Murong Rong suddenly woke up from the sweet dream created by Rong Jiuci.
When she realized what she was doing, Murong Rong almost went crazy.
She pushed Rong Jiuci desperately: "Get up! Get up quickly!"
Rong Jiuci raised his head and said displeasedly: "Murong Rong, you should be calmer and more gentle now."
"..."
Murong Rong saw Rong Jiuci pull her arm away and press it on top of her head, and press her thin lips towards her again.
His dark eyes were full of lust, like a beast with its teeth and claws, as if it was about to devour him in the next second.
At that moment, Murong Rong felt like his breath was about to be taken away.
Murong Rong quickly reacted and stopped Rong Jiuci: "There is a knock on the door! Mr. Rong, there is someone outside the door!"
"Don't worry, they don't dare to come in."
"No, I really can't!" Murong Rong twisted her body but refused to cooperate.
Rong Jiuci was a little annoyed by Murong Rong. With a dark face, he pinched her chin: "Murong Rong, please be honest! Don't tell me that you have forgotten your original plan."
He placed his hand on Murong Rong's lower abdomen, and the hot temperature in his palm penetrated the fabric on her body, as if it was going to burn someone.
"Give me a third child?"
Rong Jiuci's tone contained a bit of teasing and warning.
Allowing Murong Rong to hang around in front of him for so long has reached his bottom line. He is a normal man and must collect some interest.
"So, just because I want to treat my daughter's illness, in Mr. Rong's heart, do I become the woman who sleeps whenever she wants?" Murong Rong's eyes were red, and she felt very aggrieved for some reason, and her tears fell uncontrollably.
Come down.
"Rong Jiuci, have you forgotten that you still have a fiancée?"
The expression on Rong Jiuci's face slowly faded, and his expression gradually became colder: "Didn't you already know that I have a fiancée? I didn't delay you from getting close to me before. Now put on a good show
What does it mean to look so wronged? Or are you saying that you want to force a marriage just because I'm interested in you?"
Murong Rongru was struck by lightning, and his whole expression was blank.
Seeing Rong Jiuci's unhappy, even sarcastic expression, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his heart was full of panic and fear.
Could it be that without realizing it, she has become the kind of woman she hates the most?
Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong, his original interest was gone. He shook Murong Rong away with a sullen face, turned over and got off the sofa.
Hearing the knock on the door of the lounge again, Rong Jiuci picked up the bathrobe, put it on him and opened the door.
"Brother Ninth, why have you been in the lounge for so long?" Huo Yanshen stood on tiptoe and poked his head inside: "Are you busy with other things in there?"
He winked at Rong Jiuci: "Like a woman?"
Rong Jiuci looked at Huo Yanshen coldly: "I'm so curious, do you want to come in and take a look?"
"That's so embarrassing."
Huo Yanshen said he was sorry, but walked into the lounge.
Looking at the empty room, Huo Yanshen looked regretful: "It seems that I have thought too much."
He thought his ninth brother had finally figured it out.
The look on Rong Jiuci's face remained the same, but the eyes in his eyes were a little colder.
Murong Rong hid in the bathroom for a while, and then came out only after she could no longer hear any movement outside.
She picked up the soft ruler and notepad left on the carpet, packed them up, and left the manor.
As soon as Murong Rong walked out, he received a call from Cheng Linchuan.
He personally came to inquire about the outcome of the interview between Murong Rong and Rong Jiuci.
After hearing Murong Rong say that Rong Jiuci had been measured, Cheng Linchuan breathed a sigh of relief.
He warned on his cell phone: "Designer Mu, you should be very clear about the situation you are facing now, so you must seize this opportunity and don't let Mr. Rong down."
"Good for me?"
"Yes. If I didn't have high expectations for you and value you very much, how could Assistant Yang personally call and ask you to design clothes for Mr. Rong. You should know that customers like Mr. Rong should be the most competitive among all designers.
The object of robbery. He is really kind to you by taking care of you like this."
Especially now it is Ye Wanxin from the Ye family who wants to undergo plastic surgery.
Even if Rong Jiuci didn't need to worry about the Ye family due to his status, it would still be troublesome to fight for Murong Rong like this.
Murong Rong held her cell phone, thinking about what Cheng Linchuan just said, with a dazed look on her face. Did Rong Jiuci treat her very well in the eyes of others?
Murong Rong did not go to Shimmer, but chose to go home and design drawings.
Designing clothes for Rong Jiuci this time was very important to her, but she had not discussed this aspect with Rong Jiuci at the winery before.
She also thought about calling Rong Jiuci, but when she picked up the phone, she still didn't make the call.
After the last quarrel in the lounge, which was not a quarrel, she felt very uncomfortable whenever she thought of calling Rong Jiuci.
Murong Rong took his laptop and wanted to check Rong Jiuci's information on the Internet, only to realize that Rong Jiuci was very low-key. There was not even a picture of his front face on the Internet, and all the news was based on rumors and could not be taken seriously at all.
Murong Rong had no choice but to ask Chen Chen.
"Daddy? Why does Aunt Mu care so much about Daddy? Has Aunt Mu finally figured it out and wants to marry Daddy?"
When Chen Chen spoke, he suddenly became extremely hopeful. If Aunt Mu married his father, then he would be able to call Aunt Mu mommy just like An An.
Thinking of this, Chen Chen became very impatient and wanted to press his father's head and send him to the bridal chamber.
Murong Rong did not notice Chen Chen's expectations. She was afraid that Chen Chen would misunderstand her as a bad woman with evil intentions, so she quickly explained: "No. I will not marry your father. I want to design clothes for your father.
I want to know more about his preferences.”
"So that's what it is." Chen Chen's little face suddenly fell down, and his whole body shrank.
Chen Chen expressed the image of his father in his eyes. Although it helped Murong Rong to some extent, it was still not enough.
Chen Chen looked at Murong Rong's troubled expression and suddenly said: "Aunt Mu, why don't you ask Uncle Huo? He has a good relationship with my father, so you are right to ask him."
Just when Murong Rong was about to refuse, Chen Chen had already dialed the number.
Huo Yanshen's energetic voice came along with the noisy sound of the entertainment club: "Chenchen, my dear, did you miss your uncle when you called him?"
"Aunt Mu is looking for you."
When Chen Chen heard the tutor's voice calling him to come over to class, he handed Murong Rong his cell phone.
"Miss Mu, what do you want from me?"
Murong Rong didn't want to say anything at first, but after thinking about other things, there was no better way: "Mr. Huo, I'm looking for you because I want to ask about Mr. Rong."