Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

"No, you can't do that!" Mrs. Song finally knew she was afraid.

Although the cleaning aunt of the entertainment club does not look very decent, but the salary is not bad, it is already the best job she can find.

"I can." Manager Cui said with a cold face, indifferent and ruthless: "If you are willing to leave obediently now, I will let the accountant call you this month's salary, otherwise, I will let you take every dime not!"

Mrs. Song was scared all of a sudden and didn't dare to say anything else.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw that Murong Rong had walked away from Rong Jiuci.

Murong Rong didn't stay to watch, seeing Mrs. Song's misfortune would not make her feel happy in the slightest.

"Murong Rong! Don't go!"

At this time, Mrs. Song's shouting voice came from behind: "Where is Nannan? Where did you get Nannan? Give Nannan back to me!"

"Give Nannan back to me." Mrs. Song collapsed on the ground, crying loudly: "Give it back to me, I only have Nannan as a relative."

Thinking of her eldest grandson, who had not been seen for a long time, her worries almost overwhelmed her.

At this moment, a voice came from above the head——

"What happened to Nannan?"

It was Murong Rong who came back.

Mrs. Song suddenly raised her head, looked at Murong Rong with eyes full of surprise, and said incoherently: "I knew it, I knew you would not be so heartless! Murong Rong, you can't treat me and the Song family without saving them! "

Murong Rong was a little impatient, and she wished she could not understand, what face did Madam Song have to say such words?

She had never been treated kindly by anyone during the five years in the Song family.

Even though she never planned to take revenge or do anything, it doesn't mean she will help the Song family and Mrs. Song.

She only turned around because she mentioned Nan Nan.

"What's the matter with Nannan?" Murong Rong reminded: "Mrs. Song, my patience is limited. I don't have the patience to listen to your nonsense. I hope you can know this."

When Mrs. Song heard Murong Rong's indifferent words, a flash of resentment flashed in her eyes, but no matter how much she hated, she didn't dare to talk about anything else.

"That day after you let the police take Lin Yawei away from the small courtyard, Nan Nan disappeared!"

"Missing?" Murong Rong frowned and said, "Didn't Lin Yawei let the teacher of the study class take Nan Nan away that day?"

"I went to pick up Nannan later, but the teacher in that cram school didn't go to class at all that day, and he didn't send Nannan there. He didn't even go to work again." Mrs. Song was in tears: " The teacher in that cram school took Nanguai away! My poor grandson, I don’t know how much he will suffer in the hands of this kind of person!”

Mrs. Song became more and more anxious, she grabbed Murong Rong's wrist suddenly, but before she touched Murong Rong, someone stopped her.

Rong Jiuci thought that he was guarding in front of Murong Rong, just like before, separating her from Murong Rong.

Let them be the difference between cloud and mud.

Mrs. Song didn't hate, but she didn't dare to hate, she begged Murong Rong: "Rong Rong, just because Nan Nan has called you Mommy for so many years, help him, help him, Those who abducted him will not treat him well! They are probably beating him! Cursing him! Not feeding him! Like..."

Mrs. Song is stuck.

What she wanted to say was that it was like An An was abused.

But she didn't dare to say it, because it was her son Song Chuhe who did those things that were inferior to animals.

Mrs. Song just begged: "Please, I beg you."

Murong Rong also knew what she wanted to say, so she couldn't help closing her eyes, the pity in her heart disappeared, and the expression on her face became more and more cold.

"I can help you call the police, and I can also help you urge the police to focus on this matter and find Nan as soon as possible."

"Murong Rong, this won't work, this won't be enough..." Mrs. Song looked at Rong Jiuci eagerly at the side, thinking in her heart that Murong Rong begged Rong Jiuci.

Murong Rong's attitude was very firm: "I can only do this, if you are not satisfied, please hire someone else."

After Murong Rong finished speaking, he turned around abruptly.

She didn't stop because of Mrs. Song's shout, but instead walked faster and faster, and finally ran all the way out of Scarlet World.

Murong Rong didn't know how long he had been running, all he knew was that he staggered and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Murong Rong!"

Rong Jiuci immediately stepped forward to help Murong Rong up.

When she fell down just now, her palms were propped on the ground, and the delicate skin on the palms had been scratched, and it looked shocking when it was mixed into the soil.

Rong Jiuci frowned into a knot: "Go to the hospital to treat the wound."

"It's just a small injury, don't make a big deal out of it."

"This injury must be treated." Seeing Murong Rong insisting on refusing to go to the hospital, Rong Jiuci dragged her over when he saw the Maybach parked on the side of the road, stuffed her into the car, and went to get the medicine box.

Murong Rong was about to leave the car immediately, but before she could move, she was dragged back by Rong Jiuci.

Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong who was full of resistance, and threatened: "Murong Rong, if you are dishonest again, I will help you get up and help you treat the wound."

"I said, there is no need to treat the wound! No need! No need! Can't you understand?" Murong Rong suddenly lost control of his emotions.

"Rong Jiuci, do you know? I hate myself very much, especially! I'm a bastard, I'm a big bastard!"

"How could I just let Song Chuhe get punished by the law before and let him go! I should teach him personally! He used to bully An An like that! They all bullied An An like that! But I didn't teach this devil myself!"

Nan Nan's disappearance, and Mrs. Song's words just now reminded Murong Rong of An An, and also reminded her of An An's bruises all over her body.

"It's not your fault." Rong Jiuci sighed, and pulled him into his arms: "I showed up too late. Rongrong, you really don't have to blame yourself. Song Chuhe, I have already arranged for someone to teach him a lesson. He It’s not going well so far.”

After he recognized An'an back then, he handed over the matter to the shadow.

Song Chuhe is in prison, and there are countless ways to make his life worse than death.

And the proud Song family of the Song family for several lifetimes was broken by his own hands, and he didn't even give him a chance to go bankrupt and liquidate.

At first he thought that was enough.

But seeing Murong Rong's current appearance, he felt that it was far from enough.

"If there is a mistake, then I have the same mistake as you. The mistake is that I did not avenge An An with my own hands. However, it is not too late. If you want, I can release Song Chuhe from prison on bail at any time. You can do all the harm he did to An An. Give it back to him, okay?"

"no need."

Murong Rong admitted that she was very, very excited at that moment, probably because she wanted to make up for An An, and she always wanted to do a lot of things.

However, she refused after all: "It's no longer necessary."

Murong Rong finally regained her sanity from the loss of control just now, she closed her eyes, tears rolled down her face: "Let An An be at peace."

Rong Jiuci stared at Murong Rong for a while, then suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist: "Follow me."