Rong Jiuci frowned, and when Murong Rong insisted, he finally agreed to let her go to the hospital to see Lin Yawei.
Lin Yawei is now the darling of the media. Her ward is always full of people, so the meeting time with Rong Jiuci is arranged in the evening.
Murong Rong sincerely thanked Rong Jiuci and then went to find An An.
Rong Jiuci couldn't help but feel a little unhappy when he saw Murong Rong leaving without hesitation. She was really a woman who would burn bridges when crossing rivers.
Murong Rong took An An back to the rental house. She stewed chicken soup and filled a bowl with a thermos. After dinner with her daughter, she went to the hospital to see Lin Yawei.
The ward was in the ward, but thanks to Rong Jiuci's arrangements, she went in smoothly.
After Murong Rong arrived, he was not in a hurry to go in. Instead, he stood at the door for a while, then opened the door and walked in.
"Ugh...my poor child..."
Lin Yawei was leaning on the bed eating something. When she heard the door being pushed open, she immediately started sobbing, looking grief-stricken.
"Stop pretending, there are no outsiders here."
Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Yawei raised her head and saw Murong Rong standing in the ward.
Her expression immediately changed: "Murong Rong, why are you here? You have hurt me like this, how can you still have the nerve to appear in front of me!"
"Nurse! Nurse! Get her out of here!"
Lin Yawei shouted and was about to ring the call bell.
Murong Rong walked over and grabbed Lin Yawei's wrist: "Let's have a good talk."
"I have nothing to talk to you!" Lin Yawei said and started to cry again: "Someone is coming! Help! After Murong Rong killed my child, he is going to attack me again!"
Murong Rong watched Lin Yawei's fussing, and she said calmly: "Lin Yawei, you can make trouble as much as you like, but you can also make trouble as much as you want, but there is one thing I must remind you. Although you have a miscarriage now, you still have to take a good confinement period.
, otherwise you will suffer from confinement syndrome, and it will be too late for you to regret it by then."
Lin Yawei paused and stopped crying immediately.
Murong Rong put down the thermos pot, pulled up the quilt and covered Lin Yawei: "Lie well, I've stewed chicken soup, you can drink some."
Without waiting for Lin Yawei to speak, she poured the chicken soup into the bowl.
Lin Yawei didn't appreciate it: "Murong Rong is useless. Even so, I will not agree to reconciliation."
Murong Rong looked calm: "Whether you agree to reconciliation or not, it doesn't matter at all. What matters is that you think it's worth killing your own child in order to frame me, and you won't dream about it in the middle of the night.
The child is crying and asking you: Mommy, why don’t you want me?”
Lin Yawei's face suddenly changed, and her expression became alert: "Murong Rong, what exactly do you want to say?"
"Weiwei." Murong Rong looked at her and called softly: "We were so good before. We promised to be good sisters for life. How did it end up like this?"
There was deep exhaustion in her eyes: "Over the years, I don't think I have anything against you."
Lin Yawei's expression also changed. She was no longer vigilant and defensive as before, and she seemed to be missing something.
Murong Rong kept up her efforts: "Weiwei, can you tell me why?"
"I..." Lin Yawei's lips opened and closed, as if she was whispering something.
Murong Rong couldn't help but move closer to Lin Yawei: "What did you say?"
Just as she was approaching, Lin Yawei suddenly grabbed Murong Rong's wrist. She suddenly exerted her strength, dragged her over and pressed her down on the bed.
She came closer to Murong Rong, leaned into her ear, and said in a tone that was small enough for only two people to hear: "Murong Rong, you deliberately spoke so emotionally, because you wanted to move me and make me cry and say what I said.
Did you fall down the stairs yourself and deliberately use your child to frame you and ruin your reputation?"
"You're very smart, but I'm not stupid either. I'm not that easily fooled."
"Murong Rong, don't waste your efforts. This time you are destined to bear all the shame. Pity your daughter, not only will she be an illegitimate daughter in the future, but she will also have a murderer's mother. How pitiful!"
Lin Yawei said, suddenly snatching the handbag Murong Rong was holding, and then immediately took out her cell phone.
Originally she expected to see a recording page.
This was the only reason she could imagine that Murong Rong suddenly appeared to see her.
But she guessed wrong.
Murong Rong did not record.
Lin Yawei raised her head and looked at Murong Rong doubtfully, a little confused.
Murong Rong stretched out his hand: "Can you return the phone to me?"
Lin Yawei threw the phone away and frowned: "Murong Rong, what are you doing here? You can't really show me the love of sisters, you know I don't believe it at all."
The corners of her lips raised a little, showing a trace of disdain.
"Of course not." Murong Rong said calmly, "You can understand that I'm here to show off."
Lin Yawei looked at her with a look as if she was awake.
"This is real."
Murong Rong said: "You just said that my daughter is an illegitimate daughter and my mother is a murderer. You are wrong. Although An An has not yet recognized her ancestors and returned to the clan, she is held in the palm of her hand and loved by Rong Jiuci.
Little princess. And I am not a murderer."
"You may have forgotten that your child has not been born yet and cannot be considered a person. Otherwise, obstetricians and gynecologists all over the world are murderous executioners. So, despite the fierce commotion on the Internet now, it can't actually hurt me.
Essentially. What’s more, I have someone to protect me.”
Lin Yawei thought of the sudden change in Rong Jiuci's expression, and couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said, "Murong Rong, I really didn't expect that even you have learned to use the power of a man to pretend to be a tiger!"
"The fox fakes the tiger's power? So what? The tiger is willing. So..." Murong Rong moved closer to Lin Yawei and said with a smile: "Lin Yawei, you see that you sacrificed your child, but in fact you even lost my fur."
Can’t hurt.”
When Lin Yawei heard this, she suddenly lost control and rushed towards Murong Rong: "Murong Rong, I will make you pay for it with your life!"
However, before she could touch Murong Rong, she was kicked back to the bed.
She fell heavily on the bed, and through the messy hair, she saw Rong Jiuci holding Murong Rong into his arms in a protective posture.
He frowned and said with great displeasure: "Murong Rong, what are you doing? Don't you know how to hide? Where is your brain?"
"I'm fine. She can't hurt me."
"Then stay away from her!"
Murong Rong didn't want to argue with him and nodded obediently.
Rong Jiuci's expression softened a little, and he hugged Murong Rong and walked out. When he reached the door, he ordered the bodyguard: "Search her, don't let her record."
"yes."
After the bodyguards agreed, they rushed in like wolves and tigers, and they easily found the recorder that Lin Yawei had hidden.
Lin Yawei had no time to stop it before it was already destroyed.
Lin Yawei shouted anxiously, but nothing changed at all. When she looked up, she saw Murong Rong and Rong Jiuci standing together.
She just looked at her quietly, with a gentle smile on her beautiful face, which was the smile she hated most.