Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Netizens watched so many journalists expressively telling how arrogant Murong Rong was, and on the day the contract expired, he never contacted Mr. David, let alone delivered [-] flower and bird pictures.

Fans who originally supported Murong Rong didn't dare to speak anymore. Those black fans and navy crazily blackmailed Murong Rong to death. For a while, there were voices of crusade against Murong Rong on the Internet, as if she had really done something heinous matter.

Song Hongfeng kept checking all kinds of news on his mobile phone, and the smile on his face never stopped.

In the past, she always regarded Murong Rong as her biggest opponent, but now she realized that she completely overestimated her.

Murong Rong is very talented in design, but her emotional intelligence is really poor.

In this world, it has never been possible for a capable person to succeed, but to be a human being.

Murong Rong is undoubtedly unqualified in this aspect. Even if such a woman is lucky enough to marry into the Rong family, she will only be kicked out in the end.

Song Hongfeng was in a particularly happy mood, and made another call: "Help me find out the location of Mrs. Rong."

If you want to gain a foothold in a family like theirs, the love of your mother-in-law is the most important thing.

Soon Song Hongfeng received Mrs. Rong's location, she packed her things and was ready to go out.

As a result, as soon as he walked out of the bedroom door, he saw Song Xiuyuan sitting on the sofa.

Song Hongfeng was taken aback, and asked very unexpectedly: "Third brother, when did you come? Why didn't you make a sound after you came?"

Song Xiuyuan raised his eyelids and said, "I came when you were enjoying watching the news with your mobile phone. I also heard that you asked someone to check the location of Mrs. Rong. You are in such a hurry to go out now, do you want to meet Mrs. Rong by chance? ?”

Song Hongfeng's complexion changed, but she quickly returned to normal. She said, "That's right, I want to see Mrs. Rong. But it's not because of any shady purpose, but because Mrs. Rong asked me to design a dress for her before. I’m going to show her the design draft.”

Song Xiuyuan didn't speak, but just looked at Song Hongfeng indifferently.

Song Hongfeng was a little guilty when Song Xiuyuan looked at him: "Third brother, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Hong Feng, don't you know that whenever you lie in front of me since childhood, your fingers would pinch the corners of your clothes?"

As soon as Song Hongfeng lowered her head, she saw that she was pinching the corner of her clothes. She immediately let go of her hand, called third brother, and explained to herself: "I'm not lying, Mrs. Rong really likes my design draft, or third brother, you I think my blueprints are not worthy of being liked by Mrs. Rong."

"You were No.2 in the Fashion Fashion Designer Contest not long ago." Song Xiuyuan didn't need to say anything more.

For a woman like Mrs. Rong who was born into a wealthy family, she may choose a young designer because she likes it, but she will never choose No.2.

Therefore, if Song Hongfeng's works wanted to be favored by Mrs. Rong, Mrs. Rong would not choose her until she had another achievement that overwhelmed her being the second runner-up.

Song Hongfeng was startled, and then her face turned red. She said angrily, "Third Brother, what do you mean? Is it in your heart that I am not as good as Murong Rong!"

Song Xiuyuan frowned: "I never meant that, I'm just discussing the facts."

"A matter of fact?" Song Hongfeng's voice was even louder: "A matter of fact, even you started to belittle me like the outsiders! A matter of fact means that third brother, you have repented. You once promised to help me achieve my wish, but you have reneged!

That's fine, anyway, I can rely on myself, and I've always only had myself! "

"Hongfeng!" Song Xiuyuan couldn't help emphasizing his tone: "It's the first time you say that, and I'll treat you as angry again."

Song Hongfeng heard the anger in Song Xiuyuan's words, she controlled her anger for a while, but her tone was still cold: "I admit that what I said just now was a bit inappropriate, but third brother, did I really say something wrong? Ask yourself, Have you helped me these days? You haven't!"

"Not only did you not, but you kept stopping me. The reason was ridiculous. Brother Nine is already married to Murong Rong."

"So what if they're married? Besides being talented, that Murong Rong was lucky enough to give birth to brother Jiu's child. How is she better than me?"

"It's still third brother, you want to tell me that Murong Rong is better than me in every way?"

"Hongfeng, calm down, listen to me tell you slowly, this matter is no longer a question of whether Murong Rong is better than you, but..."

"I don't listen!"

Song Hongfeng interrupted Song Xiuyuan: "I know what you want to say, but, third brother, I don't have a single word that I want to hear, so I choose not to listen."

Song Hongfeng took a deep breath: "Third Brother, I'll take a step ahead if I have something to do."

After speaking, he took his handbag and walked out quickly.

"Song Hongfeng!"

Song Xiuyuan was about to chase after him immediately, he couldn't allow Song Hongfeng to go wrong, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to turn back.

At this moment, Song Xiuyuan's cell phone rang.

Song Xiuyuan took out his mobile phone and looked, it was his mother calling.

Song Xiuyuan could only answer the phone first.

As soon as the connection was made, Mrs. Song's eager voice came from the other end: "Xiuyuan, come back quickly, Xiaobao has a fever, and his condition is very bad! Come quickly!"

Song Xiuyuan's complexion changed, thinking of that clever and cute kid who raised his head and called him his handsome uncle in a milky voice, he immediately got up and went home without caring about Song Hongfeng.

When Song Xiuyuan arrived at the hospital, a taxi also stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and a young woman got out of the car with an anxious expression on her face.

Song Xiuyuan knew her because the woman he met in the cemetery that day was also Xiaobao's mother.

"Little Treasure Mommy."

When Ning Yichu heard the voice, he turned his head and saw Song Xiuyuan in casual clothes, who looked like a noble son.

She frowned involuntarily, and a look of disgust flashed in her eyes. Then, without saying a word, she turned around and strode into the hospital.

Song Xiuyuan was stunned. If he hadn't looked over, Xiaobao's mother seemed to hate him very much.

But why?

They were nothing but strangers meeting for the second time.

Song Xiuyuan couldn't figure it out, and didn't think about it any more, and walked into the hospital.

Ning Yichu was already in the ward when he arrived, she sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Xiaobao in her arms, patted his back lightly with her palms and comforted him in a low voice.

"Good boy, Mommy is here."

Such tenderness and warmth made Song Xiuyuan's footsteps stop suddenly, and a picture involuntarily appeared in his mind.

There was once a young woman who was sitting on the bed just like at this moment. She gently stroked her pregnant belly and said softly: "Be good, baby, Mommy is here."

Clear posture.

Ching Zi Lai!

Song Xiuyuan could no longer control the impulse in his heart, and was about to rush into the ward.

At this time, a prescription appeared in front of him.

Mrs. Song stared at him: "What are you still doing? Why don't you hurry up and get Xiaobao's medicine."

Song Xiuyuan regained consciousness immediately, he took the medicine list handed over by his mother, and he turned his head to look at the ward again.

The woman in the ward was still gently coaxing the uncomfortable child, but she had a completely unfamiliar face.

She is not Li Qingzi.

Hers is Xiaobao's mother, a woman whose name he doesn't know yet.