Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Murong Rong stopped in his tracks, and under everyone's gaze, he bravely called out: "Mr. Rong."

"boarding."

"that……"

"What? Are you waiting for me to get off the car to invite you in person?"

"That's not necessary." Murong Rong laughed along, and then walked over step by step in front of everyone's eyes.

As soon as the car door was closed, Rong Jiuci's dangerous voice sounded: "Murong Rong, where did you want to go just now?"

"I didn't want to go anywhere. I just remembered that I left something in the office and wanted to get it again. After thinking about it later, it's not very important, so don't worry about it."

Rong Jiuci snorted coldly, too lazy to pay attention to this woman who was full of lies.

"Mr. Rong, can we discuss something?" Murong Rong pondered for a while before opening his mouth cautiously: "In the future, you don't have to work so hard to pick me up. You can send me the address directly, or it would be more appropriate for me to meet you on my own initiative. "

"What do you mean?" Rong Jiuci thought of Murong Rong's behavior of trying to escape just now, and couldn't help squinting his eyes: "You hate me?"

"No, no, no." Murong Rong waved her hands desperately. Even if she was crazy, she would not dare to dislike Rong Jiuci. Isn't that enough life?

Seeing that Rong Jiuci was still looking at her indifferently, Murong Rong could only sigh and said, "I can't help it, Mr. Rong is too bright, if I get into your car in public, It's too high-profile."

The scene just now must have been spread in the shortest possible time. Murong Rong felt his scalp tingling when he thought of the sight of other people when he came to work tomorrow morning.

Rong Jiuci sneered and said: "You only know about high profile now? Why didn't you think about it when you thought about marrying me? Murong Rong, you heard me clearly, if you want to be my woman, you have to get used to the attention of everyone, understand? Or are you regretting it now, and the previous proposals don't count?"

"No." Murong Rong immediately denied, "I never thought about it that way."

Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong for a moment, and when she wanted to raise her hand to swear, she said, "Murong Rong, since I chose you, you are the best."

It was just such a plain and simple sentence, but it seemed to hit her heart, so that all her inferiority complex and cowardice could no longer be hidden.

"I..." Murong Rong really wanted to say something, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Rong Jiuci did not give her a chance to speak, but said: "I have arranged for Uncle Chen to take care of An An, and you will accompany me to Ye's house to attend the banquet."

Ye family.

Murong Rong instantly thought of Ye Wanxin and Lin Lanxin, people she didn't want to face.

But she flinched only for a short second. Thinking of what Rong Jiuci said just now, Murong Rong's expression suddenly became firm.

She looked at Rong Jiuci and asked, "Have you selected the gift for Master Lin?"

Rong Jiuci's expression suddenly became much gentler: "Assistant Yang is ready. There will be another time, and you will choose."

"Okay." Murong Rong replied without hesitation, patted his chest and assured: "I will definitely do it well."

I will definitely do well.

These words are still in my ears, but Murong Rong realized how difficult it was when he really did it.

Stepping into this circle called high society, even if she is by Rong Jiuci's side, she can't escape the meaningful scrutiny of others.

Whenever these eyes fell on her, Murong Rong was so nervous that she would die, her clenched palms were filled with cold sweat, she could feel that her palms were full of sweat, as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

She can't even smile the most instinctively.

Suddenly, her hand was held, and the man's low voice rang in her ear: "Don't be nervous, relax."

Murong Rong hurriedly apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Why do you have to apologize?" Rong Jiuci frowned slightly, puzzled.

"I...I didn't perform well." Murong Rong muttered.

Even if there is no mirror, she also knows that she is as stiff as a piece of wood now, and she must be extremely ashamed.

"It's already the best performance for you to stand by my side." Rong Jiuci said lightly: "Murong Rong, you remember clearly, you are my woman, you can laugh or not, there is no need to pander Anyone. And there's no one worth pandering to, get it?"

Murong Rong was stunned for a moment, she stared at Rong Jiuci blankly, she never thought that she would hear such words from him.

Suddenly, she thought of a past event.

That was the second year of her marriage to Song Chuhe, and she had already given birth to a child at that time.

At that time, Mr. Song's body was still in good health. Under the strong request of Mr. Song, Song Chuhe also took her to the banquet.

At that time, she wanted to manage her marriage well, and she tried her best to perform well, but she was too nervous, and the more she wanted to perform well, the more she looked like a rock, which aroused the discussion of other guests and made Song Chuhe Be furious.

Song Chuhe publicly accused her of being from a small family, so she couldn't get on the stage.

Even before the banquet was over, he kicked her out without any regard for her self-esteem or face.

She will always remember that it was winter, and she walked from the banquet hall to Song's house penniless in a thin dress.

It was late at night when she got home.

She fell ill without any accident, and she was still greeted with endless accusations, abuse and disgust.

"What are you thinking again?"

Murong Rong came back to his senses, looked at Rong Jiuci in front of him, and couldn't help showing a smile on his lips, that smile was brighter than the sun, more gorgeous than spring flowers.

"I was thinking, how nice of you."

Rong Jiuci's expression softened visibly with the naked eye, but Jun's face was still taut and cold: "I'm used to flattering."

"No. I mean every word, I can swear it."

But Rong Jiuci said: "Is it true? It's not a promise, let alone a promise, but it depends on actual actions."

Just as Murong Rong was about to speak, she saw Rong Jiuci's meaningful eyes, and the absurdity of being in that black Maybach car that night appeared in her mind again, and her face instantly turned red.

She was very shy, but still nodded vigorously: "I remember."

Rong Jiuci glanced at Murong Rong unexpectedly, seeing the firmness and seriousness in her eyes, his expression suddenly became happy, he couldn't help pinching her face, and said in a low voice, "I'm waiting for your performance tonight."

This scene fell unreservedly in Ye Wanxin's eyes standing in the corridor on the second floor.

She held red wine in her hand, with a decent smile on her lips, but the look in her eyes was cold.

Before she could open her mouth, Yan Mengting beside her was already angry and said angrily, "This Murong Rong is really arrogant. He knows that this is the Ye family's banquet, but he still dares to show up."

Ye Wanxin lowered her eyelids to cover the light in her eyes, and said with a faint smile: "Of course she dares, she is now a woman protected by Rong Jiuci, with a noble status."