I heard from Hua Xuyao that Shen Rumeng had someone make up this paragraph so vividly that he made a lot of money for Heng'an House this month.
Well, Yun Rongrong had to admit that she actually wanted to go to Heng'an Tower to count her money. In her last life, she dedicated her life to the motherland. In this life, she only has two simplest wishes, and that is to sleep I woke up naturally and counted money until my hands cramped.
She has done almost all of these two things. Except for the past month.
However, what she didn't expect was that even without the instruction of the etiquette master, she would still have no time to relax today.
No, as soon as breakfast was finished, her mother Zhong Yutong came.
Yun Rongrong is quite normal today and has not made herself look like a ghost. And, luckily, she hasn't taken out her men's clothes yet and put them on.
Therefore, when Zhong Yutong entered the door, he saw that Yun Rongrong rarely looked normal. A pleasant smile immediately appeared on his face, and he walked in with light steps.
"Rong Rong, mother is here."
"mother?"
From an angle that Zhong Yutong couldn't see, Yun Rongrong frowned and relaxed quickly, thinking to herself: Fortunately, she hasn't left yet, otherwise she would be in trouble.
Then, I saw her blinking her innocent-looking eyes, turning her face to look at the source of the sound.
As far as the eye could see, Zhong Yutong walked towards her quickly with a happy smile on his face.
"What are Rongrong doing?"
Zhong Yutong walked to sit next to Yun Rongrong and asked in a coaxing tone.
"Mom, Rongrong is eating delicious food, look..."
Yun Rongrong pointed to the untouched snacks on the table and answered.
"Oh, then you can continue eating. Mom is here to watch you eat."
"good."
Although Yun Rongrong promised so in her mouth, in her heart she wished her mother could leave quickly, otherwise how could she go to Heng'an Building.
However, in front of her, she could only act silly, pick up the snacks, take small bites, and eat them with relish.
Zhong Yutong sat aside and said nothing, just watching her eat with gentle and loving eyes.
Occasionally, there would be some crumbs in the corners of Yun Rongrong's mouth, and she would wipe them clean with a handkerchief.
Time passed bit by bit, and Yun Rongrong had eaten two or three pastries, but Zhong Yutong had no intention of leaving yet.
Yun Rongrong was a little anxious in her heart, but she couldn't show it on her face.
Zhong Yutong sat aside, although his eyes were looking at Yun Rongrong, what he was thinking about was everything from Yun Rongrong's birth to the present.
Including the times she and her mother wanted to strangle her, including the baskets she poked at every family dinner over the years, and the way she talked to herself with a silly smile every time.
Every bit of it was replayed in Zhong Yutong's mind, so much so that tears fell gently from her smiling eyes as she thought about it.
At this moment, although she was smiling, there were tears in her eyes.
Yun Rongrong was eating cakes impatiently. When she inadvertently raised her eyes, she saw tears falling down Zhong Yutong's face.
For a moment, she couldn't help being slightly startled, and then she reached out her hand and gently wiped away Zhong Yutong's tears, and asked softly: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Such a simple sentence, coming from her mouth, sounded like a two or three-year-old child, sounding quite innocent.
Hearing what she said, the tears in Zhong Yutong's eyes flowed even more fiercely.
