When Murong Rong woke up, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the golden sunlight shone in from the window and spread all over the floor.
When he saw the clock hanging on the wall, the time was already pointing to half past ten, Murong Rong was shocked. Thinking of An An, he suddenly sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.
However, as soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt weak and fell to the ground.
Rong Jiuci opened the door to the room and saw this scene. He couldn't help but yelled: "Murong Rong, what do you want to do?"
He walked over, bent down and picked up Murong Rong, frowned and said coldly: "Don't you know your situation? Why are you trying?"
An An walked into the room at this time, wrinkled her little face, and said dissatisfied: "Daddy, how can you be so cruel to my mommy? She is still sick."
"Am I sick?" Murong Rong was a little surprised. No wonder she felt so tired.
"Yes."
The servant standing aside replied: "Mr. Rong took care of you all night last night."
Murong Rong couldn't help but turn her eyes and look over, looking very shocked. She never expected that Rong Jiuci would take care of her.
An An was immediately dissatisfied, and said with a groan: "If I hadn't been young and slept well last night, I would have taken care of mommy." She climbed onto the bed, and touched Murong Rong's forehead with her soft little hands, her face covered with tears.
It's distressed: "Mommy, how are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
"No. I'm just a little tired."
"Then mommy takes the medicine and rests for a while, okay? If you sleep a little longer, you will get better quickly."
"good."
Seeing Murong Rong nod, An An, like a little bee, followed the servant to get the medicine left by the doctor.
There were only two people left in the room.
Murong Rong was silent for a while, then raised her head to look at the man with a strong sense of presence: "Thank you for last night."
"You're welcome."
Then, silence fell between the two people again.
It seemed that at this moment, the two people didn't know what to say except silence.
"Rong Jiuci..."
Just as Murong Rong was about to speak, An's voice rang from outside the door.
"Mommy, An'an brought you breakfast. The doctor said you need to eat something before taking the medicine, otherwise you will have stomach pain."
Murong Rong watched An An carefully place the dinner plate on the small table next to her.
The servant who was following him kept protecting An An. When he saw this, he explained: "The spinach in the rice porridge was picked and washed by the lady herself."
Murong Rong couldn't help but smile: "Thank you An An, An An is great."
An An was a little shy, but more happy after being praised: "Mommy, eat more."
Murong Rong actually had no appetite, but seeing her daughter looking at her eagerly, she couldn't refuse, so she reluctantly drank a bowl of spinach porridge and then took medicine.
The medicine contained sleeping ingredients, and Murong Rong quickly fell into a deep sleep again.
Neither Rong Jiuci nor An An left.
An An lay next to Murong Rong, put her little hand on her forehead, and made sure that Mommy didn't have a fever, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Rong Jiuci looked at An An and whispered, "Don't worry An An, your mommy will get better soon."
"Yeah." An An responded dully.
Rong Jiuci looked at his daughter's unhappy face: "Is An'an unhappy?"
An An didn't speak, just lay quietly beside Murong Rong.
Rong Jiuci didn't force her, he just raised his hand and gently touched An An's hair.
"Daddy."
After a long time, An An suddenly said: "Is An An an unpopular troll?"
"No." Rong Jiuci immediately denied it, frowned, and said solemnly: "You are my precious daughter, not a dragster?"
"If I'm not a drag, why does Mommy always get hurt because of me?" An An couldn't help but cry: "It was me who made Mommy fall ill this time. If I hadn't insisted on leaving, Mommy would have been hurt."
You won’t get a fever because of the cold wind. An An is a bad boy, and An An hurt mommy."
Tears rolled down from An An's eyes, and those soft and delicate tears hit Rong Jiuci's heart, making Rong Jiuci suddenly feel so painful that he couldn't breathe.
He walked over and hugged his daughter in his arms, comforting her softly. Thinking of Ye Wanxin's sudden return, his eyebrows suddenly turned cold.
It was already evening when Murong Rong woke up again. Her head was not as painful as before. She was still a little tired, but she was no longer willing to lie in bed.
When she came out of the room, An An was sitting at the desk studying.
Such a small one looks a little funny sitting on a big chair, but her figure shows seriousness.
"Miss Mu, you're awake."
"Um."
An An heard the sound and turned around to see Murong Rong standing at the door of the room. She immediately jumped down from the chair and ran towards Murong Rong.
Suddenly, An An thought of her mother's instructions, and quickly walked to Murong Rong with a small change of pace: "Mommy, isn't An An very good?"
"Yes. Very well-behaved. My daughter is the most well-behaved." Murong Rong bent down and held An An in his arms.
An An struggled to get down: "Mommy, please stop hugging me. I'm very heavy and will tire you out."
Murong Rong weighed her arms: "I have gained some weight. But the weight cannot weigh down Mommy. Besides, Mommy also wants to hold An An. An An, do you want Mommy to hold you?"
"I want to." An An nodded vigorously: "But An An wants to hold mommy even more, like Popeye."
An An gestured with her arms, and suddenly her expression became particularly depressed: "I'm too thin, I'm not as powerful as Popeye at all."
Murong Rong just wanted to comfort An An, but An An was already energetic again.
"It doesn't matter. I will eat more spinach and I will become stronger soon. That way I can protect mommy."
Murong Rong looked at her daughter's cute appearance and couldn't help but smile at the corner of her lips. At the same time, she also made some determination.
She can no longer be so passive. It doesn't matter if she is alone, but she still has a daughter.
the next day.
Murong Rong left Dijingyuan after An An started class. She went to the company first and saw that all the designed dresses were in the final stages of production and would definitely not affect tomorrow's clothing exhibition. Then she went to the real estate agency.
After viewing several houses with the staff, she settled on a two-bedroom house in one of the new communities.
After signing the contract and paying the deposit, Murong Rong got the key.
She first went to the house she had just rented to clean up, and after everything was tidied up, she returned to Dijingyuan.
When she went back, An An was folding paper with the servant. When she saw Murong Rong coming back, she immediately greeted her: "Mommy, you are back. Do you think the paper crane I folded is beautiful?"
"Beautiful. An An is so awesome." Murong Rong held the paper crane and praised his daughter. After playing with her for a while, he finally said: "An An, let's move to another place, okay?"
"Move to another place?" An An was stunned for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Mommy, aren't we going to live with daddy?"