She thought she would hear a bolt from the blue, but in fact she was just stunned.
She asked quietly: "Why?"
"You are not suitable to be the young lady of the Rong family." Rong Jiuci's expression was very calm: "I have thought about it, a woman like you is not suitable to be my wife, Rong Jiuci."
"I'm not suitable?" Murong Rong tightened her fingers on her side. She raised her eyes and looked at Rong Jiuci: "Then who is suitable?"
"Of course she is a real rich lady."
"Ha." Murong Rong couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and the look in his eyes had turned cold: "Rong Jiuci, I have only known you for half a year. In your past life, I don't know how many rich ladies have surrounded you.
By your side, you can choose whether you are fat or thin. But you don’t choose, but let me stay by your side.”
"That's right, at the beginning, I thought An An was your child. Because of her illness, I boldly proposed to you. What happened later? An An is gone. I wanted to leave several times, but you didn't allow it. Instead, I
Keep me here again and again."
"You take me back to the Rong family, and you let An be buried in the Mu family of the Rong family. That Rong An building, the sunflowers every day, and the fireworks in the sky that night! You have to tell me about each of these things.
Is it fake?"
"Or, Rong Jiuci, I am just a fool in your mind. You can lie to me however you want? I beg you, even if you want to lie to others, please find some reliable excuses, okay?"
Compared with Murong Rong's gradually losing control of his emotions, Rong Jiuci seemed extremely dull.
He said: "Murong Rong, that is all in the past."
"Rong Jiuci, can you stop doing this?" Murong Rong took a deep breath, and she grabbed Rong Jiuci's sleeve: "Tell me what happened? Did something happen to the Rong family, or did something happen to the Rong family?
What's going on? Or maybe you're sick?"
Random thoughts filled her mind, making her heart feel like it was being immersed in a pan of oil. She grabbed Rong Jiuci's wrist harder and asked, "Tell me, what happened?"
Rong Jiuci lowered his eyes and looked at Murong Rong, whose eyes were red and anxious, and said: "You are overthinking. Nothing happened. I just think we can stop here."
He said calmly and indifferently: "Murong Rong, I'm just tired of you."
Just... tired of it...
These four words hit Murong Rong's heart like a heavy hammer, and her face suddenly turned pale.
She refused to give up: "But..."
"I know what you want to say." Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong: "You want to mention those things again. In fact, there is no need, it only means that I was not tired at the time. As for Dijingyuan and Rong'an Building, since they are
The things I give to you are yours. A rich second generation who relies on his father’s assets is not stingy about the house and car when he broke up with his girlfriend, let alone me. Murong Rong, you have been with me for so long, this is
What you deserve is also my dignity."
These words were spoken softly, but in Murong Rong's ears it was like a bolt from the blue.
It turns out that what she thought was sincerity and concern for her, in fact, to Rong Jiuci, it seemed like just a random gadget?
After a moment of silence, Murong Rong smiled again: "I don't believe it, Rong Jiuci. Although what you said is very true, I don't believe it. Don't lie to me. No matter what, we are in love. How can I even tell you the truth?"
Don’t you even deserve to hear it? Rong Jiuci, you must tell me the reason!”
Rong Jiuci looked at the determination on Murong Rong's face and frowned slightly: "Murong Rong, do you know? No matter what kind of background a girl is, she should know how to advance and retreat. I have seen that you and I have had a relationship.
For my sake, I gave you the most honorable answer."
"Is being tired of it the most honorable answer for you?" Murong Rong smiled: "I don't care, I want to know the truth of the matter."
"Okay." Rong Jiuci finally agreed: "The source of Chenchen's poisoning has been found."
Murong Rong didn't expect Rong Jiuci to suddenly come here. She quickly asked: "How did Chen Chen get poisoned? Who gave him the poison? Is there an antidote to this poison? Will Chen Chen get better?"
Murong Rong bombarded her with questions, and she looked at Rong Jiuci anxiously, wanting to know the answer from his mouth.
"You are asking knowingly."
"Asking knowingly?" Murong Rong was stunned. After a moment, she came back to her senses. She was suddenly startled: "Are you talking about me? Not me. How could I do such a thing?"
Rong Jiuci said nothing and glanced at Yang Kaiqing.
He immediately handed over the report in his hand.
Murong Rong took it and saw that it was actually a clothing inspection report.
The report showed that the clothes contained the same toxin as the neurotoxin that Chen Chen was exposed to.
And that piece of clothing turned out to be hers.
And it was the clothes Chen Chen wore on the day she was poisoned.
"I would never do such a thing! In my heart, Chenchen is my biological son!"
"But he is not your biological son." Rong Jiuci's tone became ruthless. He stared at Murong Rong's anxious little face and said, "Murong Rong, I admit that I like you, but no matter how much I like you,
I will never marry a woman who attacks my son."
"I don't……"
"I know you will complain. Even now, I have not found out where you got this poison, but it is not important anymore. The important thing is that you and I are done here. And, this is what I am saying to you.
Your greatest kindness. You know, even if there is insufficient evidence, as long as I am willing, I can still send you to prison and let you sit through it."
The man's tone was so calm that it made Murong Rong's heart feel cold.
She wanted to say something else, but she didn't know what to say when faced with a man like this at this moment.
"The wedding will continue." Rong Jiuci suddenly said: "I have decided to marry Ye Wanxin. It is most suitable for Chenchen to be under the care of his biological mother. From now on, we will be a family of three. Miss Mu, I hope you will
Can bless us."
Rong Jiuci said, pulling down Murong Rong's hand little by little.
As soon as Murong Rong's palm was empty, it slipped from mid-air. At this moment, she could hardly stand still and staggered.
Rong Jiuci did not take her into his arms like before, but turned around indifferently.
"Rong Jiuci." Murong Rong stopped him again. She looked at the man's back and said, "Do you know what I hate the most? That is to push her far away to protect someone.
Put her in a place you thought was safe. If it were me, even if it was for protection, I would not forgive her, and I will never forgive her."
The man's back froze, but he did not turn around, and the aura on his body became even colder.
The light in Murong Rong's eyes dimmed little by little.
She pulled the sunflower off her handbag and threw it into the trash can.
She took a deep breath, smiled and said, "Then I wish you and Mr. Ye and Mr. Rong the best."