Mrs. Rong smiled and looked up at her husband: "Originally, if you had always been peaceful and contented, it wouldn't be impossible for me to live like this with you. Anyway, men? They are all like that. But what about you? For the sake of your own face, you don't care at all.
Nine words."
Thinking that her husband, under the threat of Ye Wanxin, drugged Jiu Ci and forced him to jump from the second floor, Mrs. Rong felt that her heart was so clogged that she could not breathe.
Fortunately, this is in Rong's house, and it's only on the second floor.
If it's not at Rong's house, what if it's in the presidential suite of the hotel?
Mrs. Rong didn't know what Rong Jiuci would choose at that time. Regardless of her son's temperament, she was afraid that he would rather be broken than be ruined.
When Rong's father saw his wife mentioning this matter again, he felt a little guilty, but after his guilt, he became deeply dissatisfied: "How long are you going to keep going on about this matter? Isn't it for this family that I'm doing this?"
Seeing her husband refusing to admit his mistakes, Mrs. Rong became more and more frustrated. She sneered and said, "In this case, you are only bringing trouble, what else is there for me to cherish?"
"Rong Xufeng, you have two choices now. First, come to an agreement with me to divorce, and you will give me every cent of what belongs to me. Second, I will file for divorce, although it may take longer.
But it doesn’t matter to me. I have more time.”
"Cheng Suxin..."
"Looking at the relationship between the couple in the past, you can think about it carefully."
After Mrs. Rong finished speaking, she stood up and left.
Father Rong looked at his wife's retreating figure in disbelief, and was so angry that he smashed the cup at hand.
But no matter how angry he was, no one paid attention to him.
…
The decoration of Blooming Studio had been put away last night. Although the opening time has not been set yet, Murong Rong couldn't help but soak in the studio.
Perhaps it was because this was a place that belonged to her completely. As long as she stayed here, Murong Rong felt very at ease, and her inspirations kept coming out.
For this opening, Murong Rong prepared a total of thirty-three sets of costumes, and now the first batch has been completed.
Although this sounds like a lot, Murong Rong knows that this is not enough for a famous brand, especially since she is also planning to launch online business at the same time.
Murong Rong couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Su Lengyu who had always been indifferent. Isn't it still possible?
Maybe she should try another approach.
Although he suffered such a great hardship, Murong Rong believed that Su Lengyu still had an unquenched fire in his heart.
At this moment, Murong Rong heard the sound of wind chimes coming from the door. She stood up and showed a gentle smile: "Hello..."
When she saw clearly who came in, the expression on Murong Rong's face turned into surprise.
"Su Lengyu."
"Well, it's me."
Su Lengyu was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed into the store by Mrs. Su.
In fact, his condition is still very bad. He was originally seriously injured. According to the worst estimates of experts at the time, he would only be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life.
Later, although the treatment was better than expected, it only restored feeling in both hands.
The last time I saw him, he was like a dead tree, without any vitality.
But it's different now.
Although Su Lengyu was still sitting in a wheelchair, his clothes were clean and tidy, his hair was carefully taken care of, and his eyes, especially, were as warm and bright as ever.
If he insists on saying something different, the high-spiritedness he once had when he was young and successful is gone, and now he is as gentle as the spring breeze and as gentle as jade.
"you……"
Murong Rong was very surprised. He couldn't wait for Su Lengyu's call. He thought he was still unwilling to come out of the shadows. He was thinking about other ways, but Su Lengyu came unexpectedly.
"Mr. Mu, I'm here to interview a designer from your company. This is my resume." Su Lengyu handed the brown paper bag in his hand to Murong Rong: "You take a look first."
Murong Rong was very happy. He took the resume and pressed it directly in his hand. He looked at Su Lengyu and said, "I want to congratulate myself next."
"Um?"
"Congratulations to a small shop like you for getting a general like you. It has become even more powerful since then."
Su Lengyu couldn't help but laugh. He looked at Murong Rong sincerely: "It's me who should thank you. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would still be shrinking in my own world and continue to be so decadent."
"After all, you are here for..."
"Rong Rong." Su Lengyu planned Murong Rong's next words.
He knew what she wanted to say, but he didn't want to hear a word. That made him feel ashamed.
"This is good, I will be good, and I will always be good."
Murong Rong looked at Su Lengyu and saw that the smile on the corners of his lips was still warm, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart.
Such a good person ended up like this.
But it was because of her that Murong Rong felt particularly uncomfortable.
She really wanted to say something, but she felt it was inappropriate to say anything at this moment.
Su Lengyu looked at Murong Rong with a smile: "Mr. Mu, are you really not going to take a look at my resume? There will be a surprise."
Murong Rong was stunned for a moment and opened the brown paper bag. When she took out the contents of the paper bag, her eyes suddenly lit up. She gave Su Lengyu a thumbs up: "You are no longer you, but Niu Gulu Su
·Cold reception.”
Su Lengyu couldn't help but burst into laughter. The bright look in his eyebrows reminded Murong Rong of the cutting-edge designer he had seen at Country M Fashion Week.
At that time, Su Lengyu was the envy of many people.
Murong Rong chatted with Su Lengyu for a while about the next plan, and finally handed the employment letter prepared in advance to Su Lengyu.
"Sure enough, I will be called Mr. Mu from now on." Su Lengyu said jokingly. When he saw the contents of the employment letter, he was stunned: "Partner?"
Su Lengyu was particularly surprised: "You invited me to be a partner."
"Well, this is the result of Ji Baibai and I's joint discussion."
Su Lengyu looked at it in silence for a while, then solemnly thanked him: "Thank you."
Murong Rong breathed a sigh of relief. Originally, she was worried that Su Lengyu wouldn't accept it, but now it seems that everything went smoother than she imagined.
When Su Leng found it hard to do anything, she made an appointment with him to go to the studio once a week and do other things at home.
After all these things were discussed, Su Lengyu had no choice but to go back.
It's not because of other people's opinions, but because he can't wait to get into work.
Murong Rong didn't stop him. Considering Su Lengyu's current situation, it was good for him to have someone to rely on.
After sending Su Lengyu away, Murong Rong took a glass of milk and put it in the microwave to heat up. Just then, the doorbell rang again.
Murong Rong turned around and saw Mrs. Su walking in.
Murong Rong hurriedly greeted her: "Aunt Su, did you leave something behind?"
"I left something behind." Mrs. Su said, bending down heavily towards Murong Rong: "Miss Mu, I'm sorry."