Suddenly, Murong Rong suddenly turned around. She had her hands up, with ribbons flying in the palms holding a jewelry box.
Lying quietly on the black velvet satin was a silver ring.
She tilted her head slightly and looked at Rong Jiuci with a beautiful smile: "You guessed wrong, it's not one gift, but two gifts. Rong Jiuci, will you marry me?"
Even though it wasn't her first time to propose, even though she already knew Rong Jiuci's intentions very clearly.
But at this moment, she was still very nervous.
Rong Jiuci looked at the ring in Murong Rong's hand.
The ring is made of sterling silver and is not expensive, but the design is very unique and it can be seen that it was carefully chosen.
When Murong Rong saw Rong Jiuci staring at the ring in her palm, she immediately explained: "This is the ring I chose before. It's not expensive. But I hope you like it."
The coldness on Rong Jiuci's face softened, and he raised his hand: "Put it on for me."
"good."
Murong Rong breathed a long sigh of relief, and then realized that he was so nervous that he stopped breathing.
She held the man's hand, picked up the ring and put it on his ring finger.
It was obviously just the simplest movement, but Murong Rong was extremely nervous, her fingers were stiff, and it took her several times to put it on.
"Okay." Sweat was already dripping from her palms.
Rong Jiuci looked at the ring on her ring finger and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if something was so full that it was about to overflow.
Rong Jiuci glanced at Murong Rong's empty fingers and suddenly felt dissatisfied: "Where's yours?"
He looked askance at Murong Rong and felt suspicious that she wanted to continue pretending to be single.
Murong Rong understood Rong Jiuci's expression and felt helpless. What image did she have in Rong Jiuci's heart? Why would he miss her so much?
Murong Rong pulled out the necklace around her neck, with a small ring on it: "I have one too."
Rong Jiuci was immediately satisfied and ordered: "Put on the ring."
Murong Rong took off the ring and handed it to Rong Jiuci: "Help me."
He said and handed over his hand.
"Woman." Rong Jiuci hummed slightly, but a smile flashed in his eyes.
The ring was quickly put on, and Murong Rong was about to retract his hand, but realized that his palm was clenched.
Murong Rong subconsciously looked up and saw Rong Jiuci looking at her with burning eyes.
Then, he took her hand and kissed the back of her hand.
The skin on the back of her hand was already very tender, and the man's thin lips were so hot. When he kissed her like this, she felt like she was being burned, and her fingertips couldn't help but tremble.
His face instantly turned red, and his eyes were filled with shyness.
In fact, this was no longer a kiss between them. With their current relationship, what kind of intimate things had they not done? But she couldn't help but feel shy at this moment.
Even a long time later, when things and people have changed, she will always remember this kiss at this time.
…
At this time, in a top university in the United States, a young girl wearing a white dress walked out of the auditorium calmly and gracefully amid warm applause.
"maple!"
A young man wearing the world's top luxury goods caught up with him. He looked at the girl's moving face with bright eyes: "Your speech today was very successful. You don't know that when you stopped speaking, my eyes were higher than
Do you know how excited the teacher is? I have never seen him like this before. I believe that if you apply to come to the studio next time, he will eagerly agree."
Meeting the man's expectant eyes, Song Hongfeng shook his head and said apologetically: "Hans, I'm sorry that I can't apply for a job in your studio."
"Why? Do you have a better choice?" Hans quickly found several studios with the same name as his.
"No. None of your guesses were correct. But you were right about one thing. I have a better choice."
She raised her eyes and looked to the east. Her best choice was always where she came from.
Thinking of her brother's call to her, Song Hongfeng's eyes became firmer.
She must go back to get her happiness. Anyone who stands in front of her is an enemy!
…
After having lunch with Murong Rong, Murong Rong went to work.
Probably because he was in a good mood, Rong Jiuci was in a good mood and he reviewed the piles of documents very quickly.
Yang Kaiqing came over with several important documents: "Mr. Rong, these also need to be signed urgently."
"Yes." Rong Jiuci took the document but did not take it back.
Yang Kaiqing looked confused and looked at Rong Jiuci several times in confusion. What was wrong with Mr. Rong holding these documents like this?
Could it be that there is something wrong with these documents? But he and Mr. Rong have been through a lot of hardships. They have never encountered any kind of crisis, and they have never seen Mr. Rong feel so threatened.
Yang Kaiqing became more and more frightened as he thought about it.
The longer Rong Jiuci waited, the more impatient he became. Everyone said that Yang Kaiqing had a sharp eye, but why did he think it was nonsense? He had been looking at it for so long and still didn't see the point.
So stupid.
When the two people were in a stalemate, the public relations manager reported his work. He was always good at dancing, and the first sentence he spoke praised: "Mr. Rong, the ring on your hand is so beautiful. I admire the designer's good taste."
"Yeah." Rong Jiuci's expression softened: "She just has a pretty good sense."
Not like someone.
Yang Kaiqing clearly felt that he was disliked, and his face was full of question marks.
So he was disliked by Mr. Rong?
…
The day's work ended quickly. When she was about to get off work, Yu Kexin came to her office: "Rong Rong, everyone said they wanted to celebrate you tonight."
Murong Rong shook his head quickly: "No, no, it's just a temporary lead in the preliminary round. It won't be too late to celebrate when I actually win the championship. Besides, I already have an appointment with a friend today."
When Yu Kexin saw that Murong Rong really had something to do, he couldn't help but made an appointment next time.
Although my colleagues felt very sorry, they were relieved to think that they would be colleagues with Murong Rong for a long time in the future.
Then they got together and discussed passionately about the extra ring that Murong Rong had on her ring finger after she was appointed CEO.
"Is that the wedding ring of Mr. Rong and designer Mu? It's so beautiful."
"I don't think so. I've looked carefully at the ring. Although it's beautiful, it's not a masterpiece by a famous artist. More importantly, it doesn't seem to be worth much. With our president's worth, I don't think it's worth ten carats as a gift.
Our president’s soul has been penetrated.”
"Don't you understand this? The wedding ring must have been taken out on the day of the wedding. What you are taking out now is just a disguised form of President Rong's overbearing declaration of sovereignty."
"I have a little tidbit. I heard that Assistant Yang was disliked by Mr. Rong this afternoon because Mr. Rong showed off the ring. Assistant Yang didn't even understand. Fortunately, the manager of the public relations department arrived at the critical moment. Sincerely,
I praised Mr. Rong’s ring, otherwise Assistant Yang wouldn’t know what kind of misfortune he would be in.”
"Wow. Is this true?"
"I've heard the news too."
"That seems to be true. I really didn't expect that Mr. Rong would be like this."
"So sweet, so sweet."
"Spring is here. Looking at Mr. Rong and Designer Mu, I really want to fall in love."
Xu Ziqing, who had dragged her exhausted body out of the office after a busy day, heard their discussion, her eyes filled with hatred.
Why is Murong Rong, a second-married woman, treated so sincerely by Mr. Rong!