She opened her sleepy eyes and asked drowsily: "What time is it?"
"It's half past eight."
"Oh." Murong Rong closed her eyes again. Not long after, she suddenly opened her eyes again: "It's half past eight!"
She actually slept so late.
In the past, she would get up at six o'clock at the latest.
Seeing Murong Rong getting up in a panic, Rong Jiuci immediately pressed her shoulders: "Why are you in such a hurry? Watch your belly."
Murong Rong's movements slowed down as expected, and then she couldn't help but glance at Rong Jiuci.
She suddenly discovered something. Rong Jiuci was paying close attention to the child in her belly.
So, if he is so gentle to her now, is it all for the sake of the child?
The rarity of the Rong family's heirs is visible to the naked eye, and everyone knows how much they value their heirs.
Yesterday, Mr. Rong was already fooled by Chen Chen. The Rong family had to have other heirs to take advantage of Ye Mingyu's mouth.
Rong Jiuci took a shawl and put it on Murong Rong's shoulders, and said calmly: "I'm very happy that you took the initiative to look at me and stared at me, but if you dare to think of some messy things in your head, don't blame me.
You're welcome."
Murong Rong couldn't help but shudder when she heard the profound meaning in the man's voice and the eagerness in his eyes.
"I-I'm hungry."
Rong Jiuci snorted and said nothing more. He took a pair of warm slippers, squatted down and held Murong Rong's ankle.
The man's palm was hot, and the skin of her ankle was slightly cool. When his palm touched her, Murong Rong felt like she was being burned.
She was about to take her feet back immediately and said hurriedly: "I will do it myself."
Although this was not the first time that Rong Jiuci bent down to put on her shoes, Murong Rong still felt very uncomfortable.
The strong stimulation almost made Murong Rong jump.
"Don't move." Rong Jiuci held her ankle tightly, not giving her a chance to refuse.
He noticed Murong Rong's discomfort and suddenly raised his head and looked at Murong Rong.
He looked up at Murong Rong, with a teasing smile on his thin lips: "I just held your ankle and made you so uncomfortable. It's my fault. I didn't have enough intimacy with you. I'll wait.
In the first three months, whatever I owe you will be made up to you."
Murong Rong was stunned for a moment at first, but when he realized what he was saying, his face suddenly felt like it was on fire.
"Rong Jiuci!" She glared at Rong Jiuci, her face flushed, and said anxiously and shyly: "How could you say such things in Chen Chen's room!"
"Chen Chen went to morning class." He paused and said, "I will tell you somewhere else next time, okay?"
Murong Rong was about to nod, but suddenly felt something was wrong and said without hesitation: "That won't work either!"
"This is not okay."
Rong Jiuci took Murong Rong's hand and pressed her thin lips on the back of her hand: "You cannot refuse this matter."
Murong Rong: "..."
Just when Murong Rong was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.
Chen Chen stuck out a little head from outside: "Mommy wants to have breakfast."
Seeing Rong Jiuci holding Murong Rong's hand, he snorted: "Daddy, I didn't ask you to treat mommy to dinner so that you can take advantage of mommy."
Rong Jiuci stood up, turned to look at his unlucky son, and said softly: "Don't go down to eat."
"Why?"
Chen Chen was particularly dissatisfied. He was already planning to make a sandwich for Mommy, but he learned how to do it online for a long time.
"Because Ye Wanxin still lives in Rong's house, if she breaks in and sees you eating properly, things will be in trouble. This is a matter of your safety and you can't be careless."
Murong Rong originally wanted to speak for Chen Chen, but it was still during the Chinese New Year, and it was too hard for a five-year-old child to act crazy and act stupid all the time.
But Rong Jiuci's last sentence related to Chenchen's safety, leaving Murong Rong unable to say a single word.
She was already deeply aware of the dangers around Rong Jiuci, but looking at Chen Chen's aggrieved appearance, she couldn't help but feel weak.
"Have someone bring the food up, and I can eat with Chen Chen upstairs, okay?"
"Okay." Chen Chen immediately smiled.
Rong Jiuci felt particularly uncomfortable when he saw the people hugging each other closely. He realized that he was still wrong.
Murong Rong should not have been allowed to come to Jingyuan last night. He should have taken her back to Emperor Jingyuan, so that Chen Chen, a little light bulb, would not always compete with him for Murong Rong.
But it's too late to say anything now.
Rong Jiuci didn't want to go to the restaurant downstairs to eat alone, so he simply asked the servant to bring it up.
Chen Chen immediately jumped up, selected slices of bread, raw eggs, and raw shrimps, and then took them to the bread machine.
Seeing Murong Rong looking at him curiously, he quickly said: "Mommy, wait a moment, the sandwich will be ready soon."
As he spoke, he put the shrimps into the bread machine, then cracked an egg, then put in the bread slices and pressed them hard. After a few seconds, the sandwich was ready.
Chenchen put it on the dinner plate and brought it to Murong Rong: "Mommy, try it quickly."
Murong Rong picked it up and took a big bite, then gave a thumbs up and praised without hesitation: "It's very delicious, Chen Chen is really great."
Murong Rong couldn't help but leaned over and kissed Chen Chen's little face hard.
Chen Chen tried his best to purse his lips, but still couldn't help but laugh.
Rong Jiuci couldn't help but feel disgusted when he saw his son smiling stupidly. Every time Murong Rong and Chen Chen were together, he always looked like an outsider.
"Chenchen, where's Daddy's sandwich?"
Chen Chen looked at Rong Jiuci after hearing this, with a look of disgust on his face: "Daddy is such an adult, can't he even make a sandwich?"
Then he leaned into Murong Rong's ear and whispered: "Mommy, I think men like Daddy are a bit bad. If you meet a suitable man, think about it again."
Rong Jiuci said sadly: "Rong Xingchen."
Chen Chen's back felt numb, and a chill came from his tailbone. He slowly turned his head and showed a flattering smile: "Daddy, can you eat the same sandwich as mommy?"
Qingyuan.
Rong's father sat in the living room with a stormy look on his face and looked at the servant aside with a cold face: "Rong Jiuci and that woman haven't come out of the garden yet?"
The servant lowered his head: "Not yet."
"Then go and hurry them up. What do you want to do if they still don't come out at what time it is? Isn't it like Li Longji that the king will come to court early from now on?"
The servant looked embarrassed: "I have asked people in Jingyuan to report it, but there has been no response."
Rong's father's face suddenly darkened: "This is simply unreasonable!"
He turned to look at his wife and said with displeasure: "Look at the son you raised, he is so outrageous!"
Mrs. Rong sneered and said: "Rong Jiu gave up his surname Rong. He is not only my son. It is the fault of a son not to teach his father."
Rong's father's face became even more ugly. Ever since Ye Mingyu came to Rong's house and revealed the incident, his wife had never given him a good look.
Although that incident was indeed his fault, it does not mean that he will always love her: "Cheng Suxin, you have to stop!"