The wife of the paranoid boss is blackened

Chapter 756

Rong Yi wanted to make up for Su Wanzhi from the bottom of his heart, and if he wanted her to go home, it would be best to enter the Rong family's genealogy.

For Chu Xiaobao's arrival, Rong Yi was of course very happy to welcome him, and even let the baby sit on his neck to tease him.

Mrs. Rong hasn't seen such a... loving side of her husband for a long time.

When she gave birth to a daughter as her first child, her workaholic husband went home on time every day to hold her daughter, and occasionally knelt on the ground to let her ride a big horse.

But the Rong family's yang was flourishing and yin was declining, as if they had been cursed, and their daughter unfortunately died young.

Today is a good day, Mrs. Rong forced herself not to recall such a sad thing, but the more she wanted to forget, the more clearly she remembered it.

Rong Yi noticed his wife's attitude and asked, "Why are you so unhappy?"

Mrs. Rong wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said generously: "I'm not unhappy, I just thought of our daughter, if she is alive, she must be a little older than A Li, maybe A Li will call her sister Woolen cloth."

Rong Yi held Xiaobao's soft arm, and the memory was pulled far away, "I miss Mingyao too."

The aunt of the Rong family couldn't help crying when she heard this name, "My little Mingyao, I didn't catch her. Human spirit, killed A Qiong, killed so many people... arrest me, arrest me!"

Su Wanzhi held the old lady's hand, "Calm down, don't get too excited, it will hurt your soul and your body."

Rong Yi's face was livid: "Auntie, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Chu Li listened outside the door for a while, then opened the door and entered, "Xiaobao, come to sister."

Xiaobao squinted his big black eyes and stretched out his little hand, "Sister, I miss you so much!"

She sniffed the soft and hasty milk scent on Xiaobao's body, and her mood suddenly became much calmer.

"Did the paternity test come out?" Chu Li asked.

"Come out." Mrs. Rong: "My aunt's own daughter is Wanzhi."

There was no surprise on Chu Li's face.

Mrs. Rong asked curiously: "A Li, did you already know?"

Chu Li shook her head, "I just guessed it. I heard what the old lady said just now, who said she is a villain?"

The old lady is crazy, and she still calls her a villain. This kind of thinking is really vicious.

Rong Yi was silent for a few minutes, "You are the Rong family, and I will tell you about these things sooner or later. A Rong and I had a daughter in the early years, her name was Mingyao, and she was not in good health. Depressed, my aunt likes Mingyao very much, and Mingyao also likes her very much, so Mingyao often goes to play with her aunt. Once Mingyao went to play by the pool and fell, and her aunt couldn't swim, so she called for someone to save Mingyao. It was winter at that time, and Mingyao didn't live for three days after she came out of the water. As for calling her aunt an evil spirit, these words did not come from our Rong family, but from Nan Hanyun's family. Yun Qiong's death caused They have a big prejudice against aunts."

Before Mingyao died, my aunt was only severely depressed. After Mingyao died, my aunt went crazy.

The aunt felt that she had killed Yun Qiong, Ming Yao, and made her own daughter's life and death unknown.

No one can withstand such a blow.

Su Wanzhi couldn't help crying, and tightly held the old lady's hand. The old lady's hand was very white and thin, and her hair was soft and not rough, but it was white. white hair.

The atmosphere in the room is a bit heavy.

Xiao Bao rubbed his chubby face against his sister, kissed her cheek twice, looked at her with watery eyes, as if silently comforting her.

Chu Li kissed Xiaobao's cheek, "Little creamer, go find your mother."

She felt that Mingyao's death was not that simple.

Miko's premonitions are never wrong, even if they are wrong, there will not be too much deviation from the truth.

She suddenly felt that Rong's house was not a good place to go.

Mrs. Rong: "It's all my fault. You shouldn't say this on a happy day. Auntie and Ali are fine. Should we celebrate tonight?"

(End of this chapter)