Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

The cold expression on Rong Jiucijun's face suddenly softened.

The more bloody winds and rains I experience outside, the more I can't stop loving the warmth at this moment.

Rong Jiuci lifted the quilt and went to bed, lying beside Murong Rong.

The bed in the room was 1.8 meters, not too small, it was more than enough for Murong Rong and Chen Chen to sleep, and with Rong Jiuci, a big man, it was a bit crowded.

Murong Rong moved his body uncomfortably, and made a raving sound, as if he was about to wake up.

Rong Jiuci hugged her into his arms, and gently patted her shoulder with his big palm.

Murong Rong moved again, but she, who was asleep, quickly fell asleep because of the familiar hug, the familiar breath, and the brows that had been furrowed all this time also unknowingly relaxed.

After getting along for such a long time, a lot of trust and dependence have quietly penetrated into the bone marrow.

Rong Jiuci lowered his eyes, stared at Murong Rong for a long while in the dim light of the room, and then slowly fell asleep.

Late at night, Linhai Tingtao Apartment.

Ye Wanxin smashed the crystal cup in her hand to the ground with a bang. She gritted her teeth and growled angrily: "Idiot!"

"The whole family is stupid!"

She couldn't believe it no matter what, everything had been arranged, even Murong Rong was tricked out and failed.

But what made Ye Wanxin even more angry was that Rong Jiuci realized something was wrong in such a short time.

How much he valued Murong Rong!

Why did Rong Jiuci value Murong Rong so much!

Ye Wanxin didn't dare to think about it, as long as she thought about it, she would be so angry that she would explode.

It seems that besides waiting for the most suitable time for that woman to take Murong Rong away calmly, she also needs to do something else.

Ye Wanxin took the mobile phone and made a call. After the call was connected, she immediately said, "Do me a favor!"

The next day.

This time Murong Rong slept very contentedly, she hugged Chen Chen's milky body tightly, enjoying the warmth of the morning at this moment.

At this time, a voice came from the top of the head: "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

Murong Rong responded subconsciously, then opened his eyes suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw Rong Jiuci who was leaning against the bed.

He was wearing a robe, and the loose belt revealed his strong chest. His hair was different from the usual meticulous, messy and lazy in the morning.

"you……"

Murong Rong was very surprised: "Why are you here?"

"I'm not here, where do you want me to go?" There was a little displeasure in Rong Jiuci's voice.

"I, I didn't mean that." Murong Rong wanted to speak when Chen Chen woke up.

Murong Rong couldn't care about anything else, all her attention was attracted by Chen Chen.

Rong Jiuci felt a little upset when he saw how intimate the big and the young were.

These two little heartless.

But looking at their relaxed and happy expressions, he snorted: "Get up and eat."

After speaking, lift the quilt and get off the bed.

Sensing that Rong Jiuci was gone, his tense shoulders couldn't help but relax a little, and Murong Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mummy." Chen Chen raised his face and looked at Murong Rong: "Did you quarrel with Daddy?"

"No. There was no quarrel." That was not a quarrel, and this time the matter could not be resolved by a quarrel.

"It's a pity that we didn't quarrel." Chen Chen looked regretful, if the two kept arguing, Mommy would be able to sleep with him all the time.

Looking at Chen Chen's regretful expression, Murong Rong couldn't help but rubbed his hair, and then couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

After breakfast, Rong Jiu resigned from work.

Chen Chen has equestrian lessons in the morning, and the class is held at the Rong family's private horse farm.

"Mommy, come with me, okay?"

Murong Rong didn't want to go at first, but after Chen Chen's begging, he finally agreed.

After arriving at the racecourse, Chen Chen was picked up by his equestrian teacher to go to class.

Chen Chen, who had changed into a full set of protective clothing, was sitting on the horseback, looking heroic and handsome at such a young age.

Seeing Murong Rong staring at Chen Chen, Uncle Zhong couldn't help asking: "Miss Mu, do you want to try riding a horse?"

"I don't want it this time, I promised to accompany Chen Chen to class."

Seeing Murong Rong insisting, Uncle Zhong didn't persuade her, but asked someone to move a seat for Murong Rong.

After thanking Uncle Zhong, Murong Rong sat on the chair, took out his portfolio and began to draw, quickly sketching with the pen tip on the white paper, soon Chen Chen's figure appeared vividly on the paper.

Although Murong Rong is a designer, she is actually very good at drawing.

"You rely on this little trick to trick Chen Chen into being happy?"

The sudden voice from beside her brought Murong Rong back to her senses, as soon as she looked up, she saw Mrs. Rong standing aside.

She was looking at her sullenly, with displeasure in her expression.

"Madam Rong." Murong Rong immediately stood up and greeted Madam Rong very politely.

Mrs. Rong did not soften her expression because of Murong Rong's politeness, but instead asked aggressively: "I'm asking you something, are you coaxing Chen Chen like this, and that's why he wants you."

Murong Rong saw Mrs. Rong staring at the painting in her hand.

More than half of this painting has been drawn, and Chen Chen's high spirits are vivid on the white paper.

Murong Rong did not respond to Madam Rong's question, but said: "Madam Rong, do you like this painting? I can give it to you."

Mrs. Rong couldn't help but sneered when she heard the words: "Murong Rong, have you really been praised too much and think that you are a master? Give it to me. I will be rare for such a broken painting?"

Just as Murong Rong was about to speak, Chen Chen rushed over during the intermission: "Grandma, do you miss Chen Chen?"

Mrs. Rong looked at her grandson's bright smile, where there was no arrogance just now, and she became kind in an instant: "Yes, I miss my eldest grandson."

"I miss grandma too." Chen Chen looked up and saw the painting in Mrs. Rong's hand. He was very pleasantly surprised: "Mum, did you draw this?"

"Hmm. Do you like it?"

Chen Chen nodded vigorously: "I like it very much."

He looked helplessly at Mrs. Rong's eyes full of longing.

Mrs. Rong couldn't stand her grandson's gaze, so she had no choice but to pass the painting in her hand to Chen Chen: "Here, here you are."

"Thank you grandma." Chen Chen put it away very happily.

Mrs. Rong couldn't take her eyes off. She also wanted a portrait of her grandson.

Seeing this, Murong Rong said: "Madam Rong, if you want, I can draw a portrait of you and Chen Chen."

"Okay." Chen Chen immediately agreed, and he shook Madam Rong's hand slightly: "Grandma, let's invite Auntie Mu for a portrait."

Mrs. Rong didn't refuse, and she couldn't refuse, so she sat on the chair, held Chen Chen in her arms, and posed for Murong Rong to draw.

Murong Rong drew very fast, and within half an hour, Mrs. Rong and Chen Chen were already vivid on the paper.