Murong Rong was looking for Rong Jiuci's fallen hair.
Although Qin Yehan told her that the man who entered her box that night was Rong Jiuci, there was no evidence after all.
After much deliberation, she decided that the best way was to get Rong Jiuci's hair for a paternity test.
This is not an easy thing.
In addition to tidying up Rong Jiuci's bedroom every day, special people will also clean and disinfect it thoroughly. It is difficult to find his hair.
Murong Rong searched around and placed his last wish on the big bed.
Rong Jiuci pushed open the bedroom door and saw Murong Rong kneeling on the bed, with his upper body close to the bed and his buttocks raised high.
This scene is full of life and excitement.
"Murong Rong, what are you doing?"
Murong Rong was so focused on searching that he finally found a hair with hair follicles. Just when he was about to smile, he heard a cold shout.
Murong Rong was startled and reflexively grabbed her hair into her palms.
She wanted to leave the bed immediately, but she was too hasty and accidentally fell onto the big bed again.
Murong Rong almost cried because of his stupidity. The next second he got up from the bed, lowered his head, and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Rong, I just wanted to help you tidy up, but I almost fell asleep. I was really upset."
Sorry. I will ask Uncle Chen to arrange for someone to change the sheets."
Murong Rong said and hurriedly walked out.
"Stop!" Rong Jiuci's voice was low, but he could not refuse.
Murong Rong could only stop and did not look back: "Does Mr. Rong have any other instructions?"
"Hand over the stuff."
"What?" Murong Rong's expression froze for a moment, then returned to normal.
However, this still did not escape Rong Jiuci's eyes: "Murong Rong, don't challenge my patience, or do you plan to let me do it myself?"
Murong Rong had no choice but to slowly open her palms.
Her face was a little pale, her eyes were slightly closed, and she almost didn't dare to look at Rong Jiuci's face.
"Murong Rong, I didn't expect you to be so courageous!"
Listening to Rong Jiuci's cold voice, Murong Rong's heart sank suddenly. Sure enough, the worst happened.
"Mr. Rong, I'm sorry, there is a reason why I did this..." Murong Rong had already decided to risk everything.
Anyway, with Rong Jiuci's intelligence, he must have guessed why she used his hair.
Instead of being secretive any more, it would be better to just confess.
Anyway, based on her understanding of Rong Jiuci, even if she was angry with her, she would not leave An An alone.
This is enough.
"You still dare to quibble?" Rong Jiuci snorted coldly: "You secretly hid the tie I threw away with bad intentions. The only thing you can do is to sincerely regret and not quibble."
ah?
Murong Rong was stunned, looked up in confusion, and saw that she was holding a tie in her open hand.
It took Murong Rong a while to remember.
Just now she wanted to go to the bathroom and steal Rong Jiuci's toothbrush. It was easy to extract his DNA from it.
However, she couldn't find a spare one, and what Rong Jiuci used was too expensive. She couldn't afford a replacement, so she had to give up.
Then, she saw a discarded tie in the garbage nearby, thinking that this tie was also worn by Rong Jiuci, so she kept it.
I didn't expect that such a misunderstanding would occur.
Murong suddenly felt lucky to have escaped, and quickly explained: "I saw that this tie was still new. I didn't know that you had discarded it, so I was going to take it out and help take care of it. I really didn't mean to steal it."
Rong Jiuci laughed inexplicably and did not say whether he believed Murong Rong's words or not.
"I'm hungry."
"I made wontons just now. How about I cook a bowl for you?"
"Yeah." Rong Jiuci agreed.
Murong Rong quickly came out of the room.
She looked at the hair tightly held in her hands and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. She took out the sealed bag and carefully put it in, and stored it close to her body.
Murong Rong then went to the kitchen.
Ten minutes later, I went upstairs with two side dishes and a bowl of wontons.
"Mr. Rong, the food is ready, please take your time. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
"etc……"
Hearing Rong Jiuci call her to stop again, Murong Rong was very confused: "Mr. Rong, I have finished my work today, do you have anything else to tell me?"
Originally, Rong Jiuci's decision to stop Murong Rong was just impulsive, but when he saw Murong Rong acting like a reporter was about to leave, he felt particularly unhappy.
They all secretly hid that he didn't want a tie, but they actually acted like they wanted to distance themselves in front of him, which made me feel a little unhappy.
Rong Jiuci leaned on the chair: "Chaos is a little hot, please blow me off first."
"Wha...what?"
Murong Rong simply couldn't believe what her ears heard.
Rong Jiuci just said something that made her blow the wontons to cool down.
Even An An and Chen Chen would not make such a request.
"Why are you still not moving? Is there any difficulty?" Rong Jiuci raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "If you are in trouble, why don't we talk about the matter of you stealing my tie just now?"
"Don't... don't." Murong Rong quickly stopped her. How dare she talk to Rong Jiuci?
Rong Jiuci leaned back on the chair and raised his chin slightly: "Blow."
Murong Rong couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Thinking of Rong Jiuci's generosity during this period, as well as the several times he helped her, and the fact that he was probably An An's father, he suddenly became more willing to do this.
All he could do was put the wontons into a small bowl, blow them gently to cool them, and bring them to Rong Jiuci.
Rong Jiuci did not take it, but opened his mouth, obviously to let Murong Rong feed it.
Murong Rong: "..."
Okay, just feed it, just like feeding a child.
Rong Jiuci ate the wontons in one bite, and the delicious taste filled his lips and tongue. Even though he had eaten so many delicacies and tasted so many cooking techniques, only the food cooked by Murong Rong was the most appetizing.
No wonder Chen Chen likes her so much.
Thinking of his son, Rong Jiuci's eyes couldn't help but fall on Murong Rong. A pair of deep and sharp eyes looked at Murong Rong without blinking for a moment.
Under such gaze, Murong Rong became extremely nervous. If she hadn't repeatedly told herself that she really couldn't afford to offend this man, she would have walked away long ago.
A bowl of wontons was not too small, but it didn't take long to finish them all, and even the two side dishes were not wasted at all.
Murong Rong breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said: "Mr. Rong, it's time for me to go back to the hospital. I'll take my leave today."
With that said, he hurriedly left.
"Murong Rong."
Rong Jiuci suddenly grabbed Murong Rong's wrist and stopped her from leaving.
Murong Rong was caught off guard and was pulled down by the force. The next second, she fell into a warm and broad embrace.