"Well. I have nothing to do. I just want to hear your voice suddenly." Murong Rong was a little embarrassed: "Did I disturb you?"
"No. You called me right now during the intermission." Rong Jiuci's voice was low and he looked out the car window.
In the darkness, the shadowy landscape strips on the roadside receded quickly, and the street lights flashed past. The extremely fast speed made the street lights look like shooting stars.
It was quiet enough that the briskness in Murong Rong's voice could be heard clearly.
"It turns out it's intermission, no wonder I said it was so quiet. Rong Jiuci..."
Murong Rong's fingertips drew randomly on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window.
"This Sunday, I made an appointment with Bai Bai to try on wedding dresses? Will you go?"
Rong Jiuci pondered for a moment: "I'll ask Assistant Yang to check my schedule later. If I have time, I will definitely accompany you."
"Rong Jiuci you..."
Murong Rong was speechless. Didn't they say that bosses would risk everything for the people they love?
Then there is this, you need to ask an assistant to check the itinerary.
Not romantic at all.
But Murong Rong did not say these words.
Instead she smiled.
Yes, this is Rong Jiuci.
She believed in Rong Jiuci's feelings for her, but she also knew that he would never be a man who revolved around her.
In this case, there is nothing to complain about.
Murong Rong smiled and agreed: "Okay. This time I don't want sunflowers."
"Why? Are sunflowers bad?"
"Very good. In fact, other flowers are also very good."
Rong Jiuci's brows raised a little: "Murong Rong, are you making another request from me?"
"Yes. Mr. Rong, is that okay?"
"Can it depend on your performance?"
Murong Rong was confused: "What kind of performance?"
"For example, change your title."
Murong Rong immediately understood what Rong Jiuci meant.
Her face suddenly turned red: "I...I don't know what you mean. What, it's getting late, I'm going to bed first, you should go to bed early after you're done."
After Murong Rong finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.
Then, when she raised her eyes, she saw the shy girl vaguely reflected in the window.
She couldn't help but reach out to cover her cheeks. In fact, she knew what Rong Jiuci meant just now.
He heard her call her husband.
In today's relatively free era, many men and women are called husband and wife even if they are not married.
However, Murong Rong couldn't do it, she couldn't speak.
In her heart, she always felt that husband was a very important and sacred title. She could not call her husband except someone who was close to her and grew old together.
Although she and Rong Jiuci had already settled, there was still one last step to go.
Rong Jiuci looked at the call ended message on the phone screen, his dark eyes full of tenderness.
Huo Yanshen said: "Brother Ninth will arrive at Taoyuan Juli in half an hour, and the brothers are also ready..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the car suddenly stopped.
Huo Yanshen leaned forward, turned his head and looked outside the car: "What's going on? Why did the car stop?"
Someone quickly got out of the escort car and surrounded the car. The intercom in the car was also activated.
The air around him became tense for no apparent reason.
"Be careful." Rong Jiuci told Huo Yanshen, his body already tense.
Huo Yanshen's expression also became serious, without his usual playful smile.
At this time, a subordinate hurriedly came over: "Chief, Qin Yehan's people want to see you."
"How do Qin Yehan's people know that Ninth Brother is in the car?"
Huo Yanshen's brows furrowed, with confusion and suspicion in his eyes.
Although he had been checking Qin Yehan for a long time, today's action was temporary.
If Qin Yehan got the news so quickly, then his power would be too terrifying.
Rong Jiuci obviously thought about it, he asked: "Who is coming?"
The subordinate shook his head: "He is wearing a mask and a cloak, and his figure is completely covered. It is impossible to tell his identity, but he is wearing a silver bracelet from the Shura Sect."
"Silver bracelet?" Huo Yanshen was very surprised. Those who can wear silver bracelets already have a high-level status in the Shura Sect. It's hard not to think too much when such a person suddenly appears at this time.
Huo Yan looked deeply at Rong Jiuci and asked in a low voice: "Brother Jiu, what should we do now?"
Rong Jiuci's eyelids drooped: "Drive and ignore him."
The subordinates left quickly after receiving the order, and the convoy was ready to set off again.
At this time, the subordinates from earlier came in a hurry again.
"Chief, he asked me to give this to you."
The subordinate handed over a small, square box respectfully.
Rong Jiuci reached out and took it.
Huo Yanshen quickly stopped him: "Boss, don't move yet, be careful of fraud."
"If Qin Yehan wanted my life, his methods would not be so crude."
Rong Jiuci said as he opened the box in his hand.
A butterfly's hairpin is placed neatly in the box.
Rong Jiuci's eyes suddenly froze.
Huo Yanshen also saw it, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Isn't this An An's favorite hairpin?"
Rong Jiuci held the box with his fingers and looked at his subordinate: "What else did he say just now?"
The subordinate was startled by Rong Jiuci's extremely oppressive tone. He quickly replied: "He said that if the leader sees this hairpin and thinks of the person he misses, meet him. He also said, let you
Meet him alone."
Huo Yanshen immediately said: "Brother Ninth, this is absolutely impossible. Be careful of fraud."
"If he takes out this thing, even if it's a scam, I still have to go."
"Brother Ninth..." Huo Yanshen couldn't help but sigh, but did not persuade him again.
Because he knew that there was no way he could persuade Rong Jiuci.
Rong Jiuci closed the wooden box and held it tightly in his hand, as if he was holding a lost treasure.
The meeting place was quickly arranged, and Rong Jiuci was now waiting at the window.
Soon there was a sound of footsteps.
Rong Jiuci turned around and looked over, and saw a man wearing a black cloak, wrapped from head to toe, walking in.
He didn't come close, he just looked at Rong Jiuci from afar.
"Asura Sect, Sixth Master." Rong Jiuci spoke with a firm tone.
The man froze, paused, raised his hand and took off his cloak, revealing his face.
That honest-looking face looked sharp and fierce under the dim light: "Master Rong Jiu, you have really good eyesight."
The name of this Sixth Master is not obvious in reality, but it is well known to them.
Not only does he control the secret forces of Shura Sect, he is also the person Qin Yehan trusts the most.
Knowing that he and Qin Yehan were always inseparable, they were like conjoined twins.
It is a true dream that cannot be separated from the dream, and the dream cannot be separated from the dream.
Rong Jiuci looked at Liu Zi's face, his expression even more serious than before: "Master Liu, what do you mean by the gift you gave me?"
"I mean to remind Mr. Rong Jiu not to go to Taoyuan Juli tonight, unless you want An An to die."