Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Murong Rong raised his eyes and looked at Rong Jiuci curiously.

Rong Jiuci couldn't help but frowned, and said displeasedly: "Murong Rong, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"

"I'm thinking, Mr. Rong, you may not be clear about what you said just now, it seems to be jealous."

As Murong Rong spoke, his tone was a little mysterious.

It's unbelievable that Rong Jiuci is jealous.

"Ah."

Murong Rong was even more stunned.

She, did she hear correctly, Rong Jiuci said yes.

This is to say, besides, does it mean that he is really jealous?

Rong Jiuci squinted at Murong Rong: "Are you that surprised?"

Murong Rong couldn't help nodding: "Very surprised."

It's unbelievable that a man like Rong Jiuci would admit that he was jealous.

Rong Jiuci's handsome face was a little dark, and he couldn't bear it and said: "Murong Rong, have you forgotten that you are my girlfriend whom I publicly admit."

Rong Jiuci became more and more displeased, what did this woman take for his public admission!

Murong Rong was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but fell silent.

Of course she won't forget.

Under the gaze of so many people, Rong Jiuci came down like a god, admitted her and An An, and made up such a beautiful story to cover up the filth she had experienced.

In fact, she was very grateful to him, but she didn't dare to admit it, even now, everything was still like a dream, and she couldn't bring it into it so naturally.

Rong Jiuci didn't open his mouth when he saw Murong Rong. He didn't know what was going on in her heart, and he didn't open his mouth either. He just looked at Murong Rong quietly.

The hairs all over Murong Rong couldn't help but stand on end: "Rong Jiuci..."

Just as Murong Rong opened his mouth, Rong Jiuci grabbed his wrist: "Come with me?"

"Where to go?"

"Where to go is my business, it is enough for you to follow."

Murong Rong: "..."

Then, Murong Rong had no room to refuse, and was taken out of the office by Rong Jiuci.

When going downstairs, I still take the elevator.

Thinking of the shock just now, Murong Rong couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and suddenly her hands were wrapped by a man.

"It will be fine."

Hearing the deep voice rang in her ears, Murong Rong couldn't help turning her head to look over, looking at the man's handsome side face, she suddenly found what she had been looking for all this time, the feeling of peace of mind.

Suddenly, Murong Rong's resistance or reluctance disappeared at this moment.

Murong Rong was taken to the golf course by Rong Jiuci.

When they arrived, an old man with gray hair was already playing on the lawn.

Seeing them coming, the young man next to him immediately came up to greet them, and said as if he had received amnesty: "Mr. Rong, you are finally here. We have been abused by Mr. Yan, so hurry up and avenge me."

Old Mr. Yan couldn't help laughing and cursing: "Looking at your worthless appearance, you even asked Xiao Jiu to avenge you."

"I can't help it, who made you too good, and only Rong Zong has the strength to fight." The young man smiled and handed over the club with both hands.

Rong Jiuci reached out to take it: "It just so happens that my hands are itchy, and I happened to play two rounds with Yan Lao."

Old Yan was in high spirits, and when he heard Rong Jiuci's words, he immediately called him over to play.

Murong Rong was surprised to see Rong Jiuci talking and laughing happily with Yan Lao.

She has always known that Rong Jiuci is very powerful. The saying that Rongcheng is called Rongcheng is because Rong Jiuci's surname is Rong, and his ability is evident.

But this old Yan is not an ordinary person. Even though he has retired now, he is still a respected figure.

It's such a powerful person, but he has acquaintance with Rong Jiuci's peers, and even has a good conversation.

Rong Jiuci scored [-] strokes in a fight against Yan Lao, and by the end, he was already sweating profusely.

He waved his hands and said, "Old man, how old is he? If I were ten years younger, I would never lose to you."

Rong Jiuci handed the cue stick to the caddy who was waiting on the side, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yan is not less prestige now, but he lost to me because he played two rounds with Ming Fan and the others. Yes. Nine speeches won't be martial arts."

Old Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "Okay, you don't have to save face for me anymore."

Elder Yan turned his head and looked at Murong Rong who had been quietly standing aside: "This is your little girlfriend who has been making a lot of noise recently."

"Well, her name is Murong Rong." Rong Jiuci turned to look at Murong Rong: "Come here to meet Mr. Yan."

Murong Rong immediately came over to say hello: "I met Mr. Yan."

"Okay, okay." Yan Lao laughed at first, but when he saw Murong Rong's appearance clearly, he couldn't help being surprised: "Fang Ruo!"

Murong Rong was puzzled: "Old Yan?"

Mr. Yan quickly came back to his senses. Seeing everyone looking at him suspiciously, he smiled helplessly and said, "Miss Mu looks a bit like an old friend of mine. Sorry, I apologize to you. Miss Mu, please don't be offended. .”

Murong Rong shook his head: "Grandma Yan is too polite, it is my good fortune to look like your old friend."

Old Yan's brows stretched even more: "You are a good girl. Jiu Ci has a good vision."

After all, Mr. Yan was getting old, and thinking about the past again, his emotions were agitated, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he went back to the lounge to rest.

Rong Jiuci did not leave, he took the cue again, and signaled to Murong Rong: "Come here and try."

Murong Rong was already a little curious, but when he saw Rong Jiuci's invitation, he couldn't help it, and walked over to grab the club.

The cue felt heavy in the hand, and Murong Rong followed Rong Jiuci's example, but he failed to hit it after several swings.

Rong Jiuci walked over, wrapped her around her from behind, and held her small hand with his big hand: "Don't force yourself, just follow my feeling."

"Separate your legs a little bit, raise your arms higher, and don't rush your swing."

The two were very close, and when Rong Jiuci was talking, hot breath sprayed in her ears, and the magnetic and sexy voice kept drilling into her ears, making Murong Rong's back numb.

boom--

The club hit the ball perfectly and Lisso landed perfectly in the hole.

"I won't study for now." Murong Rong couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly broke free from Rong Jiuci's arms. She wanted to be calmer, but her ears turned red, and her breathing rhythm became chaotic.

"I... I'm tired."

Looking at Murong Rong's flustered look, Rong Jiuci didn't force it: "Since you're tired, let's go to the hot spring to relieve fatigue. The hot spring here is quite famous."

"Take a hot spring?" Murong Rong stuttered a bit: "Are you with me?"

"There is a hot spring pool for one person, but since you strongly requested it, then I will accompany you."

Murong Rong almost yelled that she was wronged, when did she strongly ask Rong Jiuci to accompany her to the hot spring.

She immediately refused, but Rong Jiuci was not someone she could refuse casually, so she immediately asked someone to prepare.

But this trip to the hot spring was still unsuccessful, and Murong Rong received a call from Li Xiuqin.

She went to the hospital for hematopoietic stem cell testing.