"Rong Rong, why are you meddling in so many other things? What does it have to do with us whether Yin Zai is dead or alive? Don't worry about the Yin family's vendetta."
"It's hard to say that this has nothing to do with us. Now is a special period. Maybe it's aimed at us. You should check it out and be prepared. After all, something happened to Yin Zai, and my mission is not easy to handle."
Tang En hesitated, "Okay, I'll contact the headquarters."
"Um, where have you arranged Ouyang Xiyu?"
"Leimeng has arranged it. Don't worry, she won't be hurt. When you come back, we will return her to the Yin family."
Murong Rong always felt a little worried, "Leimeng is not doing things properly. You should follow up and make sure nothing goes wrong."
"good."
After giving instructions to Tang En, Murong Rong went upstairs, where D'Antoni was coming out of Yinzai's room with some documents in his hand.
Murong Rong hurriedly walked over: "Dantoni, is he awake? He's injured like this, are you still distracted?"
"No, this is the document that Mr. approved before. I took it out."
Knowing that Dantoni was wrongly blamed, Murong Rong smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, I wrongly blamed you."
D'Antoni smiled gently: "It's okay, my wife cares about you too."
"Well, don't call me wife, okay? Ouyang Xiyu is your wife." Murong Rong corrected Dantoni again.
D'Antoni shook his head in a funny way. It seemed that the couple had not been honest with each other. He, an outsider, was anxious for them. "Madam, Ouyang Xiyu divorced my husband seven years ago. So now, my husband wants us to
Whoever you call madam is madam."
Murong Rong was surprised, "We divorced seven years ago, then..."
D'Antoni shook his head repeatedly, feeling really sorry for them.
If he didn't help them explain clearly, I'm afraid it would be another eight years of torture for each of them.
Well, taking care of the master's worries is what he, as a butler, should do, and it is also his responsibility.
"Madam, Ouyang Xiyu has nothing to do with the Yin family for a long time, but because of the bad reputation, it was not announced in the newspaper. The last time Ouyang Xiyu was sent to the hospital, she was not sick at all. It was just that the husband wanted to lure Mrs.
I came back to set up a trap. At this point, my wife should understand what is going on, right?"
Murong Rong couldn't fully digest the truth for a while, "What about Ouyang Xiyu?"
"Ouyang's family is bankrupt, and she has nowhere to go. Legally, she was once my husband's ex-wife, so he has always taken care of her. She will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life. Also, she does not live in Huayuan.
, I live in a quiet villa."
Murong Rong murmured to himself: "Is this really the case? So, am I not the third party who destroyed his family?"
D'Antoni couldn't laugh or cry, "Madam, no wonder your husband always calls you stupid. After all these years, madam, you haven't changed at all. In this marriage, you have always been the second one from the beginning to the end."
"Why do you even call me stupid? I'm not a roundworm in your stomach. Who knows what you think."
"What does the lady think now?"
"I won't tell you." Murong Rong glared at him angrily, feeling that he looked a bit like Yin Zai, especially when he was playing rogue.
D'Antoni smiled: "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, just tell sir."
"Dantoni!" Murong Rong was angry. As expected, like a master, like a servant.
D'Antoni immediately responded: "Yes! What are your orders, madam?"
Murong Rong felt a deep sense of powerlessness towards him, or in other words, towards everyone in the Yin family. "When did you learn to be so glib?"
"My subordinate has always been like this, but my wife has forgotten it."
Really? Thinking of the past, it seemed like this.
After chatting with Dantoni, Murong Rong walked into Yin Zai's ward, where he was sleeping deeply.
I don't know if it's because he always has a straight face, even when he's sleeping, he looks majestic.
His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his brows were slightly wrinkled. Was he so uneasy even when sleeping?
If what D'Antoni said is true, does he love her as much as she loves him?
Does he really love her? Nothing has changed in these seven years?
Murong Rong couldn't believe it. In her heart, he was the clouds in the sky and she was the mud underground. It was impossible for the two of them to meet.
She always thought that it was her own wishful thinking and that he would choose a better life to be with him.
Should she confess to him, tell him her feelings, and tell him that they have a lovely son?