Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

At dinner, Yan Rongrong was really obedient. She ate whatever Si Boheng gave her, and she wouldn't say it was tasteless, but her appetite didn't seem to be very good. She only ate a small bowl of rice, and then Just say full.

When Aunt Wen was cleaning up the dishes, she asked Si Boheng.

"Master, what's wrong with Rongrong? I think she seems to be in a bad mood."

Si Boheng's eyes were cold, and he was also very puzzled, could it be because he was annoyed at noon?But when he thought about it carefully, he didn't seem to have said anything serious.

"Send her a bowl of soup in a while, maybe she has a bad appetite."

Aunt Wen nodded.

"Okay, I'll stew it right now. It just so happens that she can have it as a supper. By the way, my wife called today and said that there is a party tonight, and I want you to attend on behalf of the Si family."

Si Boheng frowned slightly. After all, this kind of gathering of wealthy families was just looking for opportunities for marriage.

Although Aunt Wen was only a servant of the Si family, she was trusted by his wife, so she knew a little about the affairs of this wealthy family. She looked towards the bedroom and sighed softly in her heart.

She doesn't know what her young master thinks. In fact, the wife and the chairman don't have any requirements for his other half to be of high birth. The young master can take Rongrong home, so that he doesn't have to attend this kind of party.

Of course, since the young master didn't do this, there must be his reasons. Aunt Wen has no position to ask, she is just worried about Yan Rongrong. It is very common for rich and noble sons to raise a few women outside. Such a good child, Rongrong, It's a pity to be an outside room.

Her petite body was slumped in a soft chair, holding a mobile phone in her hand.

The phone kept ringing, but she just watched, but didn't have the courage to answer it.

This is the only time her mother called her during the few days she left home. She deliberately avoided home before, and never responded to messages from her father, brother, and younger brother. She dared not ignore the call, she dared not answer it.

As soon as the call was connected, Lin Xin's familiar roar came from the phone.

"Yan Rongrong, you died outside, didn't you? Can't you see the message your father sent you? If you have the ability, don't come back. Even if you die outside, don't let us collect your body. A girl, you have a bad temper Not small, didn’t I just say a few words to you? You ran away from home? Who are you threatening? Are you threatening me? Can you threaten me? Even if you die, we are all fine and have no effect on us .”

Yan Rongrong gripped the phone tightly, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Mom said every sentence that it doesn't matter if she dies, it really stabbed her heart like a knife, and she couldn't help trembling from the pain.

"Are you dumb? Didn't you hear me?"

Yan Rongrong sobbed, trying not to sound so sad.

"I'm...very good, just...don't go home yet."

"What did you say?"

Lin Xin's voice suddenly rose, and Yan Rongrong almost dropped her phone in fright. She clenched the phone tightly, stuck her neck, and said it again.

"I'll find a job and not go home."

Through the phone, Yan Rongrong could feel Lin Xin's anger, her whole body tensed up.

"Looking for a job? You are a person who has never been to college. What kind of job can you find? You come back to me immediately, don't embarrass me outside. Our family is a decent family. Don't do those shameful things for me. work."

Yan Rongrong was in tears, she really couldn't imagine that this was a mother talking about her child, this kind of insult and contempt made Yan Rongrong almost unable to control her emotions.

"In your heart, a girl who hasn't gone to college can't have a serious job? Don't you want me to die outside? Then you can treat me as dead."

Yan Rongrong yelled at the top of her lungs and threw the phone forcefully out.

Si Boheng pushed the door open and came in, and saw the cell phone broken into several pieces beside the door, and his knees hugging his knees, crying and trembling.

He walked over, knelt down in front of Yan Rongrong, and gently touched his head.

"Home phone number?"

Yan Rongrong's face was buried on his knees, his whole body was shaking, and the sound of suppressed sobbing came out intermittently.

Si Boheng looked at her, took two steps forward, and gently hugged the girl into his arms.

"It's okay, I'll help you solve it, and I'll go to your house to talk."

He thought that Yan Rongrong's trouble with the family was because of the child, she didn't dare to go home, she didn't dare to answer the phone at home because she didn't dare to face it, all these pains were brought to her by him, he blamed himself and felt pity for this girl, He came to help her with these things.

But Yan Rongrong shook her head vigorously in his arms.

"No, no, don't go, it's useless."

She grabbed Si Boheng's clothes tightly, raised her head, her face was covered with tears.

"It's not because of the baby, because I'm not a boy, so she didn't like me since she was a child. She just said... I won't collect my body if I die outside."

Si Boheng's eyes froze and his face sank.

This is not something a mother would say. He knew that Yan Rongrong might have a poor family and had a hard life, but he didn't know that it was so difficult for her in that family.

He held Yan Rongrong's hand and said softly.

"Then don't go back, I will take good care of you here."

Yan Rongrong looked at him, feeling even more uncomfortable, how long can you stay with me?She had always been afraid that she would be reluctant to leave after she got used to Si Boheng's care, after all, she was the one who was going to leave!

"I'll carry you to bed, you have a good rest, don't think about those beforehand, okay?"

Yan Rongrong didn't say a word.

Si Boheng put his arms through her legs and hugged her horizontally. She has a very light face and a slender figure. Now that she is pregnant, she seems to be thinner than before. Si Boheng frowned slightly, it seems that she still needs to make up. repair.

Putting Yan Rongrong on the bed, and pinning her hair hanging from the sideburns behind her ears, he said seriously.

"Here, no one can hurt you, live in peace, no matter what happens, let me solve it?"

Yan Rongrong smiled wryly, why should Mr. Jia Si solve the bad things in her family?

Si Boheng found that this girl wasn't very talkative, but she was very stubborn. As long as she didn't say a word, it meant she disagreed. He felt helpless, and lightly patted Yan Rongrong's head, but didn't say anything else.

He went to the cloakroom to change clothes, and when he came out, he saw Aunt Wen standing at the door and told him.

"Pay attention to her, she is not in a good mood today,"

Aunt Wen nodded. She also heard Rongrong crying just now, but she didn't dare to go in when the young master was in the room, and she was a little anxious at this moment.

"Master, what's the matter with Rongrong? I heard that she seemed to be on the phone just now."

Si Boheng didn't say much, just said.

"Watch her emotions and call me if she's still crying."