After hearing this, what Murong Rong thought of was Yin Zai's face. She broke away distractedly, "Stop talking! Tang En, I don't like you, don't say those nonsense in the future! I know you are very
It’s very good, it’s very good to me, my brother and Yuan’er, but I really don’t like it!”
Tang En grabbed her and refused to let her leave, "You never give me a chance and never try to accept me. How do you know you don't like me?"
"I will repay you for your kindness. From now on, I will do whatever you ask me to do. Whatever I can do, I will do it for you. But let's not talk about this anymore, okay?"
"Are you going to end our relationship now?" Tang En's eyes were full of hurt.
Murong Rong nodded, the long-term pain was worse than the short-term pain, "Yes!"
Tang En couldn't accept this result, and he didn't want to accept it, "Rong Rong, why have you never accepted anyone? Is there someone in your heart? He is so good, how can I not be as good as him? No matter what I do
, can't it shake his position in your heart at all?"
"I'm sorry." Murong Rong turned her head.
"I don't want to hear I'm sorry! Tell me, who is he?"
Murong Rong didn't want to say anything, so she turned around and left.
Tang En pulled her back, but he pulled at her wound. Murong Rong screamed in pain and turned pale.
Tang En quickly let go, "I'm sorry."
Murong Rong shook his head and said, "I'm sorry for you."
"Let me take you back." Tang En said almost pleadingly.
"I can drive myself."
"Is this how we live?"
"sorry."
"Don't say those three words to me!" Tang En suddenly became angry.
However, apart from those three words, she didn't know what to say to him.
The two of them were relatively silent, standing so close yet so far apart in their hearts.
The president came out and saw them in silence.
Seeing the luggage in Murong Rong's hands, the president came over and asked, "Are you in such a hurry to go back?"
Murong Rong quickly saluted the president, "Yes, I have something to do at home."
"Oh, I haven't seen that little guy for a long time. Last time I asked your brother to bring him to play. He said that the little guy was sick. Is he feeling better now?"
Murong Rong replied respectfully: "It's better. Thank you, President, for your concern."
The president nodded: "Bring him here to play when he feels better. I miss that little guy very much."
At this moment, Murong Rong had no other choice but to say yes.
When I got home, Murong Yuan was turning on the water to water the grass.
As soon as the car stopped, Murong Yuan ran over to get her luggage.
"Mom came back so quickly this time. I thought it would take a few more months before I could see her." Murong Yuan's little face was full of uncontrollable happiness.
Murong Rong rubbed his head and led him back to the house.
Before the hired servant came over, Murong Rong cooked dinner for his son and then returned to the room.
When I took off my coat, the lining of my back was already red with blood.
Because she was often injured, she had a floor-to-ceiling mirror in her room that was taller than a person, as well as various homemade tools for applying medicine.
I rested at home for more than a week and my injuries improved a lot.
On this day, Murong Rong sent Murong Yuan to school. After returning home, he took a lunch break.
The doorbell rang outside. She climbed out of bed sleepily and went downstairs in her pajamas.
"who is it?"
The ringing kept ringing and I asked several questions but no one answered.
Murong Rong became alert. These years of intense life had made her as frightened as a bird.
He pulled a gun from under the sofa in the living room, put it on his body, and opened the door.
Standing in front of the door was a handsome man in a black suit. He had one hand in his trouser pocket, leaning half of his body against the door, and his knuckled fingers were pressing on the bell.
Seeing Murong Rong, his tight thin lips raised a charming smile: "Hi, long time no see!"
Murong Rong's expression changed in horror on the spot, he grabbed the door panel and closed the door hard.
The man kicked his black leather shoes over and inserted them into the crack of the door. He pushed the door open with all his strength.
Murong Rong was no stronger than him and could only watch helplessly as he pushed the door open.
He took out his pistol, pointed it at him, and shouted coldly: "Get out!"
Instead of going out, Yinzai walked in, looked around in the living room, and praised: "The decoration is pretty good."
Murong Rong pointed the pistol at his head, "I told you to get out, did you hear me?"
Yinzai took off his suit jacket, threw it to Murong Rong, and found a sofa in the living room to sit down comfortably.