Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Murong Rong was not in good spirits, she became sleepy not long after she had breakfast.

She didn't sleep very well this time, and her vague dreams were all bad dreams.

She knew it was a dream, but she couldn't wake up no matter what.

"Rongrong...Rongrong..."

It seemed that someone was calling her name all the time, when suddenly her shoulder was pushed, Murong Rong felt her whole body fall down suddenly, and then opened her eyes suddenly.

She stroked her chest, panting violently, with a look of horror on her face.

"Sorry to scare you." Ji Baibai looked at Murong Rong very apologetically, took a tissue to wipe her sweat, and looked at her worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"Well, I just had a nightmare."

Ji Baibai could not help but hold Murong Rong's hand: "Everything will be fine. By the way, Mr. Chu is here."

As soon as Murong Rong looked up, he saw Chu Yunxiao who was sitting beside him, and he couldn't help being a little surprised: "Mr. Chu, why are you here?"

"I'm worried about your situation, so I came to see you."

"Oh. Thank you for your concern, I'm fine now." Saying that, he smiled at Chu Yunxiao.

"You are pale, your breathing is weak, your sleep is light, and you still have nightmares after falling asleep. Your condition is not good." Chu Yunxiao said lightly: "You don't need to force yourself in front of me, it's useless."

"..." These words made Murong Rong very depressed, but thinking of the two meetings with Chu Yunxiao, she really didn't have to hold on.

Murong Rong smiled and said: "Even so, I still want to hold on. After all, I want to save face. However, it's not good, and it's not bad either."

Seeing the smile on Murong Rong's lips, Chu Yunxiao couldn't help feeling a little lost.

Murong Rong and Chu Yunxiao had only met twice before, and they hadn't said anything. After the simplest greetings, the two of them had nothing to say.

After being silent for a while, Chu Yunxiao suddenly said, "What I promised you yesterday still counts."

"What?" Murong Rong was stunned for a moment before he realized that Chu Yunxiao was talking about yesterday's wedding, in order to stimulate Rong Jiuci, she dragged him to propose marriage.

She said very apologetically, "Mr. Chu, I'm sorry to trouble you yesterday."

"It's my honor." Chu Yunxiao said and glanced at Yanxi.

Yan Xi immediately put a document in Murong Rong's hand.

"what is this?"

"Miss Mu, take a look."

Murong Rong opened the file and found that it was the transfer contract of the piano company.

This piano store is where An An used to practice piano.

Murong Rong was a little dazed: "What does this mean?"

Yan Xi said: "My master only found out about Miss An An, and we feel extremely sad. This piano shop is an asset under the name of my master. Since this piano shop carries the happy past of Miss An An, the master wants to give the piano shop to You are also my master's heart."

Murong Rong was stunned, and then refused without hesitation: "No, this gift is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Not to mention the value of the huge piano store, the thousands of pianos in the piano store alone are worth a lot.

"It's just a gadget, if you don't like it, throw it away." Chu Yunxiao glanced at Yanxi.

Yan Xi immediately nodded, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Burn the piano shop in the east of the city."

"This... this is a joke." Ji Baibai's eyes were about to pop out.

Yan Xi smiled: "Miss Li, my master never makes such silly jokes."

"That's true." Ji Baibai couldn't help but tugged at Murong Rong's arm.

Murong Rong's face was a little ugly, she took a deep breath and said: "Mr. Chu, the piano shop is your property, whether you smash it or burn it is your business, and should not be used as a tool to threaten me. What do you think?"

Chu Yunxiao looked at Murong Rong's cold expression, and smiled: "You misunderstood, and you are not threatening. I just want to tell you that if you marry me, no matter what you want or don't want, you are eligible Make up your own mind."

Chu Yunxiao picked up the document that Murong Rong put aside, and put it in her hand: "After all, this bears the happiest time of An An, you should keep it properly."

After Chu Yunxiao finished speaking, he stood up from the chair, nodded to Ji Baibai politely, and left with Yanxi.

After Ji Baibai came back to his senses, he couldn't help but marvel: "I know that piano store in the east of the city is worth over [-] million."

"Ah."

When she bought a piano for An An, she simply learned about the piano shop over there, and the price of the pianos in it was already more than [-] million yuan. [-] million.

"Wow, it's a gift worth hundreds of millions, which is too grand." Ji Baibai's eyes were full of stars: "Rong Rong, since you don't want to marry Rong Jiuci, you might as well consider Mr. Chu."

Young, handsome, and rich, this is simply the best candidate for marriage.

Murong Rong refused without hesitation: "If you want to get something, you have to give something. Behind the huge benefits is a huge risk."

Ji Baibai deeply agrees: "That's right. It's better for me to live in Linchuan. It's better for me to be simple."

She rested her chin on her hand and said, "If he can stop being so motivated, it would be great to go home with me and make a salted fish."

Murong Rong couldn't help laughing at Ji Baibai's pity, and her eyes saw the document in her hand again.

If Chu Yunxiao wanted to burn other places, Murong Rong would not stop it at all.

But, it happened to be this piano shop.

Her family, An An, had a hard time since she was a child, and there were not a few happy days in her short life.

She likes to play the piano, and the piano shop is the happiest place for her.

An An's image seemed to appear in front of her eyes again, she tilted her head and said, "Mommy, I have learned a new song to play for you."

Murong Rong's eye sockets couldn't help but become moist.

Song Group, President's Office.

Song Xiuyuan was buried in a pile of business when suddenly a figure rushed towards him.

"Third brother, can you take a look at the blueprint of my new painting?"

"good very good."

Song Hongfeng was dissatisfied: "Third brother, you didn't even glance at it. This praise is too fake and too perfunctory. You should take a look anyway."

"You don't need to look, I also know that you draw very well." Song Xiuyuan turned his head and looked at Song Hongfeng gently: "Because my younger sister is a talented student in Princeton, and she has received soft hands from various awards, how could she fail to draw a picture today? Blueprints?"

"Third brother, although you have praised it very well, you can't hide your perfunctory. You have to take a good look, because this time the design is very important, and I have the strongest opponent."

Just as Song Xiuyuan was about to speak, the door of the office was slammed open.