Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

"How could it be? She will never bully Chen Chen." Although Mrs. Rong still has a lot of dissatisfaction with Murong Rong, she must be sure that she is actually very good to Chen Chen.

Otherwise, Chen Chen would never be so close to her.

"She's been slacking off all day today, so it's not bullying." Ye Wanxin said with grief and indignation, "Auntie, I've seen it all, so don't hide it from me anymore!"

"I really didn't hide from you." Mrs. Rong could only find a way to explain by herself: "She was supposed to rest today, but she was very worried and Chen Chen came to see. You can also see how much Chen Chen clings to her, Chen Chen Now like this, I only have instinct and will not lie at all.”

Ye Wanxin seemed to be comforted: "It seems that I misunderstood this time."

She apologized and said to Mrs. Rong: "Auntie, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that although I am Chenchen's mother, Jiuci has always refused to marry me, so that I can't always guard Chenchen. It’s bound to be a little tense.”

When Mrs. Rong heard Ye Wanxin mention the marriage of the two families, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty. No matter what, her son was engaged to another girl for four years and refused to get married. This is a debt.

Especially, now that he is about to marry Murong Rong.

"Should be, should be, Chenchen is the flesh that fell from your body, it's normal for you to be nervous and worried."

"It's good that Auntie can understand." Ye Wanxin changed her voice and said, "It seems that you will not refuse, Auntie. I have been ordering Murong Rong around for a while."

"handle?"

"That's right." Ye Ye said in a natural way: "Aside from doing his own job well, it is more important for a servant to obey his master's orders and be in charge. In Chenchen's situation, these two points are more important. As Chenchen's mommy, I should take care of him as a matter of course. Auntie should be fine."

"This..." Mrs. Rong was a little embarrassed, but under Ye Wanxin's expectant eyes, she still couldn't say a word of rejection.

Ye Wanxin looked at Mrs. Rong, and said lightly: "If my aunt feels a little embarrassed, why not let my parents come to Rong's house to discuss my marriage with Jiu Ci when I go back. If I pursue ostentation and a sense of ceremony, I will gradually take less work, and I will gradually retreat behind the scenes, and everything will be focused on Chen Chen. What do you think, Auntie?"

How could Mrs. Rong dare to agree, so she could only perfunctory: "Your wedding is not urgent, after all, it is a major event in your life, it is normal for you to want to be more cautious, and this is not something that can be done in a day or two Son,"

She quickly said to Murong Rong: "Murong Rong, you can take care of Miss Ye just once."

As he spoke, he winked at Murong Rong.

"Okay." Murong Rong agreed without hesitation.

Mrs. Rong's complexion looked better, because Murong Rong's understanding was also somewhat satisfied with her.

But after thinking about it, if Rong Jiuci hadn't insisted on marrying Murong Rong, there would be no need for her to tell such a lie.

Ye Wanxin seemed to have no idea what Madam Rong meant, and a smile appeared on her face.

She raised her chin at Murong and said, "Xiao Rong, push me to the living room now."

Murong Rong walked over, took the wheelchair from the servant, and pushed Ye Wanxin to take the elevator to the first floor.

"Help me sit on the couch."

Murong Rong helped Ye Wanxin sit down.

Ye Wanxin took a look at Murong Rong and said, "When I sit down, you have to put the pillow around my waist so that I will be comfortable, remember?"

"Remember." Murong Rong took the pillow and put it on Ye Wanxin's waist.

Ye Wanxin's brows and eyes stretched a little, and she said, "Go and heat me a glass of milk now."

Murong Rong didn't refuse either.

In fact, from the moment she agreed to let Ye Wanxin order her around, she knew that Miss Ye was going to play around in different ways.

But she still underestimated her after all.

"The milk is too hot, how can you drink it when it's so hot?"

"The milk is too cold, what if I feel sick to my stomach after drinking it?"

"Why don't you remove the milk skin on the milk? It's disgusting to drink."

"How do you use your hands when you bring the milk? Don't you know that your hands are dirty? With so many bacteria, how do you ask me to drink it?"

Ye Wanxin tossed Murong Rong seven or eight times with a glass of milk.

Murong Rong didn't have any tricks from the beginning to the end. Anyway, there are only so many methods and methods to toss people, nothing new. The methods of the wife of the Song family back then were much better than Ye Wanxin's.

Mrs. Rong couldn't see it a little bit.

Although she is lofty and arrogant, and her temper is not very good, she has never been a difficult person to serve, and she has never tossed anyone.

"Wanxin, I think the beef is almost too hot this time, you should drink it soon."

Ye Wanxin accepts it when she sees it well: "Auntie knows me well and knows what temperature of milk I like."

She smiled and took the milk and took a sip.

Then he said: "Auntie, I know you think I'm hypocritical, but Murong Rong didn't do a good job in this matter. As a servant, she should have known my preferences in the first place before doing it. She didn't even do this. I don't understand anything, I can only say that I am very disappointed, I can only impress her in this way, so that she can take better care of her in the future.

However, since I used her today, I will pay her three times the overtime pay. "

Mrs. Rong felt that what Ye Wanxin said was somewhat reasonable. Ever since Rong Jiuci and Murong Rong's wedding date was fixed, she had been worried that Chen Chen would be bullied.

Now Ye Wanxin, the biological mother, can give her a big blow.

Mrs. Rong stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."

After finishing speaking, he left.

Ye Wanxin immediately showed a triumphant smile, and when she looked at Murong Rong again, her expression became more domineering: "It's too monotonous to just drink milk like this, Xiao Rong, you can peel some chestnuts for me."

"Okay." Murong Rong asked: "Miss Ye, are you sure you want me to peel the plate of chestnuts in front of you?"

"Of course. Otherwise, do you think I'll ask you to fry another one?"

No.

She was worried that Ye Wanxin would let her find chestnuts from a certain chestnut tree, then shell them and fry them.

Having known Ye Wanxin for so long, she has learned many times about the waywardness of this young lady.

Murong Rong squatted down, took the chestnuts and was about to peel them, but who knew that just as he was about to do it, he was stopped again,

"What is this in your hand?"

"A small tool for peeling chestnuts."

"How does this little tool work? Is it going to be inserted into the chestnut and peeled?"

Murong Rong nodded, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, Ye Wanxin's expression suddenly became disgusted, "What are these things? Isn't it disgusting to break the chestnut shell? You peel it with your own hands."

by hand?

There are no openings on the chestnuts, if all the chestnuts are done by hand, her fingers will probably be useless soon.

Murong Rong turned to look at Ye Wanxin, and then saw the malice in Ye Wanxin's eyes.

She did it on purpose.

He deliberately wanted to take this opportunity to destroy her hand.