Chapter 413 Please Rong Jiuci Prove You Are Yourself
Some people with hot tempers had already begun to point at Murong Rong and curse.
"Shameless! So shameless!"
"Tear off her clothes and see if she still dares to show off in the future?"
"Expose her. I will put this shameless woman online so that everyone can condemn her and scold her!"
Ji Baibai's face turned red from anxiety. She tried hard to explain, but who would listen?
Ye Wanxin gave Mrs. Zhao an appreciative look.
I really didn't expect that Mrs. Zhao was so capable and could mobilize public opinion against Murong Rong.
In this case, she didn't hesitate to give her a little sweetness.
Only in this way will more people be willing to sacrifice their lives for her.
"Go away!" Ji Baibai scolded, not allowing them to come near.
However, at this moment, Ji Baibai's scolding was of no use at all.
Coupled with the fact that Mrs. Zhao was jumping up and down on the side, the crowd became even more excited.
Murong Rong looked at her coldly and suddenly said: "Aren't you so angry because you really want to know whether I have been a mistress? Yes, I can prove this to you."
While talking, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
Upon seeing this, Mrs. Zhao sneered and pretended.
As for proving that I have never been a mistress, it is even more ridiculous. This kind of thing can never be explained clearly in words.
Ye Wanxin was watching a play, and her heart suddenly tightened when she saw Murong Rong's actions. Unfortunately, she was too late to stop Murong Rong.
At this time, the Rong Group was in a high-level meeting.
Everything in the conference room was quiet, and the marketing manager who reported the work later was answering cautiously.
Just when everyone was nervous, a cell phone rang.
The expressions on everyone's faces suddenly turned frightened. Who was so fearless of death that he dared not turn off his phone during the meeting?
Then, they saw Rong Jiuci take out his cell phone and connect it.
"Rong Rong."
"Rong Jiuci." Murong Rong listened to the man's voice on the phone and said calmly: "Some people say that I am the mistress between you and Ye Wanxin. But, I clearly remember that we are in a normal relationship.
, break up normally, why did you make me a mistress? I hope you can give me an explanation for this matter."
Rong Jiuci suddenly stood up, frowning and asked: "What's going on? Who said you are a mistress!"
Then he asked: "Have you met Ye Wanxin again?"
Before Murong Rong could speak, Mrs. Zhao shouted.
"Murong Rong, you really don't know what you are talking about. You actually found a random phone number and pretended to be Mr. Rong. It's so funny. I beg you, even if you want to find someone to pretend to be, just pretend to be someone, okay? Don't you know that right now?
Is it working time? Mr. Rong is so busy, how can he answer the phone casually? "
"Okay, let's not talk anymore."
Ye Wanxin finally couldn't help but interrupt Young Madam Zhao. Others didn't know about Rong Jiuci's current relationship with Murong Rong, but she knew best.
Mrs. Zhao's voice was very high-pitched, and Rong Jiuci could hear her clearly.
His face suddenly darkened and he asked Murong Rong: "Who is speaking?"
Murong Rong did not answer, but hung up the phone directly.
"Rong Rong? Murong Rong!"
Rong Jiuci looked at the phone that had ended the call and couldn't bear it anymore, and strode out.
At this moment, Rong Jiuci's cell phone rang again, and this time it was Murong Rong's video call.
Rong Jiuci answered the call without hesitation: "Rong Rong, what's going on?"
"Wait a moment."
Murong Rong said something, looked up at Young Madam Zhao, and said: "Although I understand very well that you have a low status in your husband's family and have a bad relationship with your husband, so you are not taken seriously enough to even choose a time to make a call, but this time
Regarding my reputation, I have no choice but to find a way, and the best way is for you to ask Rong Jiuci in person."
Murong Rong said, turning the phone screen over and pointing the camera at Young Madam Zhao.
"Okay, you can ask Rong Jiuci now. Ask him if I, Murong Rong, am his mistress?"
Rong Jiuci looked towards her. Even through the screen, Mrs. Zhao was breathless under the man's sharp gaze.
She turned pale instantly and couldn't even speak for a while.
Seeing that Young Madam Zhao was silent, Murong Rong asked suspiciously: "Why Young Madam Zhao didn't ask? Could it be that she doubted Rong Jiuci's identity and needed him to prove that he was himself? This shouldn't be difficult. Anyway,
He is now in the Rong Group, so this method is not difficult."
As Murong Rong spoke, he looked at Rong Jiuci and said, "Rong Jiuci, please prove it that you are who you are, so that Mrs. Zhao won't believe it."
Rong Jiuci's face was expressionless, and his voice was so cold that there was no warmth at all: "How do I prove it? Madam Zhao, do you need me to hold up my ID card?"
Young Mistress Zhao was so frightened that she almost peed herself. She shook her head quickly: "No, no."
With Rong Jiuci's face, anyone can impersonate anyone. As for Rong Jiuci holding up his ID card to prove himself, she would not dare even if she was crazy.
Young Mistress Zhao never thought that Murong Rong could be so tough. They just scolded her for a few times and then brought the matter to Rong Jiuci.
You must know that wives of upper-class society, no matter how wronged they are, will endure it for the sake of their husbands and the company.
It's a pity that Young Madam Zhao has forgotten that Murong Rong has never been a high-society wife.
It's not too late.
Soon she heard Murong Rong say: "Although Young Madam Zhao politely said that you don't need to prove yourself, in order to avoid other people's misunderstanding and to prevent Ye Wanxin from misunderstanding, please prove yourself first. When the proof is over,
Please say it again in public, I, Murong Rong, have never been your mistress. Rong Jiuci, I have been with you innocently, and we have broken up cleanly. I cannot deserve the title of your mistress."
Rong Jiuci took a deep breath: "No one dares to say that you are a mistress, and you have never been a mistress. Do you understand me clearly?"
The latter sentence is not a response to Murong Rong's words, but rather a message for everyone to hear.
Even across the screen, the powerful pressure made everyone tremble. The timid ones had already taken the initiative to delete the video they had just recorded and came over to apologize to Murong Rong.
Murong Rong did not say forgiveness.
When they pointed at her nose and yelled at her for some unsubstantiated remarks, and even shouted that they wanted to take off her clothes, she couldn't forgive them.
The ones with the ugliest faces were Ye Wanxin and Mrs. Zhao. Their faces showed different fears.
Murong Rong had no sympathy at all.
"Okay, now that the matter is clear, I will continue to work." After saying that, he hung up the phone without hesitation.
Rong Jiuci looked helplessly at the page where the call ended.
Yang Kaiqing came over and asked carefully: "Mr. Rong, can our meeting continue?"
"Go on. You will be in charge next."
After Rong Jiuci finished his instructions, he strode away.