Rong Rong crossed his legs and leaned towards the sofa, squinting at Ermo.
"Rong Yu hasn't told you yet? He is going to marry Luan Yuexin soon! Because Luan Yuexin was injured, Luan Yi and Liu Qingqing jumped high! So they moved the wedding date ahead of time and even took wedding photos."
Rong Rong diligently handed over a large-screen mobile phone. Ermo took a look, what a beautiful wedding photo!
Yu's expression is so calm, Luan Yuexin's smile is so sweet, and their figures hugging each other are so perfect!
Rong Rong observed Ermo's expression carefully. To his surprise, Ermo was not as excited as he thought.
"What does this have to do with you?"
Rong Rong was stunned. She didn't feel wronged and still asked herself this question!
"I'm sorry for you!" Rongrong patted his thigh!
"She is so virtuous and talented as Luan Yuexin. Why should you be the young mistress of the Rong family? You are a hundred times better than her!"
Ermo smiled lightly, "What does this have to do with you?"
Rong Rong blinked, "I can't see it! Rong Yu is blind and has made you suffer a great injustice. But I am different. Momo, don't hold it in your heart. If you want to cry, you can cry. Mr. Rong's shoulders let you
Depend on!"
Seeing Rong Rong patting his chest vowingly, Ermo rubbed his temples
"I was sick a few days ago and I have just been discharged from the hospital. If you have nothing else to do, I won't leave you sitting for a long time."
"Momo, listen to me, if he doesn't marry you, I will marry you! I will make you the eldest mistress of the Rong family! She, Luan Yuexin, has to respectfully call you sister-in-law!"
Rongrong suddenly turned to the opposite side of the sofa and sat next to him
While Ermo was hiding behind him, he put his right hand behind his back and touched the fruit knife in his waist.
"Listen to me,..." Rong Rong wanted to say something else, but his cell phone buzzed loudly.
Rong Rong glanced impatiently and answered the phone
"What? When did it happen? Grandma's! Who dares to challenge me if he doesn't know how to die! I'll kill him!"
Hearing Rongrong's shouting, Ermo was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.
After hanging up the phone, Rong Rong looked back at Ermo and realized that he had just lost his composure. He reached out and pinched Ermo's face.
"Be good, Master Rong, go take care of some things first, and I'll see you later."
Rongrong left, and Ermo slowly took out his hand from behind.
With a clang, the fruit knife fell to the ground, and a line of bright red blood stained the white sofa drop by drop!
Ermo was so nervous that she held the blade of the knife just now! She even forgot the feeling of pain and forcefully inserted the sharp edge of the knife into her palm.
How terrifying! Ermo shrank in the corner of the sofa, hugging his knees tightly with both hands, balling himself up, lowering his head and crying silently
Why has my life become like this?
This is simply terrible! Watching your lover marry another woman, becoming a shady underground lover, and having to endure the harassment of a moody Rong Rong!
Oh my God! I don’t know how long I can last in such a day!
Ermo whimpered, and suddenly a hand pressed on his shoulder!
"Who?!" Ermo was startled, panicked and grabbed the fruit knife beside him and swung it violently
If Wen Lan hadn't been able to hide quickly, her arm would have turned red!