Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

The air in the corridor instantly became stagnant.

Before Song Xiuyuan opened his mouth, he had already guessed that Murong Rong would not let go so easily, but he did not expect that she would not give an inch.

Song Xiuyuan pursed his thin lips, frowned and said, "The prodigal son won't change his money when he turns around, can Jiusao really not give Hongfeng another chance?"

"Didn't I already give her a chance? Otherwise, how could she be safely in the detention center now?"

Song Xiuyuan didn't speak, of course he knew, but this person was his sister.

He was about to speak again when he heard a loud voice, which sounded very familiar, and when he turned his head, it turned out to be Huo Yanshen and Meng Fengmian.

Meng Fengmian's pretty face was slightly calm, and she looked a little impatient, but she followed Huo Yanshen and walked over.

She stopped in front of Murong Rong: "I heard that you have something to consult me? Come here."

"Ah?" Murong Rong was a little confused, before Meng Fengmian could speak, he walked towards the end of the corridor.

Murong Rong looked at Huo Yanshen blankly, and saw his palms folded, pleading face.

Murong Rong understood, Huo Yanshen must have used her as an excuse to trick Meng Fengmian over.

Seeing Huo Yanshen's pitiful look, Murong Rong decided not to argue with him. Anyway, it would be good to talk to a professional doctor, even if she is not a doctor of obstetrics and gynecology.

Murong Rong walked in front of Meng Fengmian, and just about to speak, a cup of eight-treasure porridge was delivered to her.

Seeing that Murong Rong didn't move, Meng Fengmian urged: "What are you doing in a daze? Grab something to drink. You have such a big belly, you need to know how to take care of yourself, you know?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand again.

Murong Rong didn't refuse this time, she took the eight-treasure porridge and took a deep breath: "This porridge is delicious, thank you."

"You're welcome, as long as you like it." Meng Fengmian took a step back, leaned his back against the wall, and asked, "How long has your husband been in the operating room?"

Murong Rong didn't expect Meng Fengmian to mention this all of a sudden, and subconsciously said, "It's almost an hour."

"It should come out soon. It's just a minor operation. You don't have to be so nervous." Meng Fengmian turned to look at Murong Rong, then smiled and said, "But I know this sentence, comforting you will have no effect. As long as your husband is in the operating room Here, you won't be relieved. That's nice."

Meng Fengmian took a candy and put it in his mouth: "Seeing you like this makes me believe in love again."

Murong Rong looked at Meng Fengmian's appearance, and suddenly remembered Huo Yanshen's pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but said: "In fact, love has always been there, Xiao Liu is a nice guy."

Meng Fengmian smiled: "I can see that he is good. If you didn't know how to behave, you wouldn't praise him in front of a stranger like me. This can be regarded as his other advantages besides his face."

Murong Rong asked, "Will you consider continuing to develop with Xiao Liu?"

"No." Meng Fengmian said firmly.

Murong Rong was very surprised. Although Huo Yanshen sometimes seemed unreliable, he was actually very charismatic.

He and Meng Fengmian already had an actual relationship, logically speaking, she should have a different feeling towards Huo Yanshen.

Meng Fengmian turned to look at Murong Rong: "I really don't want to be with Huo Xiaoliu. After all, I'm just a man who comes out to play. Wouldn't I be too stupid if I lost my mind? Besides, a creature like a man can only Affect the speed at which I make money."

Murong Rong looked at Meng Fengmian's unrestrained appearance and was suddenly speechless. She was not the kind of person who would persuade others.

"Do you also think I'm deviant?"

Murong Rong shook his head: "In this world, what is more reliable than family affection and love must be the money in hand and one's own abilities."

Meng Fengmian really laughed this time, and said approvingly: "Yes, your kind of cognition is very extraordinary, and I like it very much. Well, since you have no other questions, I will leave first, and I am preparing to hold a seminar there. Will."

Murong Rong nodded and watched Meng Fengmian leave.

As soon as she looked away, Huo Yanshen rushed over and asked eagerly, "Sister-in-law Jiu, what did Xiao Mian say just now? Did you say anything about me?"

Murong Rong looked at Huo Yanshen's expectant eyes, and couldn't bear to say Meng Fengmian's words, so he said tactfully, "She said, you look good."

"I knew it, I knew she liked my face. A lustful woman." Huo Yan was very pleased.

Seeing this, Murong Rong couldn't help but said: "Xiao Liu, don't misunderstand Ms. Meng, she is not the kind of person you think..."

"Of course I know she's not that kind of person." Huo Yanshen changed his voice: "In addition to looking at my face, she also greedy my body. Don't worry, I understand, a superficial woman, I want to deal with it. Is it easy?

Sister-in-law Jiu, thank you very much for today, I'll go and see Xiao Mian again, if Brother Jiu has anything to do, just give me a call. "

After Huo Yanshen finished speaking, he couldn't wait to leave.

Murong Rong raised her forehead, she seemed to have done something bad with good intentions, she shouldn't have spoken so euphemistically for the sake of Huo Yanshen's face.

If Huo Yanshen misunderstood and mishandled the relationship with Meng Fengmian because of this, it would be terrible.

"Don't worry, Xiao Liu is more cunning than you imagined, he won't suffer."

As soon as Murong Rong turned her head, she saw Song Xiuyuan who was walking over. The expression on her face slightly retracted, and suddenly became a little pale: "I know that Xiao Liu will not suffer, but I am worried that Miss Meng will suffer."

Song Xiuyuan was taken aback: "Worried about Miss Meng's loss?"

"No matter how free and easy she is, she is still a young girl. Is it right for me to worry about her?"

"I didn't expect you to be so caring."

"Are you mocking me? Or do you actually want to say, I have cared so much for a stranger, why don't I let Song Hongfeng go and give her a chance to reform, don't you?"

"Yes. I do think so."

Murong Rong smiled, she took a sip of the eight-treasure porridge in her hand and said, "Song Xiuyuan, do you know why I don't like you?"

Song Xiuyuan didn't expect Murong Rong to mention this all of a sudden, in fact, he was also very curious why Murong Rong didn't like him.

"Because you are too superior, you always think that your own affairs and your own pain are the most important things in this world. Secondly, you don't like me, so why should I like you? I'm not abusive."

Song Xiuyuan didn't expect that it was because of this. He wanted to defend himself a few words, but suddenly found that he couldn't say a word.

indeed.

He doesn't like Murong Rong.

In his heart, Murong Rong was never worthy of Brother Nine, let alone being treated so favorably by Brother Nine.

Even if she is already the daughter of the Ye family.

But the past 25 years of poverty have left their mark on her life.

Poverty has always been the most intractable disease, especially heart poverty.

"As for Song Hongfeng—give up, I will never let her go. I am not the living Virgin, and I will let go of a woman who is determined to put me to death."

After Murong Rong finished speaking, he never looked at Song Xiuyuan again, but quietly guarded the door of the operating room.

Song Xiuyuan was stunned, feeling at a loss in his heart.

For some reason, looking at Murong Rong at this moment, he suddenly thought of the last time he spoke to Li Qingzi.

Her parents had already passed away at that time, he wanted her to mourn, but Li Qingzi said: "The murderer is at large, how can I mourn?"