Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Mr. Si didn't expect Murong Rong to come so quickly, he stood up and said apologetically, "Miss Mu, I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."

"Where did you make a slip of the tongue? For An An, you praise every word and every word. If An An knows that the master she admires praises so much, she will be very happy."

Mr. Si also laughed: "What little girls like most is being praised."

Murong Rong listened with great interest to Mr. Si's story about An An's piano practice.

This is a side she never knew. Hearing that her daughter was so smart, Murong Rong felt sincerely happy: "Mr. Si, thank you for teaching An An so carefully and giving her such a happy life."

Mr. Si shook his head: "I just did what I was supposed to do. What's the point of thanking you? Besides, I didn't take good care of An An. When she was here, she was bullied by a little boy.

An An was very sad, she was so wronged that she shed tears. I wanted to tell you what I wanted to tell you, but An An insisted that I not tell you, saying that I was afraid that you would worry. "

Murong Rong really didn't know about this, so he asked casually: "What's that boy's name? He's really naughty."

"That child seems to be called Nan Nan."

"Nannan?"

Murong Rong never thought that she would hear Nan Nan's name after such a long time.

"Do you know Miss Mu?"

Murong Rong nodded, took a deep breath and said, "Nan Nan is the child who replaced An An."

Mr. Si didn't expect it to be like this. He opened his mouth and couldn't help saying, "This is really an unexpected fate."

The light in Murong Rong's eyes dimmed: "It's all because I'm stupid for not taking good care of An'an."

Seeing the pain hidden in Murong Rong's expression, Mr. Si couldn't help comforting him: "Miss Mu, don't do this, An An doesn't want to see you blame yourself so much."

Murong Rong nodded: "Thank you, Master Kongzang, for your concern, I will."

She chatted with Mr. Si for a while, and Mr. Si's phone rang.

Mr. Si said, "Miss Mu, take your time to clean up. I'll answer the phone first."

"Okay, you go first." Murong Rong started to pack the things in the piano room after seeing off Mr. Si.

She cleaned up very slowly, and every time she cleaned up, she couldn't help imagining what An An looked like at that time.

It was as if she saw her daughter living beside her again.

"An An."

Murong Rong could no longer control his emotions.

For a while, everyone told her to be well, otherwise An An would be worried.

She also worked hard to get better, but the pain of losing An An never went away.

For a moment Murong Rong couldn't bear it any longer and fell on the piano and cried bitterly.

"Isn't this Mr. Si's piano room? Why are people crying?"

Hearing the voice from behind, Murong Rong stopped crying. She wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve indiscriminately, and stood up from the chair.

"Sorry, I was rude."

Murong Rong hastily apologized.

"Young Madam?"

The visitor couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing Murong Rong.

Murong Rong was very puzzled, he couldn't help but raised his head, and saw a young boy with a cat-like appearance standing at the door.

He was staring at her with wide eyes, looking at her in shock, as if he had seen a ghost.

Murong Rong thought he was frightened by her tears.

She apologized in her heart, said sorry again, and was about to leave.

As soon as she moved, she was stopped, and the boy hurriedly said, "No! You can't go!"

Murong Rong's expression suddenly became vigilant: "What are you thinking? This is a public place."

"What am I afraid of? I just want to stay."

Hey, no matter how you listen to this, you have bad intentions.

"I just want to confirm one thing with you, have you ever lost your memory?"

"Amnesia?" Murong Rong looked at the man's earnest expression and was speechless: "What are you talking about? This kind of strike-up is no longer popular."

The boy became anxious all of a sudden: "It's really not a conversation. Come on, you follow me to meet my master!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Murong Rong.

Murong Rong avoided it without hesitation, and immediately shouted: "Is anyone there? Come on!"

"Don't shout, I just want to take you to meet my master!" The boy was also anxious: "You don't know what the master has become because of you? Ever since you died, the master has turned gray overnight!"

Thinking of the hardships his master has suffered all these years, the boy almost burst into tears.

"Xiaoxi."

At this time, a deep voice sounded: "What are you doing?"

The boy named Xiao Xi immediately turned his head and looked over when he heard the voice. When he saw the man running over, he said ecstatically, "Master, I found Young Madam, look!"

Hearing the words, the visitor looked towards the position pointed by Yan Xizhi, and saw a young girl's body tense, showing repulsion all over her body.

When he saw Murong Rong's face, his pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a momentary loss of concentration in his eyes.

Murong Rong was also looking at the person coming, his hair was already gray just like what the boy said just now.

However, this color does not affect the man's appearance at all, but makes him look extravagant.

He was very tall, even if he just stood there, he gave people a strong sense of oppression. This was the first person she had ever seen who could be compared to Rong Jiuci in both imposing manner and appearance.

Looking at her is also very strange, there are extremely intense emotions surging in those dark eyes.

Like joy and sadness, in just a short moment, it seems that countless stories have been staged.

But it quickly faded away.

"She's not Mo Yan."

"Isn't it?" Yan Xi couldn't believe it: "But she looks exactly like Young Madam."

The man said lightly: "There are all kinds of wonders in the world, but it's just a girl like Mo Yan."

"But..." Yanxi thinks that it's not just that, they look so similar, either they are twins born at the same time or they are one person.

And the young lady has always been an only daughter.

"Miss, I'm sorry." The man apologized to Murong Rong very politely, then turned and left without hesitation.

Yan Xi couldn't help but looked back at Murong Rong again, and said: "I know that many unpleasant things have happened, but the master was forced to do so, if you are really young lady, if you really have a conscience, you should hurry back Come to the master."

After speaking, he left immediately.

Murong Rong breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't take Yan Xi's words to heart.

Because she clearly knew that she was not the Young Madam and Mo Yan as he said.

Murong Rong accelerated the speed of cleaning up.

At this time, her cell phone rang, and it was Li Xiuqin calling.

As soon as she connected, her mother's displeased and urgent voice came from the other end: "Rongrong, where have you been?"

"Master Kongzang is back. I'm here to pack An'an's things."

Li Xiuqin frowned, it was just a dead child, so what's so rare about those things.

However, Li Xiuqin also knew such words, so she couldn't say them no matter what.

He could only urge him to say, "We're leaving at five o'clock, come back and pack your things."

Murong Rong responded, and after putting An An's scattered things into a bag, he called the staff of the piano store and left the address for them to send An An's piano back.

After finishing, Murong Rong was ready to leave.

As soon as she came out of the piano shop, a figure rushed towards her.

"Murong Rong!"