Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

On the black Maybach.

With a sullen face, Da Wu kept scolding Qin Yehan.

Xia Zi couldn't help kicking Da Wu, and then gave him a hard look.

Only then did Da Wu react, and shut up embarrassingly.

Murong Rong didn't notice the small movements of the two of them. She frowned and sat quietly, like a stone statue.

Xia Zi felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help persuading: "Madam, don't worry, there must be a way from the mountain to the car, and I will definitely be able to think of a way this time."

Murong Rong nodded: "I know."

The car soon stopped at the gate of Rong's old house. Da Wu had called before, and the battery car was already waiting at the gate.

Murong Rong didn't take the ride: "I want to walk back alone. You don't have to follow me."

After Murong Rong finished speaking, he walked into the old house.

Xia Zi wanted to keep up, but remembered Murong Rong's words. She was worried that Murong Rong would be even more angry if she disobeyed the order.

She couldn't help kicking Da Wu fiercely: "It's all your fault, why scold Qin Yehan for nothing! It made the young lady feel so uncomfortable."

Da Wu especially blamed himself: "I, I just couldn't hold back, Qin Yehan actually wanted to marry his wife, this is too much!"

Murong Rong didn't know about the dispute between the two of them, even if he knew, he couldn't persuade them.

Because she couldn't even persuade herself.

In fact, Qin Yehan never concealed his thoughts. He proposed to her several times. She never cared about it before, and she didn't care what he said, but today she really cared.

She couldn't help but think of when Rong Jiuci was around.

When he was around, if Qin Yehan dared to be so presumptuous, he would definitely grab him by the collar and beat him up violently.

If he was still there, she could have a good month and be with Yuanyuan with peace of mind.

After confinement, she can continue her favorite job, and grow flowers in her spare time.

It's not the same as it is now. Grandpa is so old and still has to think hard. She also has to force herself to work hard to learn about the group's affairs. She is made things difficult by the directors and mediates with so many people in order to protect the position of the president.

"Jiu Ci, I miss you."

"where are you?"

"Do you know that something happened to your mother? Do you know that I have worked hard?"

Murong Rong was sitting on the bench, behind her was the yellowed ginkgo leaves, which were golden and very beautiful, but she was not in the mood to appreciate them at all, and tears had already covered her face.

But her crying was silent, she was afraid that her crying would disturb others and make people even more panicky.

For her now, even crying out loud is a luxury.

Dark clouds floated from nowhere and covered the sun, the sky suddenly darkened, the weather was stuffy, and the wind was blowing with water vapor.

It's going to rain soon.

But Murong Rong didn't go back, she didn't even move.

She cried too much just now, and she was too tired, so she just fell asleep on the recliner.

Xia Zi, who had been hiding behind and guarding Murong Rong, couldn't bear it any longer, and walked over quickly.

"Madam, it's going to rain, let's go back."

Murong Rong's breathing was already calm, she slept deeply and didn't wake up at all.

At this time, the sky was getting darker, and the raindrops began to fall.

Xia Zi is in a hurry, Murong Rong will catch a cold if he sleeps here.

Although she was already confinement, she had just given birth not long ago, so she couldn't catch a cold from the wind.

Xia Zi gritted her teeth and planned to wake Murong Rong up.

But when he was about to move, he was stopped by Da Wu.

He held a big parasol in his hand, opened it to completely cover Murong Rong, and said to Xia Zi: "Go back and get a blanket and a hat."

Xia Zi nodded and hurried away.

As soon as Xia Zi left, the rain fell and hit the umbrella surface cracklingly. The sound of ding ding dong dong made the world under the umbrella quieter.

Da Wu's gaze fell on Murong Rong involuntarily, and finally stayed on her plain face.

There was a wind blowing, blowing the hair around her cheeks.

At this moment, Da Wu had an urge to help her loosen those hair strands, so as not to let them spare Murong Rong's clear dream.

When hurried footsteps sounded behind him, Da Wu woke up like a dream, and he actually touched Murong Rong's hair.

He immediately stood up straight, holding the handle of the parasol tightly with both hands, only the rough fingertips were twitching uncontrollably.

It was Xia Zi who came back.

She held a thick blanket in her arms, and gently covered Murong Rong's body, wrapping her tightly.

She put the hat on Murong Rong carefully again, so that her hair was covered, only her plain white face was exposed.

A gust of wind blows, sweeping the sweet-scented osmanthus that doesn't know where it came from and falls between her eyebrows, like a carefully painted flower tin.

Her face, which was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss, suddenly became lively and fragrant.

Da Wu could not look away.

At this moment, he finally understood that those emperors who did not want to go to court early, if he had a concubine like Murong Rong in his harem, he would not want to go to court early at all.

When this idea rushed into his mind, it seemed that something had taken root in his heart, and at this moment, it seemed that something was different.

The wind and rain outside are getting stronger.

The drizzle was carried by the autumn wind and wet the ground in the gazebo.

However, the corner where Murong Rong slept was still clean and warm.

The pattering rain outside was like the best lullaby, making her sleep even sweeter.

Murong Rong didn't know how long he slept.

When she opened her eyes and saw the parasol above her head, her brain went blank for a moment. At this moment, she didn't know what Xixi was.

However, when she saw Da Wu and Xia Zi standing beside her, she immediately reacted.

"Sorry, I was asleep."

After her eyes fell on them, Murong Rong realized that the clothes of the two were wet from the rain outside, and the thin fabric was just stuck to their bodies.

Murong Rong was very annoyed: "You should wake me up so that you don't have to get caught in the rain."

"It's just a little rain, we're fine."

"How can it be okay? The weather is already very cold." Murong Rong sat up immediately, and the blanket slid down a little bit, revealing her thin clothes, and suddenly felt a burst of cold.

Murong Rong's inner apology was even deeper: "Hurry up and go back, you can also quickly change your clothes."

Murong Rong wanted to stand up very anxiously after speaking.

But she stayed in one position for too long, her legs were numb long ago, before she could move, a burst of needle-like pain hit, and Murong Rong fell to the ground.

"Mrs!"

Da Wu immediately grabbed Murong Rong's arm to prevent her from falling, but the inertia of pulling made Murong Rong fall towards him.