Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Song Hongfeng gritted her teeth, knowing Rong Jiuci for so long, when had she seen Rong Jiuci who was like a god, be so gentle.

She felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart, but it was a rare opportunity to have such a close contact with Rong Jiuci, she couldn't bear to give up, so she followed.

When the three of them came down from upstairs, the black Maybach was already waiting on the side of the road, and the driver stood aside respectfully.

Seeing Rong Jiuci walking over with Murong Rong, he immediately opened the car door.

After Murong Rong got into the car under the care of Rong Jiuci, Song Hongfeng also planned to get in the car, but was stopped by Murong Rong.

Murong said apologetically: "Hong Feng, I'm sorry, the seats in the back are full, please sit in the co-pilot."

Song Hongfeng looked at the spacious rear seats, and couldn't help but call Brother Nine.

Rong Jiuci said lightly: "Get in the car."

Song Hongfeng had no choice but to sit in the driver's seat reluctantly.

back row.

As soon as Rong Jiuci got into the car, Murong Rong snuggled up and said, "I didn't take a nap at noon today, I want to close my eyes and squint for a while, and when I arrive at Yuji, remember to call me."

"Okay, go to sleep."

Rong Jiuci took out a blanket from the locker beside him and covered Murong Rong's body.

Song Hongfeng watched Rong Jiuci's thoughtfulness and meticulousness towards Murong Rong from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but want to say: "Brother Jiu..."

"Shh!"

Rong Jiuci interrupted Song Hongfeng, and said displeasedly: "Rong Rong is asleep, don't make noise."

All Song Hongfeng's words were stuck in her throat.

She took a deep breath and told herself, don't be angry, don't care, brother Jiu will be so kind to Murong Rong, it's all for the child in her stomach.

The Rong family has few descendants, which is why they value the children in Murong Rong's womb so much.

Song Hongfeng repeatedly hypnotized himself in this way, and only then was he able to keep himself calm.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of Yuji.

Song Hongfeng swore in her heart that if Murong Rong dared to deliberately pretend to be asleep in order to show off her importance to her, she would not be polite.

But this time Song Hongfeng guessed wrong, the car stopped, and Murong Rong opened his eyes.

She stretched her waist and said lazily, "I slept really well, thank you dear."

As she spoke, she raised her head and imprinted her red lips on the corners of Rong Jiuci's lips.

Rong Jiuci's eyes were a little deep, and his strong arms tightened around Murong Rong's waist. Just as he was about to deepen the kiss, he heard Murong Rong say in an apologetic tone: "I just woke up just now, and I thought it was just me. He Jiu Ci, forgot that you were sitting in the driver's seat, Hong Feng, I'm sorry, I made you laugh."

Song Hongfeng gritted her teeth, with a smirk on her face: "It's okay."

She took a deep breath without any trace, telling herself not to be fooled.

Murong Rong did it on purpose, and that's all she did.

However, Song Hongfeng was slapped in the face soon.

A few minutes later, several people entered Yuji.

Wearing a cheongsam, the slim waiter led them to the arranged box.

As soon as they sat in the box, the waiter in the store brought up the menu.

"Dear guest, please order."

As he spoke, he took three menus and sent them over.

Murong Rong didn't answer, but raised his chin at Rong Jiuci: "Let him order. He knows my preferences."

The waiter responded and handed the menu to Rong Jiuci.

Rong Jiuci glanced at the menu, and the few dishes he ordered were indeed Murong Rong's favorites.

At the end, he said, "Don't put ginger in the seafood porridge. She doesn't like the taste of ginger."

The waiter hurriedly recorded it.

Murong Rong was very satisfied with Rong Jiuci's performance. She turned her head, propped her chin with her hands, looked at Song Hongfeng and said, "Hongfeng, our dishes are ready, it's up to you."

Song Hongfeng said: "Let's trouble Brother Nine to do it for me."

As he spoke, he handed the menu to Rong Jiuci.

Murong Rong raised her hand to block it, she said with a smile: "This is not allowed, he ordered me food, that is my right as a wife. You are not suitable as a friend. I will misunderstand like this."

Hearing this, Song Hongfeng couldn't help gritting his teeth, but still smiled on his face: "Rongrong, you are too stingy. You are so sensitive that Brother Jiu will think that you don't trust him. Women can't take men too seriously. It will cause him to be rebellious, and it will affect the relationship between the two people."

Murong Rong looked at Rong Jiuci in a blink of an eye: "Do you think I don't trust you? Will you be rebellious? If I treat you so closely, it will affect my relationship with you? Rong Jiuci, you will divorce me because of this ?"

Rong Jiuci glared at her: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you say the word divorce casually, I will deal with you."

Murong Rong stuck out his tongue and said, "That's what I'm asking."

Rong Jiuci snorted, obviously very dissatisfied, he turned his head to look at Song Hongfeng, this was the first time he looked at Song Hongfeng after entering the box, and he said: "Since you call me Brother Jiu, then you will still call me Rong Mrs. Rong Jiu is better."

The smile on Song Hongfeng's face froze immediately.

Murong Rong seemed to have just discovered it: "That's right, Hong Feng, you should call me Nine Sisters instead. Now, you should call me Nine Sisters in front of your Ninth Brother."

Song Hongfeng managed to suppress his inner temper with great difficulty, and did not splash the tea in his hand on Murong Rong's face. I really don't know where her face made her call sister-in-law.

It's just that she didn't dare.

She didn't dare to destroy her image in front of Rong Jiuci.

So he could only pinch his palms fiercely, and yelled, "Sister-in-law Jiu."

Murong Rong looked blank: "Jiuci, did someone speak just now? I didn't hear it."

"you……"

Seeing that Rong Jiuci was looking at her, Song Hongfeng could only take a deep breath and raised his voice: "Sister-in-law Jiu!"

"Yeah." Murong Rong nodded with a smile, and said with a gentle face: "I have no preparations today, and I will give you a red envelope some other day."

"no need."

"Yes." Murong Rong insisted: "After all, call me sister-in-law, what do you mean if you don't give a meeting gift?"

Song Hongfeng was speechless for a moment, and Murong Rong ignored her.

At this time, the ordered dishes were also delivered.

Murong Rong was already a little hungry, which is not good for a pregnant woman, and she gets hungry faster.

Murong Rong started to eat, and then instructed Rong Jiuci to peel her shrimps, serve soup, and add vegetables.

Rong Jiuci also took care of Murong Rong patiently.

Song Hongfeng couldn't help but clenched her chopsticks tightly.

"Ouch."

Murong Rong suddenly called out.

"what happened?"

Hearing Rong Jiuci's question, Murong Rong said pitifully: "My leg is cramped. It hurts so much."

Rong Jiuci immediately took the towel and wiped his hands, then squatted down to massage Murong Rong's legs.

"is it here?"

While pressing Murong Rong, he asked her and observed her expression.

"Calf, the calf still hurts a little bit." Murong Rong's tone was coquettish, she thought that her appearance and behavior were very much like green tea.

Rong Jiuci immediately pressed Murong Rong's calf with his fingers, and at the same time observed her expression, adjusting his strength at any time.

His behavior is naturally used, as if he has done it thousands of times.