Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

The stylist screamed in pain.

When he noticed that Rong Jiuci's eyes were focused on his hand, he panicked, ignored the pain and quickly explained: "My ring is broken, someone framed me! I don't know what happened But I really didn't notice, at least the ring didn't hurt Miss Mu. Mr. Rong, just let me go because I'm just negligent."

Rong Jiuci ignored the stylist, reached out to take off the ring from his hand, and handed it to Shadow.

Shadow held the ring and looked carefully at the light, and immediately said: "Boss, there seems to be something on this ring."

"Send it for testing."

"Yes."

Shadow took the ring and went immediately.

"Mr. Rong..."

The stylist was obviously panicked. He wanted to say something, but he felt a pain in his back and passed out.

An hour later, the results of the inspection came out.

Of course, when Rong Jiuci saw the test results, a chill and boundless anger surged up in his heart.

That anger was like a tornado, raging in the huge living room, and everyone present was terrified.

"Wake him up." A few plain words, each word seems to be risking murder.

Shadow walked over and kicked him in the face.

The stylist cried out in pain and woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Rong Jiuci appearing in front of him with cold eyes.

The stylist hurriedly explained: "Mr. Rong, trust me, I really don't know what's going on?"

"I don't know what's going on?" Rong Jiuci took the information found by Shadow, and slapped the man on the face fiercely.

He said slowly and word by word: "I have been infected with AIDS for two years, tell me, you don't know what's going on?"

The stylist wanted to quibble at first, but he couldn't quibble when he looked at the inspection report thrown in front of his eyes.

"That's right, I've had AIDS for two years, and I intentionally stained blood with the needle on the ring, trying to hurt Miss Mu. But I can't help it!"

The stylist knew that he couldn't hide it, so he hurriedly explained: "Someone told me that as long as I hurt Miss Mu, he will give me new medicine to treat AIDS."

"I have been tortured by this disease for two years, more than 700 days and nights, I am going crazy, I have to take this step, Mr. Rong, I have no choice, please show your hand!"

Rong Jiuci smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes: "You almost hurt my fiancée, and you want me to give you a high hand, what do you think of me? Idiot?"

The stylist wanted to say something more, but Rong Jiuci didn't want to hear it anymore, so he just ordered in a cold voice: "Bring him back to Fanlou."

These words were filled with a cold chill and boundless killing intent.

The stylist was going crazy, obviously he had also heard of Fan Lou and knew where Fan Lou was.

The instant peak of fear and desire to survive made him open his mouth like a madman to bite the person who wanted to take him away.

boom--

Rong Jiuci kicked the stylist on the head, knocking him unconscious.

The subordinate who was almost bitten thanked Rong Jiuci with lingering fear.

AIDS can be transmitted not only through blood, but also through saliva.

If he is bitten by this guy, the chance of infection is as high as 90.00%.

Rong Jiuci didn't look back: "Be careful next time."

After Rong Jiuci left the living room, he did not go to the flower hall to meet Murong Rong, but turned around and walked towards the back garden.

Even though it is still cold winter, some stubborn grasses have emerged against the severe cold.

Its tender branches swayed shiveringly in the cold wind.

And Rong Jiuci's body, which was always like a mountain, was so tense that it looked like a bowstring that was about to break at any time.

His big hand by his side was shaking uncontrollably.

He pressed the lighter several times before he lit the cigarette between his fingers.

He has experienced countless storms and waves, but he feels that there has never been a moment as thrilling as it was just now.

If his mother hadn't suddenly started a video with him, if he didn't want to miss Murong Rong trying on the wedding dress for him, and connected to the surveillance camera in the living room, the dirty blood stained with AIDS might have cut Murong Rong as well. body of.

What terrible consequences this would bring, he didn't even dare to think about it.

Da da da--

There was a sound of footsteps.

"Rong Jiuci."

Hearing the voice, Rong Jiuci looked back and saw Murong Rong walking over in a cashmere sweater.

Rong Jiuci strode over immediately, pulled Murong Rong into his arms, frowned, and said displeasedly, "Why did you come out with so little clothes? Isn't it cold?"

"It's okay, the room is very warm, it doesn't matter if I come out for a while." Murong Rong looked up at Rong Jiuci: "Did something bad happen?"

"No."

"Liar." Murong Rong raised her hand, and her fingertips caressed Rong Jiuci's brow: "You are almost wrinkled into a pimple here. And..."

She looked at the cigarette that Rong Jiuci held between her fingers: "You are smoking."

And Rong Jiuci knew that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he never smoked in front of her.

Rong Jiuci smiled: "You know me well."

Murong Rong snorted: "Of course."

After a pause, she said: "Jiuci, I don't ask what happened to you. If you don't tell me, you must think you can't tell me. I understand you. But I hope you can understand one thing, that is, no matter No matter what happens, I will be by your side."

Rong Jiuci did not speak, but hugged Murong Rong tightly with his backhand.

Murong Rong only stayed in Rong Jiuci's arms for a short while, then pushed him away: "Your body smells like smoke, it smells so bad."

After speaking, he walked away in disgust.

Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong's back until he could no longer see him before turning his gaze away. He looked to the corner: "How's the investigation going?"

Shadow came out and said in a low voice: "It was not found that Qin Yehan met this stylist, but it was found that they went to a place together."

Rong Jiuci couldn't help sneering: "This Qin Yehan really impresses me."

Shadow lowered his head and did not speak.

Rong Jiuci stood outside for a while before returning to the main house.

When he entered, Chen Chen and Mrs. Rong were both there, and Murong Rong was holding a storybook, telling Chen Chen stories in a gentle voice.

Chenchen sat obediently on the sofa and listened carefully, she didn't look so stupid like that.

Mrs. Rong was sitting on the side watching, and noticed her son sitting on the side, she couldn't help but asked with anticipation: "Jiuci, Chen Chen seems to be much better, do you want Murong Rong to accompany Chen Chen more? Will you get better soon?"

Rong Jiuci shook his head: "Lao Zheng just checked Chen Chen last night, and his condition still hasn't improved. His brain and expression are damaged, and if he can't find an antidote, Chen Chen won't get better."

Mrs. Rong was very disappointed, and couldn't help but get angry at Rong Jiuci: "What's the matter with you? Did you curse your son like that? He's obviously much better now!"

As soon as Mrs. Rong's topic came to an end, Chen Chen laughed again, with a silly face.