Chen Chen looked at Murong Rong's sudden change of expression and knew what she was thinking of. He quickly shook his head: "No. Ms. Ye is not so bold, and she would not be so stupid to leave something that can be caught."

When Murong Rong heard this, not only was she not relieved, but her heart tightened even tighter. A child who was only four years old used such an indifferent tone to describe his mother. The meaning behind it made people shudder.

"Mommy, it's really nothing." Chen Chen thought for a while and then said, "I just remember things early."

Chen Chen was precocious and started to remember things when he was just one year old.

He remembered that that day, he fell ill, his whole body ached badly, and he also had a high fever.

When he was little, he didn't know how to control his emotions, so he kept crying.

Grandma felt sorry for him, so she sent people to Ye's house to find Ye Wanxin.

Ye Wanxin came, and she was a gentle and generous mother in front of her grandma. She hugged him, coaxed him, and threw him back on the bed as soon as grandma left.

"Why are you crying? I just know how to cry!"

She was angry and irritable, so she covered his mouth and nose with her hands, and didn't let go until he was about to die.

Over and over again, and then stop only when the anger subsides.

"If I don't have to rely on you, a bastard, to tie up Jiu Ci's heart, do you think you are qualified to let me take another look?"

After being tortured like this, Chen Chen, who was already weak, became even more seriously ill. At that time, Rong Jiuci, who was far away from abroad, dropped his tens of billions of contracts and hurried back.

Ye Wanxin had other thoughts when she saw Rong Jiuci, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

She moved into the Rong family by virtue of her status as Chen Chen's biological mother, and then, every few days, she tried to find ways to make Chen Chen sick.

Because of doing this, Ye Wanxin found that Rong Jiuci would always come back as soon as possible, and she also got to know Rong Jiuci more.

Even when she asked Rong Jiuci to marry her as Chenchen's mother, Rong Jiuci agreed.

If not...

"If Rong Xingchen, that little white-eyed wolf, hadn't secretly used my mobile phone to call Rong Jiuci and exposed that incident, I would have been the young lady of the Rong family by now!"

No matter how hard she broke her head, she never thought that Chen Chen, such a young child, could be so smart and actually designed her to expose her true face in front of Rong Jiuci.

It was precisely because of this that Rong Jiuci canceled the original engagement and even kicked her out of the Rong family, and was not allowed to see Chen Chen again.

If it weren't for this, there would be no such thing as Murong Rong!

Ye Wanxin's eyes suddenly showed a fierce look, and the next second, she laughed again.

Soon too.

It won't be long before Murong relies on Rong Jiuci to show off his power. Soon, she will find that the man she relies on now is the one who treats her the most.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanxin couldn't help but laugh, and the smile on her face was full of sinisterness.

…

Chen Chen snuggled into Murong Rong's arms and fell asleep.

Murong Rong lovingly pushed aside the broken hair beside Chen Chen's ears. Looking at him sleeping soundly, he remembered what she had said just now.

Her face couldn't help but become embarrassed, and her almond-shaped eyes were full of anger.

Murong Rong's face was ugly, and his chest was rising and falling with anger.

In fact, she knew early on that not every parent in this world loves their children.

Just like her and her mother, no matter how hard she tries, she can't always be as close as an ordinary mother and daughter.

But no matter how shallow the relationship between her and her mother was, her mother had never made a move on her, let alone tormented her just to see another person a few more times.

Murong Rong wanted to ask Ye Wanxin how she could do it!

After Murong Rong took Chenchen back to the room, he was about to start making the dress. Since he agreed, he had to do it well.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

It was a call from the private detective she had commissioned before.

"Hello, Miss Mu, you have already got some clues about the matter you entrusted me to investigate Song Nan's whereabouts. If your time is convenient, we can meet."

Murong Rong agreed without hesitation, and then sent a message to Mrs. Song to tell her about the incident.

In fact, Murong Rong knew that she should not be involved in the Song family's affairs. After all, no matter how you looked at it, everything in the Song family had nothing to do with her.

But as soon as she thought about Nan Nan calling her mommy after four years, Murong Rong still couldn't bear to be cruel, so she hired a private detective to investigate Nan Nan's whereabouts. It was only now that she got any news.

Mrs. Song's phone call came quickly. Her tone was ecstatic and she ordered Murong Rong: "You drive to pick me up and come with me to meet the detective."

Murong Rong refused: "Mrs. Song, I have done my best. You need to handle other matters by yourself. It has nothing to do with me."

"No!" Mrs. Song said without hesitation: "Murong Rong, you must accompany me! If you dare not to go, I will find a reporter to expose you, saying that after sending your husband to prison, you abandoned yourself! I

I will risk everything to ruin your reputation!"

"As you wish."

Mrs. Song heard the coldness in Murong Rong's words and quickly begged again.

"Murong Rong, no matter how sorry we are to you, the old man once had nothing to say to you. Chen Chen is his favorite great-grandson. If something really happens to him, I'm afraid the old man will die in peace!"

When Mrs. Song mentioned Mr. Song, Murong Rong could not say anything else.

The old man was the first person in so many years who made her feel the warmth of family.

"Okay, I'll go with you, but this is the last time."

Mrs. Song was so happy that she didn't care at all about what Murong Rong said next.

Just thinking of Mrs. Song's madness made Murong Rong a little frightened.

Suddenly, Murong Rong's eyes reappeared that day on the top floor of Rong'an Commercial Building, with Rong Jiuci walking towards her with a sunflower in his hand.

He said so forcefully and firmly: Murong Rong will marry me.

By the time Murong Rong reacted, she had already found Rong Jiuci's number on her mobile phone and dialed it.

Listening to the melodious music coming from the mobile phone, Murong Rong suddenly felt very regretful.

She was so impulsive.

This was nothing more than a trivial matter, and there was no need for her to call Rong Jiuci.

Especially when Rong Jiuci didn't even wait for the wound on Chen Chen's wrist to be taken care of before he left in a hurry, it was clear that there was something important.

She called him now, fearing that she would disturb him.

Especially because it is about the Song family.

The more Murong Rong thought about it, the more inappropriate it became, and she immediately hung up the phone.

Then, Rong Jiuci's cell phone was connected.

Soon a voice came from the other side: "Hello, Miss Mu, what can I do for you?"
Chapter completed!