"You." Old Yan was helpless and turned to look at Rong Jiuci: "This child Rong Rong is lucky to meet you."
Rong Jiuci shook his head: "No. Meeting her is my blessing."
He had never thought that there would be a woman who didn't know who he was, let alone his identity, and would be willing to give up everything, not be afraid of all the hardships, and work hard to treat An An.
Many people may think that Murong Rong is a mother, and this is what she should be doing.
Rong Jiuci didn't agree with this sentence. There was never anything right in this world.
Especially for children from wealthy families, who have not grown up with interests, such pure feelings are too rare.
It was her kindness that made Chen Chen fall in love with her so much as soon as he saw her, and also made him notice her and fall in love with him.
Some people may say that this is a natural blood relationship, but Rong Jiuci feels that this is fate, a fate arranged by God.
Mr. Yan slapped his nose with his hand in disgust, frowning, with a look of disgust on his face: "This love stinks sourly."
Mr. Yan was too lazy to pay attention to Rong Jiuci and strode into the restaurant.
"Old Yan." Murong Rong saw Mr. Yan walking in and quickly stood up to say hello.
"Sit down, what kind of formal etiquette is there when eating? I happen to be hungry too, Rong Rong, would you mind having a meal with me?"
"Of course I don't mind."
"That's good." Mr. Yan glanced at the housekeeper.
The butler, who had already prepared it, quickly delivered some food and two new pairs of bowls and chopsticks.
Rong Jiuci sat next to Murong Rong without hesitation.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Yan couldn't help but joke: "Don't leave in a hurry this time?"
"You kindly invited me. If I leave in a hurry, it will be too embarrassing for you."
Listening to Rong Jiuci's serious words, Mr. Yan said angrily: "It doesn't matter. I'm not afraid of losing face. You'd better go. If the car is not convenient, I will arrange for someone to take you back."
Rong Jiuci took a piece of green plum braised pork and put it into his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "Old Yan's kitchen skills have improved again."
Mr. Yan snorted and was too lazy to follow Rong Jiuci. He looked at Murong Rong: "You must have guessed the reason why I took the liberty to invite you here today. This time I was abrupt and didn't understand what happened.
It's my fault for wanting to be a peacemaker, so please be more considerate. This glass of wine will be considered an apology."
Mr. Yan said and drank the wine in his hand.
Murong Rong said quickly: "You are too polite."
She picked up the water at hand and drank it too.
When Mr. Yan saw this, he couldn't help but laugh: "How heroic."
Probably because he drank some wine, Mr. Yan lost control of his emotions. He looked at Murong Rong and murmured to himself: "It looks like, it really looks like, even the heroic look."
Murong Rong was curious: "Old Yan, who do you think I look like?"
"Just an old friend." Mr. Yan passed by and asked about her and Rong Jiuci: "Now that you have a child, you still have to hurry up and get married. I will not only be the officiant for you.
, and will also give you a big gift.”
Rong Jiuci was very satisfied with Mr. Yan's statement. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Murong Rong say: "I want to save money for Mr. Yan this time. I have no plans to hold a wedding with Rong Jiuci."
"You don't plan to hold a wedding?" Mr. Yan was very surprised: "Then you and Jiuci are like this?"
"Well, there is nothing wrong with this. He is still the father of the child, and I am still the mother of the child. And I feel freer like this."
More importantly, she no longer has to worry about being broken up for some reason someday.
In fact, Murong Rong has been seriously insecure since she was a child. She always thought that she would have a family after she got married.
But the first time she married Song Chuhe, the Song family was just a house to her, not a home. Later, after she got together with Rong Jiuci, he forcefully proposed to her and promised her the rest of her life. At that time, Murong Rong really thought that she wanted to have a family.
Already.
But what happened next gave her a loud slap in the face.
Murong Rong has been deeply reflecting on himself recently.
This is actually all her fault. She can't place what she most expects and desires on others.
This is just like when a girl is with a man, she can want him to be handsome, she can want him to be rich, but the only thing she can't do is that he treats you well.
Because the initiative to be nice to you is in the hands of the other party. As long as he doesn't want to, he doesn't have to be nice to you.
After realizing her mistake, Murong Rong understood that she could give herself a sense of security and a home.
Mr. Yan could see Murong Rong's thoughts from her expression. He was surprised at first, and then laughed happily.
Rong Jiuci, Rong Jiuci, no matter how good he was in calculating things, he probably would never have imagined that there would be such a result.
Rong Jiuci's handsome face was tense and his expression was extremely ugly. Although he was sure that Murong Rong would nod to marry him, it didn't mean that he would like to hear this.
It's really too harsh.
Looking at Rong Jiuci's depressed expression, Mr. Yan felt that he was in a good mood and couldn't help but eat two large bowls of rice.
Rong Jiuci: "..."
Murong Rong didn't vomit during the whole meal. Although she didn't eat much, she was very satisfied.
People who have always been able to eat will never understand the discomfort of not being able to eat.
The rare feeling of fullness in her stomach made her feel very comfortable, and she couldn't help but feel drowsy for a while.
Rong Jiuci put down his chopsticks, walked to Murong Rong, put his arms through her legs, and held her in his arms like a princess.
This sudden feeling of being suspended in the air made Murong Rong scream in surprise. She woke up a lot: "Rong Jiuci, what are you doing? Put me down!"
"Hang on, aren't you sleepy? I'll take you to rest."
"I won't take a rest. Mr. Yan and Sister Zifen are still here."
Chen Zifen said quickly: "I won't be here soon. It's noon now and I have to rest for a while. Rong Rong, have a good rest. I'll come see you later."
Mr. Yan also stood up slowly: "After eating and drinking, it's time for me to go back and rest. Although you are young, you still have to pay attention to your rest."
After saying that, he took the butler and left.
When leaving, I didn't forget to give Rong Jiuci a cheering gesture.
Murong Rong glared at Rong Jiuci: "Rong Jiuci, you can't hug me casually in front of other people in the future!"
Rong Jiuci said: "There is no one else now, so I can hug you."
"Can't!"
"I heard your proposal, but I'm sorry that I can't agree to it. In other words, your protest is invalid."
"Rong Jiuci!" Murong Rong shouted angrily.
Rong Jiuci pretended not to hear, he carried Murong Rong into the lounge, lifted the quilt and put Murong Rong on the bed.
Murong Rong reached the bed and rolled to the other side without hesitation.
This dangerous action made the veins on Rong Jiuci's forehead protrude.