Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

master bedroom.

Murong Rong is looking for Rong Jiuci's fallen hair.

Although Qin Yehan told her that the man who went into her room that night was Rong Jiuci, there was no proof after all.

After much deliberation, she decided that the best way was to get Rong Jiuci's hair for a paternity test.

This is not an easy task.

Rong Jiuci's bedroom is not only cleaned by her every day, but also has a special person to thoroughly clean and disinfect Rong Jiuci's bedroom. It is very difficult to find his hair.

Murong Rong looked around and put his last hope on the big bed.

Rong Jiuci pushed open the bedroom door, and saw Murong Rong kneeling on the bed, with his upper body pressed against the bed and his buttocks raised high.

This scene is full of life and fragrance.

"Murong Rong, what are you doing?"

Murong Rong searched too intently, finally found a hair with hair follicles, just about to smile when he heard a cold shout.

Murong Rong was taken aback, and reflexively grabbed her hair into her palm.

She was about to leave the bed immediately, but she was too anxious and accidentally fell down on the big bed again.

Murong Rong was almost crying by himself, got up from the bed in the next second, lowered his head, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Rong, I just wanted to help you tidy up, but I almost fell asleep unexpectedly. I'm sorry. I'll ask Uncle Chen to arrange someone to change the sheets."

As Murong Rong said, he hurried out.

"Stop!" Rong Jiuci's voice was not high, but he could not refuse.

Murong Rong could only stop, but she didn't turn her head back: "Is there any other order for Mr. Rong?"

"Hand over the things."

"What?" Murong Rong's expression froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

However, this still did not escape Rong Jiuci's eyes: "Murong Rong, don't challenge my patience, or are you going to let me do it myself?"

Murong Rong had no choice but to slowly open his palms.

Her face was a little pale, her eyes were slightly closed, and she hardly dared to look at Rong Jiuci's face.

"Murong Rong, I really didn't expect you to be so courageous!"

Hearing Rong Jiuci's cool voice, Murong Rong's heart sank suddenly. Sure enough, the worst happened.

"Mr. Rong, I'm sorry, I really have a reason for doing this..." Murong Rong had already decided to go all out.

Anyway, with Rong Jiuci's cleverness, he must have guessed why she took his hair by now.

Instead of hiding it, it is better to be honest.

Anyway, based on her understanding of Rong Jiuci, even if she gets angry with her again, she won't ignore An An.

This is enough.

"You still dare to quibble?" Rong Jiuci snorted coldly: "You have bad intentions for secretly hiding the tie I threw away. The only thing you can do is sincerely repent, not quibble."

what?

Murong Rong was stunned, then looked up in a daze, and saw that she was holding a tie in her open hand.

It took Murong Rong a while to remember.

Just now she wanted to go to the bathroom to steal Rong Jiuci's toothbrush, and his DNA could be easily extracted from it.

However, she couldn't find a spare one anyway, and the things Rong Jiuci used were too expensive, she couldn't afford a replacement at all, so she had to give up.

Then, she saw a discarded tie in the trash beside her, and thought that this tie was also worn by Rong Jiuci, so she kept it.

I didn't expect such a misunderstanding to occur.

Murong Rong suddenly felt grateful that he had escaped, and quickly explained: "I saw that this tie was still new, and I didn't know that you discarded it, so I was going to take it out to help take care of it. I really didn't intend to steal it."

Rong Jiuci smiled inexplicably, and didn't say whether he believed Murong Rong's words or not.

"I'm hungry."

"I made wontons just now, how about cooking a bowl for you?"

"Yes." Rong Jiuci agreed.

Murong Rong hurried out of the room.

She couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when she saw the hair tightly pinched in her hands. She took out the airtight bag and carefully packed it in, keeping it close to her body.

Murong Rong then went to the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, he went upstairs with two side dishes and a bowl of wontons.

"Mr. Rong, the food is ready, please take your time. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

"and many more……"

Hearing Rong Jiuci calling her to stop again, Murong Rong was very puzzled: "Mr. Rong, I have finished my work today, do you have anything else to order?"

Originally, Rong Jiuci's call to stop Murong Rong was just impulsive, but seeing Murong Rong look like a reporter about to leave, he felt very upset.

They all did things to hide that he didn't want a tie, and they still put on an appearance of trying to draw a clear distance in front of him, feeling a little upset.

Rong Jiuci leaned on the chair: "Chaos is a bit hot, you should cool it down for me first."

"What... what?"

Murong Rong could hardly believe what he heard.

What Rong Jiuci said just now made her blow the wontons cold.

Even An An and Chen Chen would not make such a request.

"Why are you still not moving? Is there any difficulty?" Rong Jiuci frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Since it is difficult, why don't we talk about the matter that you stole my tie just now?"

"Don't...don't." Murong Rong hurriedly stopped her, how dare she say goodbye to Rong Jiu.

Rong Jiuci leaned back on the chair, raised his chin slightly: "Blow."

Murong Rong couldn't help but took a deep breath.

Thinking of Rong Jiuci's generosity during this period of time, as well as the several times he helped her, and the fact that he is very likely to be An An's father, he immediately became willing to do this again.

The only thing I could do was put the wontons into a small bowl, cool them gently, and deliver them to Rong Jiuci.

Rong Jiuci didn't take it, but just opened his mouth, obviously wanting to be fed by Murong Rong.

Murong Rong: "..."

All right, just feed it, treat it as a child feed.

Rong Jiuci ate the wontons in one bite, and the delicious taste filled his lips and tongue. Even though he had eaten so many delicacies and tasted so many cooking skills, only the meals made by Murong Rong were the most appetizing.

No wonder Chen Chen likes her so much.

Thinking of his son, Rong Jiuci's eyes couldn't help falling on Murong Rong, a pair of deep and sharp eyes stared at Murong Rong without blinking for a moment.

Under such gazes, Murong Rong was extremely nervous. If she hadn't told herself repeatedly that she really couldn't afford to offend this man, she couldn't help but walk away long ago.

A bowl of wontons is not too little, but it didn't take long, and they were all eaten, and even the two side dishes were not wasted in the slightest.

Murong Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said: "Mr. Rong, it's time for me to go back to the hospital. I'll take my leave today."

With that said, he hurried to leave.

"Murong Rong."

Rong Jiuci suddenly grabbed Murong Rong's wrist, preventing her from leaving.

Murong Rong was caught off guard, and was pulled by this force and fell over. The next second, she fell into a warm and broad embrace.