"Yeah." Murong Rong squatted in front of An An and said softly: "Mommy rented a house outside. Is it okay if only An An lives with mommy?"
An An pursed her lips, said nothing, and suddenly turned around and left.
"An'an!"
Murong Rong called her daughter.
In fact, when she said this sentence, she had already thought about it again and again, and thought about it many times in her mind before she said it. She knew that An An liked Rong Jiuci as her father.
However, she still made this decision.
After going through so many things, she finally understood the truth that it would never work to always rely on others.
Such a feeling of no sustenance and no belonging was so terrible that even an adult could not bear it, let alone a child as young as An An.
She wanted to have a home with her daughter, even if it was just a small rented house temporarily.
However, her daughter's strong reaction was beyond her expectation.
Murong Rong took a deep breath and quickly followed.
Originally she thought her daughter was hiding in the bedroom crying, but that was not the case.
I saw a person as young as An An walking out of the cloakroom dragging a big suitcase.
An An saw Murong Rong walking in and immediately said, "Mommy, wait a minute, An An will be fine soon."
An An said, opening the suitcase and stuffing things into it.
An An felt a little embarrassed when she saw that Murong Rong had been looking at her. She was worried that Murong Rong would misunderstand her and quickly explained: "Mommy, An An is not greedy for petty gains. These were given to An An by her father. My brother told me that they were given by the elders.
You must take the things with you, even if you don’t like them, you can still sell them to adoptive mommy in the future. So, let’s just take them away, okay?”
Seeing the little girl's expectant expression, Murong Rong did not refuse and nodded with a complicated expression.
The little girl was not greedy. She was satisfied after filling the suitcase. She clapped her little hands and said, "Okay, Mommy, let's go."
At this time, the servants who were busy in the kitchen hurried over and were surprised when they saw their large and small bags: "Miss Mu, little miss, where are you going?"
Before Murong Rong could speak, An An took the initiative to speak.
An An said: "Grandma Zhen, An An and Mommy are moving back to their own home from daddy's house."
Murong Rong looked at the joy on An An's face and suddenly realized that she was wrong.
She had been worried that An An would be reluctant to leave, but she had forgotten one thing. An An's childhood experience made her understand better than anyone else the difficulties of living under someone else's roof, and it also made her long for her own home more than anyone else.
Murong Rong suddenly blamed herself. As a mother, she was so unqualified that she did not discover the fear that had been hidden in her daughter's heart.
The servant was shocked: "This... this can't be done. The young master has told me that I must take good care of you."
Murong Rong took a deep breath, raised his eyes and said, "You have taken good care of me these days. Thank you very much."
After saying that, Murong Rong held her daughter in one hand and her luggage in the other and left.
The servant was so anxious that he couldn't stop them, so he had to call Rong Jiuci immediately.
"Young Master, it's not good, Miss Mu has moved out with the little miss."
Rong Jiuci arrived faster than Murong Rong imagined.
When they arrived at the rental house, Murong and An An had just put the luggage in the suitcase into the cabinet when Rong Jiuci came.
"Daddy."
When An An saw Rong Jiuci, she swooped over like a happy bird.
Rong Jiuci held her daughter in her arms, her cold face softened almost instantly: "Has An An had dinner?"
"Eat it. Eat delicious fried chicken and burgers." An An gestured with her little hands: "It's so big."
Listening to his daughter's words, Rong Jiuci also saw a bag of a famous brand of fast food placed on the simple dining table, and the veins on his forehead couldn't help but twitch.
But he didn't say anything, he still stayed with An An and responded to her childish-sounding words.
An An was weak and soon became sleepy.
After putting his daughter back on the bed, Rong Jiuci couldn't bear it and said angrily to Murong sitting by the bed: "Get out of here!"
After Murong Rong tucked her daughter in, she stood up and came out of the bedroom.
At this time, Rong Jiuci was standing in front of the balcony window. When he saw Murong Rong coming out, he said angrily: "Murong Rong, what are you causing trouble?"
Murong Rong had long known that Rong Jiuci would be angry, so she looked calm: "I don't understand what Mr. Rong means."
"Now that you have the guts, why don't you pretend to be stupid with me? Okay. Now explain to me why you took An An out of Emperor Jingyuan!"
"I moved out to take better care of An An."
Rong Jiuci sneered: "What you mean by taking better care of An An is to let her eat these junk foods? Have you forgotten An An's physical condition?"
"I let An An eat hamburgers because she really wanted to eat them. I've also asked the doctor that eating less fast food will have no impact on her body. More importantly, she is very happy. Rong Jiuci, you should know that mood affects
The impact of one person is huge.”
"So, this is why you moved my daughter into a place like this."
Murong Rong pursed her pink lips and said nothing.
"say!"
"Yes." Murong Rong raised his eyes to look at Rong Jiuci and said softly: "Rong Jiuci, a proud man like you will never understand what it's like to live under someone else's roof. I don't want to, and I can't let An An endure all this anymore.
Now. An An and I both need a sense of belonging."
Some people may never understand how important a sense of belonging is to a woman, especially a woman who is a mother and has a daughter.
That feeling of being empty and having no place to rest can drive even the strongest person crazy.
Rong Jiuci stared at Murong Rong for a long time, then suddenly sneered and said: "Murong Rong, it turns out you are just like all women."
Murong Rong looked at Rong Jiuci in confusion, not understanding what he meant.
Just when he was about to speak, he saw Rong Jiuci took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Assistant Yang, send the things over."
There was a knock on the door soon.
Murong Rong opened the door, and Yang Kaiqing stood outside the door, respectfully handing her a document bag: "Miss Mu, this is what Mr. Rong wants."
After saying that, Yang Kaiqing left.
Murong Rong took the document bag and returned to the living room. At this time, Rong Jiuci was on the phone.
His expression was a little ugly, and there seemed to be a chill lingering around him.
Murong Rong was a little timid, put down her things and wanted to leave. At this time, Rong Jiuci had already put down the phone in her hand.
Murong Rong had no choice but to hand the thing over: "This is what Assistant Yang sent."
Rong Jiuci didn't answer, but raised his chin slightly: "Open it and take a look."
Murong Rong opened it hesitantly and took out a red notebook from the document bag, which was the real estate certificate.
Murong Rong opened it and took a look.
This is the property certificate of Dijingyuan, and her name is clearly written on it.