then, there was a loud bang.
The door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.
Ye Wanxin appeared at the door of the room in a wheelchair. When she saw Murong Rong sitting by the bed, her eyebrows stood up: "Okay. Murong Rong, I knew you were in Zhelin?"
When Murong Rong saw Chen Chen on the bed, he was so frightened by the loud noise that he moved and quickly patted his back.
Under Murong Rong's comfort, Chen Chen gradually fell asleep again.
"Murong Rong..."
"Go out and talk." Murong Rong tucked Chen Chen into bed and came out of the room first.
Ye Wanxin moved the wheelchair and walked out fiercely: "Murong Rong, what do you mean?"
"I don't understand what Miss Ye means."
"Don't understand what I mean? That's fine. I'm not polite." Ye Wanxin raised her head and looked at Murong Rong.
She was sitting in a wheelchair, which caused a huge height difference between her and Murong Rong. When she looked at Murong Rong like this, it was as if she was looking up to her.
This brought a strong sense of discomfort to Ye Wanxin. If it weren't for emphasizing the hurt she suffered and reminding Mrs. Rong of the price she paid for her, Ye Wanxin wouldn't be able to sit still for a second.
Ye Wenxin took a deep breath, and the expression on his face became more severe: "If I remember correctly, you should be the servant who takes care of Chen Chen personally."
"yes."
"Okay. Now please answer me. As Chenchen's servant, how did you take care of him this day? Except for your appearance at noon, I didn't see you until now. Murong Rong,
Are you trying to tell me that all the servants of the Rong family take care of their masters like this? Or are you trying to fish in troubled waters now that you see Chen Chen being stupid!"
Ye Wanxin's voice was very loud, and the servants of the Rong family were quickly attracted to her.
Seeing the crowd, Ye Wanxin became more enthusiastic and raised her voice very high.
"Murong Rong, let me tell you, even if my son becomes a dementia or a fool, he is the young master of the Rong family and will not tolerate your disrespect!"
The dementia and fool in that sentence are really harsh.
Murong Rong couldn't bear it anymore and retorted word for word: "Chen Chen is not a dementia, nor is he a fool. He will get better!"
Ye Wanxin didn't expect that Murong Rong would dare to refute her.
The anger in her heart became even stronger. She looked at Mrs. Rong who rushed over after hearing the sound and said angrily: "Aunt Rong, it's not that I came to the Rong family as a guest and I deliberately provoked this servant. It's really shameful. I can't take it seriously.
Nothing happened."
Ye Wanxin said, her chest heaving violently, she pressed her forehead with her fingers, looking like she was so angry that she had a headache.
Mrs. Rong saw this and was shocked. She immediately stepped forward to support Ye Wanxin.
"Good morning, let's calm down the fire quickly. You have just been discharged from the hospital. Don't be in a hurry."
"I'm fine." Ye Wanxin showed a weak smile: "I just thought that when I was away, even a servant could bully Chen Chen. As his mother, I feel really heartbroken."