Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

A young woman answered Rong Jiuci's most private cell phone.

Murong Rong was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized.

This should be the secretary next to Rong Jiuci or something.

"Where is Rong Jiuci? I have something to ask him, please give him your phone."

Hearing Murong Rong's calm voice, a dark light flashed in the woman's eyes, and the words she spoke were still gentle and gentle: "Mr. Rong is sweating all over and went to the bathroom to take a shower. If Miss Mu has something to do, you can tell me. Wait a while." , I will convey it on my behalf."

At that moment, it was as if something exploded in Murong Rong's heart, his mind was full of that sentence, Mr. Rong was sweating and went to take a shower.

sweating...

In the coldest winter, even indoors, it might not be easy to get hot enough to sweat, unless...

Murong Rong couldn't think any more, and hung up the phone with a snap.

At this moment, Murong Rong's mind was blank, she couldn't do any thinking.

……

Rong Group, President's Office.

Yang Kaiqing pushed open the office door with the document, and saw secretary Xu Ziqing playing with Rong Jiuci's cell phone.

Yang Kaiqing's expression suddenly changed: "Xu Ziqing, what are you doing? Who will allow you to touch President Rong's phone!"

"I just saw that the CEO's cell phone looks good, so I couldn't help but take it over to have a look." Of course Xu Ziqing would not say anything, she answered Murong Rong's call and said it so ambiguously on purpose.

Anyway, she has deleted the call record.

Seeing Yang Kaiqing frowned, with a displeased expression on his face, he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Assistant Yang, I didn't do it on purpose, I promise there will be no next time, okay? Please, don't tell President Rong, otherwise, I will Kicked out of the Rong family, please, please."

Yang Kaiqing looked at Xu Ziqing's pitiful look with his palms folded, he couldn't help but let her go after a few lessons.

Xu Ziqing let out a long breath and left thankfully. When she closed the office, she couldn't help showing a triumphant smile on her face.

She never considered whether Murong Rong might misunderstand?If there is a misunderstanding, how serious will it be in her heart? That was her goal.

She wished that Murong Rong would seize this opportunity to make trouble with Rong Jiuci.

There is no man in the world who doesn't hate women, especially a proud man like Rong Jiuci.

As long as she thinks of driving Murong Rong away, she will have a chance to sneak in. Xu Ziqing has a restrained smile on her face, and she has already started to imagine those beautiful futures in her mind.

……

Mrs. Xiang walked over following the sound, and when she saw that the phone was in Murong Rong's hand, she was very surprised and couldn't help but said, "Miss Mu, what are you thinking? Your phone has rang several times."

Only then did Murong Rong come back to her senses, she lowered her head and looked at the phone in her hand.

The screen showed that more than a dozen missed calls were from Mrs. Song.

Just as Murong Rong was about to call back, Mrs. Song called again.

Murong Rong just connected the steel, and Mrs. Song's roar sounded: "Murong Rong, what's the matter with you, I called you, why didn't you answer? Are you still harboring resentment and planning to kill Nan? Nan! Why are you so vicious!"

"I order you to pick me up immediately. If you delay looking for Nannan, I will never let you go!"

After Mrs. Song finished yelling, she hung up the phone with a snap.

"Miss Mu, what's the matter?" Mrs. Xiang also vaguely heard something from the side.

"It's okay, I'll go out for a while."

Mrs. Xiang quickly said, "Miss Mu, let me go with you."

"No need. It's just a small matter, and it's easy to solve. You stay at home and guard Chenchen."

Mrs. Xiang wanted to say something else, but Murong Rong had already left with her handbag and arms.

"Miss Mu!" Mrs. Xiang couldn't help calling, but Murong Rong didn't turn her head.

When Murong Rong arrived with his car, Mrs. Song had already been waiting in front of the dilapidated small courtyard for a long time.

After waiting for a long time, Mrs. Song's stomach was full of anger: "Murong Rong, what's the matter with you? If you don't want to help, just tell me!"

"It's really pitiful for us Chenchen to meet such a cruel mother."

"Also, didn't you cling to Rong Jiuci? Why do you still drive this kind of broken car? Did you pick it up from the garbage dump?"

Mrs. Song couldn't help complaining endlessly when she got in the car.

Suddenly, she saw the moon sticker on the console in front of her, and the disgust in her eyes couldn't stop: "What the hell is this? It's so ugly, hurry up and tear it off."

As he said that, he was about to reach out to tear off the sticker on the dashboard.

"Don't move!" Murong Rong's complexion changed, and he immediately reached out to push Mrs. Song's hand away.

At that moment, she was so anxious that she didn't even care about the steering wheel, the car suddenly lost control and almost collided with other vehicles.

Mrs. Song was so frightened that she screamed, and couldn't help scolding Murong Rong angrily: "Why are you so crazy? Did you die to protect these crap?"

"This is not a piece of shit! This is An An's reward!" Murong Rong parked the car aside, and carefully smoothed the edges of the sticker that Mrs. Song had buckled up with her fingers.

These stickers were given to her by Mr. Si after she learned piano from Mr. Si.

"Mommy, the teacher said that I play the piano very well! The teacher also said that I will be everyone's moon in the future, so give me a moon sticker."

She hugged her again, and said with her white face up, "But, Mommy, you are Ann's moon, so I want to give the stickers to Mommy."

Murong Rong couldn't help but smile when he thought of those warm memories.

What a silly sweet girl, her little girl.

Mrs. Song saw Murong Rong's gentle and nostalgic appearance, she couldn't help curling her lips, and said disdainfully: "It's just a worthless broken sticker sent by a loser, and it's worth such a treasure like you?"

Murong Rong's complexion suddenly changed, his eyes were cold and sharp, and he said each word: "This is not some junk, this is the most precious treasure that An An left to me. If Mrs. Song is not used to it, Just take someone else's car."

As he said that, Murong Rong unlocked the central lock, unlocked Mrs. Song's seat belt, and was about to drive her out of the car.

Mrs. Song didn't expect Murong Rong's reaction to be so intense, and she said in a dazed way: "I just said it casually, what are you doing so seriously? Look at you, you can't take a little joke. No wonder you didn't please my husband and my mother-in-law before." .”

Murong Rong ignored Mrs. Song, and there was already impatience between his brows.

She can guarantee that if Mrs. Song dares to say anything nonsense again, she will drive her out.

It is bound to be strong, Mrs. Song saw Murong Rong's face was not very good-looking, she stopped her mouth resentfully, and dared not say anything more.

Soon the appointment with the private detective arrived.