Ji Baibai looked at Rong Jiuci in front of him and was very surprised: "Mr. Rong, why are you here?"
She glanced behind Rong Jiuci: "Where's Rong Rong? Didn't you run into her?"
Rong Jiuci frowned: "No. Is she out?"
"She went to the Rong Group to find you."
"Find me?"
"Well." Ji Baibai said: "Mr. Rong, I believe you have heard about the fact that Rong Rong and our studio were hacked by the entire Internet?"
"I just came here after hearing about this matter." Rong Jiuci suddenly reacted: "You mean, Murong Rong went to the Rong Group to find me because of this matter?"
"Well, she was very anxious when she found out about it after she woke up. I couldn't persuade her, so I asked her to go to Rong's." Ji Baibai raised his wrist and looked at the time: "Logically speaking, she should be arriving now.
The Rong Group, you might have just missed it."
After hearing this, Rong Jiuci immediately called Murong Rong.
The phone rang for a while but no one answered, so Rong Jiuci immediately called Yang Kaiqing.
"Assistant Yang, go downstairs and pick up Murong Rong."
After Yang Kaiqing agreed, he hurried away.
After a while, Yang Kaiqing called back: "Mr. Rong, Miss Mu hasn't come yet. I also called Miss Mu, but she didn't answer."
Rong Jiuci's expression suddenly changed.
Ji Baibai heard clearly from the side, and she suddenly became anxious: "Where did Rong Rong go? It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let her go out alone just now. I should have been with her at all times."
But now, no amount of self-blame is of any use.
Rong Jiuci put away his phone and turned around immediately.
"Mr. Rong!"
Ji Baibai couldn't help but call out to Rong Jiuci: "Please find Murong Rong as soon as possible. She is still pregnant, which is when she is most vulnerable."
Rong Jiuci said nothing and walked away from the studio.
After Murong Rong left the studio, she did not go to the Rong Group. She called a car and went directly to Ye's house.
Forty minutes later, Murong Rong got off the taxi and was already standing in front of Ye's house.
The old houses of the Ye family and the Rong family are different in antique style. The style of the Ye family's villa is more European-style.
Although it is not as close to mountains and rivers as the Rong family's old house, the Ye family villa as a residence is also very extraordinary.
It is located at the end of Qunying Road, covering a huge area, and is very eye-catching even among the luxury houses.
Qunying Road also has a more affectionate name among Rongcheng people, Haomen Road.
As the saying goes, if you are from a wealthy family, just look at whether the other party has a house on Qunying Road, and you will be able to see how valuable the area in Qunying Road is.
It is for this reason that Murong Rong attracted a lot of people's attention when he took a taxi.
In a place like this, even a million-dollar car is ordinary and no one takes a second look at it.
Murong Rong ignored these glances, walked up to the door of Ye's house, and rang the doorbell of Ye's house.
The doorman of the Ye family quickly walked out. When he first walked out, he was smiling, but when he saw the person in front of him, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.
"It's you, what are you doing here at Ye's house?"
The guard's tone was quite rude, and I couldn't blame him.
During this period of time, because of Murong Rong, the eldest lady was in a very bad mood. Everyone in the Ye family was living in dire straits. Even he, the doorman, was scolded countless times.
The Ye family's treatment was good, so they didn't dare to anger the eldest lady for fear that they would be fired, but they felt no pressure to hate Murong Rong.
Murong Rong didn't take the guard's attitude seriously and said quietly: "I'm looking for Ye Wanxin."
"Looking for my eldest lady? Are you the only one who has the nerve to look for my eldest lady? You can really draw a nose on a piece of paper, such a big face! You don't even want to see if you are worthy of it!"
Seeing the guard looking like he was about to drive her out, Murong Rong raised his eyelids and glanced over: "I'm afraid whether she is worthy or not is the final decision of Ye Wanxin, not you. Or do you think you are qualified now?
Are you making decisions on behalf of your lady?"
"Stop talking nonsense here!" The guard's expression changed. No matter how bold he was, he did not dare to admit that he could be the boss of the eldest lady.
The eldest lady has always been strict, and the most intolerable thing is when people below her violate her will.
The doorman suppressed his anger and called the intercom to the main house.
Originally he thought he would receive an order to drive Murong Rong out, but who knew that the reply he received was to let Murong Rong in.
"go in."
Murong Rong nodded and walked into Ye's house.
The Ye family was bigger and more luxurious than she had imagined.
The exquisitely maintained garden offers a different view every few steps. It is so mesmerizingly beautiful that it also gives her a more intuitive and clear understanding of the Ye family's financial resources and influence.
The Ye family is more like a small manor than a villa.
Murong Rong walked along the path for more than ten minutes before arriving at the main house.
At this time, the uniformed butler was already standing at the door of the main house with a sullen face.
When the housekeeper saw Murong Rong glance at her lightly, his tone was cold and contemptuous: "Come with me."
The housekeeper brought Murong Rong into the living room without asking her to sit down. He just said coldly: "Just wait here for my lady."
After saying that, the butler left without a trace.
There were people wearing uniforms in the living room, and people were busy going back and forth.
They were very orderly and busy back and forth in the living room silently.
Murong Rong glanced at it, then looked away, and then sat on the sofa closest to her.
She waited for several minutes and Ye Wanxin still didn't show up.
Murong Rong knew that Ye Wanxin was deliberately trying to intimidate her.
But if Ye Wanxin thought that this would make her feel afraid, she was really wrong.
Murong Rong opened her handbag, took out a notebook and pencil and started drawing a design.
Compared with Murong Rong's indifference, Ye Wanxin upstairs was much more anxious.
She called the housekeeper almost every two minutes to ask for Murong Rong's reaction.
Butler Ye was in a dilemma and didn't know how to describe it. He knew very well what his young lady wanted to hear.
Ye Wanxin felt a little unhappy when she saw Butler Ye being hesitant, but in the end she didn't embarrass the steward too much.
Ye Wanxin dressed up carefully, put on clothes that looked low-key but were actually very expensive and came downstairs.
Originally, Ye Wanxin thought she would see a Ye Wanxin who was feeling uneasy because she was left hanging in the living room.
She was ready to watch Murong Rong laugh.
Who knew that this was not the case at all. She was sitting in the living room, her head lowered, holding a pencil in her hand and drawing something on her notebook.
She was very focused and leisurely, not as restless as she thought. She looked as if she was the daughter of the family.
This realization suddenly stung the most painful and fearful place in Ye Wan's heart.
Her expression suddenly changed.
Murong Rong was so plain and natural that all her careful dressing up instantly became a joke.