Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Song Chuhe looked at Murong Rong eagerly, hoping that she would quickly agree to him,

He didn't lie anymore, he regretted it, he really regretted it, if he had known Murong Rong had such a background, he must have worshiped Murong Rong as his ancestor, and he wouldn't have mixed up with other women.

"Give you another chance?"

As long as she thought of what Song Chuhe had done to her, Murong Rong wanted to tear this man into pieces, so she was really curious, how could he have the face to say such a thing?

how?Is it shameless to have been in prison?

Suddenly, the child in the stomach suddenly moved uneasily.

Murong Rong stroked her stomach reassuringly, and turned around to leave. She didn't want to say a word to this man, and she didn't even want to see him.

"Rongrong, you can't go! You haven't promised me yet."

Murong Rong's expression darkened, and he was about to speak when a voice came from afar.

"Mommy."

"Mommy, where are you?"

Song Chuhe saw a small figure walking towards him from a distance, and he knew it was the little prince of the Rong family.

Even though this is only a few years old child, Song Chuhe dare not underestimate him.

Feeling fear in his heart, he hastily let go and said: "Rong Rong, you should think about it carefully, I'm leaving today, and I'll see you again some other day."

After speaking, he hurriedly turned and left.

"Mum, who was that uncle just now?"

"A person asking for directions." Murong Rong lied, she didn't want Chen Chen to know about Song Chuhe's existence.

It's not that he is afraid of anything, but that Chen Chen will feel sorry for her if he knows her past.

Chenchen smiled sweetly as if she didn't notice anything, "Oh, grandma is worried about you, and she asked me to come and see you when she saw that you haven't come back for a long time."

"Okay, Mommy washes her hands and goes back."

Murong Rong walked to the washbasin, rubbed his wrists carefully with hand sanitizer, and only felt comfortable after washing away the touch left by Song Chuhe.

Thinking of Song Chuhe who suddenly appeared, Murong Rong couldn't help but frowned. If she remembered correctly, Song Chuhe was sentenced to ten years in prison, and now only one year has passed, and he came out.

Murong Rong was contemplating, but he didn't notice that Chen Chen was staring at the direction Song Chuhe left.

When Murong Rong and Chen Chen returned to the box, Lin Lanxin was on the phone.

"...If you are not too busy with work recently, let Mingyu play golf with you, so that you and Rongrong can sleep better at night...I would say that it is not appropriate to say this, but Rongrong's month is after all... When you grow up, many things are beyond your control, and you, as a husband, have to be considerate."

Murong Rong was a little dazed at first, but when she understood what Lin Lanxin said, her cheeks flushed instantly.

Chen Chen was a little puzzled, tugging on Murong Rong's sleeve and asked: "Mommy, did Daddy bully you?"

"No."

"I must have bullied you." Chen Chen didn't believe it at all: "If Daddy didn't bully you, why would grandma call Daddy to support you?"

support?

Hearing these two words, Murong Rong couldn't help but shake violently in his heart.

Yes.

Lin Lanxin was supporting her.

This feeling is so novel.

Chen Chen tugged on Murong Rong's sleeve: "Mum, you haven't answered my question yet, did Daddy bully you?"

"No."

Chen Chen's eyes were full of distrust, he grabbed Murong Rong's hand, and said seriously: "Mum, you don't have to be afraid of Daddy, if he can support grandma, I can support you. I will work harder in the future, and will become stronger."

"Chenchen is great, but your daddy really didn't bully me. If he bullies me, I'll tell you, okay?"

Chen Chen nodded, and said seriously: "Mum, you have to remember that the whole point of my hard work is for you to live a good life. If your life is not good, my hard work will be meaningless."

Murong Rong was shocked, and couldn't help hugging Chen Chen: "Mommy must have saved the Milky Way in her previous life to have such a well-behaved son like you."

After Lin Lanxin hung up the phone, Murong Rong walked in holding Chen Chen's hand.

"I'm back. The beef soup has just been delivered and it's hot. Let's drink a bowl."

Murong Rong was really not hungry, but under Lin Lanxin's earnest gaze, he still drank half a bowl.

After lunch, they went to the decoration company.

The previously appointed designer is already here.

The designer has a long experience in the workplace, and his witty remarks are very comfortable to listen to.

After exchanging pleasantries, the designer turned on the computer: "Mrs. Ye, Ms. Rongrong, this is the decoration plan I designed for your home before. Are you satisfied with it?"

Murong Rong looked over, the design drawing was warm and elegant, which was her favorite style. When she saw the CAD architectural drawing, her expression couldn't help but change.

The designer was always paying attention to the changes in Murong Rong's expression, and immediately asked: "Miss Rong Rong, are you not satisfied with it?"

"Your drawings are very well designed. I like them very much. It's just that I have changed a lot of architectural drawings, and I feel that the construction is too troublesome."

Although she doesn't know how to decorate, she also knows that the renovation is not a small project. She is already married, and even if she goes back to Ye's house, she will only stay for a short time at most.

The designer said with a smile: "The changes on the third floor are huge, but Mrs. Ye has finalized them one by one."

Lin Lanxin understood Murong Rong's concerns: "What's the trouble? I just leave it to professional people to do the decoration, and it won't take long."

"Actually, it's fine now."

Lin Lanxin shook her head, and said with a serious face: "How can this be done? The Ye family is your home, and you must live comfortably."

"However, the decoration is too noisy, and it will have a great impact on your life."

"Silly girl." Lin Lanxin couldn't help laughing: "Your father and I have already packed up other places, so we can go live in other places for a while."

Seeing Murong Rong still hesitated, Lin Lanxin held her hand and said, "Rong Rong, I hope you can bring your child home to live with you during the Chinese New Year this year. When you give birth, you will also live in the second month. At my mother's house."

As soon as Murong Rong raised his eyes, he saw the care and pleading in Lin Lanxin's eyes.

She suddenly felt uncomfortable. Lin Lanxin was so cautious because she was afraid of being rejected.

"Okay, let's pretend like that. But I don't like roses. I like sunflowers. Not only can I see the flowers, but I can also eat melon seeds in autumn. The melon seeds I fried are delicious. And I want to grow a plant on this side For roses, it’s best to be the one that blooms in all seasons, and when the roses climb to the terrace, we can build a flower stand here, and it’s also good to bask in the sun and drink tea.”

Lin Lanxin's eye sockets were a little hot, it's great, it's great, her daughter is finally willing to go home with her.

Murong Rong held Lin Lanxin's hand, and continued: "I also want to put an autumn here, I like to play autumn very much. Oh, and this room has the best view, put a stove here , it’s best to sit around the fireplace while enjoying the snow scenery in winter.”