Mr. Bo suddenly became addicted to her

"What kind of porridge is it today?" Rong Mo asked carelessly.

Sister Juan came back to her senses, "Third Master, today I made porridge with preserved egg and lean meat."

Yesterday the third master said that he didn't like sweet food, so she specially made salty porridge today.

"What else?" Rong Moyan continued.

Sister Juan responded, "There is also a fresh meat steamed bun, two side dishes, shredded egg mixed with green bamboo shoots and sweet and sour radish sticks, all Miss Duan likes."

Miss Duan: "..."

Rong Mo nodded in satisfaction, "Go out."

"Okay." Sister Juan walked away.

When we got outside and closed the door, Cheng Fang was still standing there peeking, and while watching, he tsk-tsk loudly, "Sure enough, Ms. Duan has a way, look, as long as she feeds, the third master will eat anything..."

Sister Juan asked, "Did Miss Duan stay here last night?"

"That's for sure." Cheng Fang smiled, "The third master pretended to be asleep on purpose, and hugged Miss Duan so desperately that he refused to pull her away. Miss Duan refuses to let go..."

"puff--"

And inside the room.

After breakfast, Duan Fei picked up her phone.

It was half past eight, she said, "I should go back."

Rong Mo narrowed his eyes lazily, "You don't go to work, what are you doing back home?"

Duan Fei was helpless, "The heating in this room is too high, I was sweating last night."

She was hugged by him all night in a down jacket, sweating and uncomfortable, and she hasn't washed her face or brushed her teeth since last night...

Rong Mo looked at her, "Then are you still coming this afternoon?"

Duan Fei asked instead, "Didn't the nurse just say that the temperature has dropped? Should I be able to leave the hospital this afternoon?"

Rong Mowan asked back, "Do you want me to be discharged from the hospital?"

???

Duan Fei's hand was held by the man again, "You can come to see me, even if it's the last time, it shows that you still have me in your heart."

……

Duan Fei bit her lip.

After a long time, she finally said slowly, "Anyway, in the past few years, I was actually grateful to you from the bottom of my heart. If it wasn't for you, my situation would have been worse."

Rong Mo lazily rubbed the back of her smooth hand, just about to laugh...

"But like I said before, those years have passed, and now I want to be a new Duan Fei, I am an independent individual, I can support myself by my own ability, even if it is hard, but at least it is With dignity."

Rong Molan's throat constricted for a while, "With me, you have no dignity?"

Duan Fei smiled faintly, "What do you think?"

Rong Moyan: "..."

indeed.

He was fourteen years older than her.

To be honest, he is old enough to be her uncle, it's normal for her to have that kind of thinking...

next second.

"Although I have never talked about a real love, I think that love should be equal, not who belongs to whom, who must obey whom."

Rong Moyan's originally gloomy expression suddenly seemed to be brightened, "You mean..."

Before he could say anything, the door of the ward was pushed open with a bang.

Mr. Rong's loud voice sounded, "Duan Fei is here, isn't she?"

Duan Fei was taken aback, quickly withdrew her hand, stood up and stood up again.

Old man Rong was wearing a thick down jacket, wrapped like a rice dumpling, and walked into the ward with a cane.

Glancing at someone with a tense face, "Yo, you look pretty good today."

Then he took another look at the lunch box on the bedside table, "It seems that I have a good appetite."

In the end, he concluded, "Even though Duan Fei is here, you still don't seem to be in a good mood?"

Rong Moyan: "..."

At the critical moment, what he wanted to say was interrupted by the old man, how could he be in a better mood?

"Master." Duan Fei called out politely.

Mr. Rong smiled and stretched out his hand, "Here you are."

It is a red envelope.

It looks thick at first glance.

Duan Fei hurriedly waved her hands, "No need..."

"Hold it!" Mr. Rong's voice became more serious, and he moved his hand forward again, "The juniors of the Rong family, as long as they are not married, I will give red envelopes. The first day of the new year has passed, and you are angry with me, don't you want it?"

Duan Fei said, "I didn't mean that..."

"Then take it!" Mr. Rong couldn't help breaking up, thrust the red envelope into her hand, and then smiled happily.

Rong Mo said coldly and abruptly, "Why don't I have a red envelope?"

The old man Rong changed his face in seconds, "You are almost forty years old, do you still have the nerve to ask for a red envelope?"

Rong Moyan was in a bad mood at first, but when he looked up, he saw Duan Fei was about to smile...

As soon as he thought about it, all emotions disappeared in an instant.

Grandpa Rong couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, one thing is one thing, Duan Fei is here, the brat's temper has improved, and he doesn't hate him anymore...

Duan Fei said at this time, "Old man, since you are here, I will go back first."

The old man Rong asked, "You stayed here last night, didn't you?"

"Uh, it's not actually..."

"Okay, I understand." Mr. Rong interrupted with a smile, "In that case, let Assistant Cheng take you back to rest first, the bed in the ward is not spacious enough after all, it's hard for two of you to lie down..."

Duan Fei: "???"

Father, have you misunderstood?

without waiting for her to speak...

"Assistant Cheng." Mr. Rong called out.

Cheng Fang who was outside the door hurried in, "Master."

The old man Rong ordered, "Send Duan Fei back to rest. It snowed last night and the road is slippery. Drive slowly."

"Okay." Cheng Fang dared not refuse.

Although Rong Moyan's eyes look like he wants to kill someone...

Duan Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up her bag, and followed Cheng Fang away.

Rong Moyan turned her face to the inside impatiently.

"Are you angry with me?" Mr. Rong snorted coldly, "Do you think I did it on purpose?"

Rong Mo didn't speak.

"You guessed it, I did it on purpose."

Rong Moyan said again: "..."

The old butler behind him was also speechless.

Don't be angry with the third master, old man. Didn't you see that the third master's face has changed?

"Stinky boy!" Mr. Rong continued, "Do you think I would drag a handful of old bones to the hospital to see you early in the morning on this snowy day?"

"You can leave now." Rong Moyan said, "There are many viruses in the hospital, you have a lot of old bones, be careful not to get sick!"

This time it's Mr. Rong's turn: "..."

The old butler couldn't help but stepped forward, "Third Master, the old man really cares about you. You have been hospitalized these few days, but he hasn't had a good rest."

"You think I want to care about him?" Mr. Rong leaned on the tiles with a cane, "If it weren't for the fact that he is old and no one wants him, I wouldn't bother to care about him!"

The old butler: "..."

"It's good to know." Rong Mo said coldly, "Stop meddling in other people's business."

"Bastard!" Mr. Rong blew his beard and stared, "Duan Fei is a young girl, she followed you when she was less than eighteen years old, she probably doesn't know how to fall in love!"

Rong Mo snorted coldly in his heart.

This girl did not know how many times she had been in love behind his back. Although each time was short, she had absolutely rich experience. After all, every time she talked with men from different fields...

The old man Rong continued, "If you want her to change her opinion of you, you must first change your character. Also, love is not just about talking, you have to do more. Valentine's Day is coming soon, so I don't know how to give her a gift." Order roses? Work will start the day after tomorrow. She is a little girl who lives alone, and commuting to and from get off work is somewhat unsafe, so you can't pick up and drop off more? And..."

"You still need to teach me these?" Rong Molang interrupted impatiently.

The old man Rong nodded, "Okay, I want to see how long you can marry girl Duan Fei in!"

Turn around and leave.

The old housekeeper hurriedly followed.

the other side.

Cheng Fang drove Duan Fei back downstairs, and when he got out of the car, he helped her pull the rear door, "Miss Duan, there is snow on the steps, be careful, don't fall."

Duan Fei glanced at him and got off the car.

Not long after returning home, I received a call from Jiang Yaoyao.

"Beifei, are you up yet?"

Duan Fei cleared her throat, "My dear, I won't go to Universal Studios today."

"Why?" Jiang Yaoyao was curious, "Didn't we all agree? And I already bought the ticket."

"You go with Boss." Duan Fei felt very embarrassed, "I have to go to work the day after tomorrow, so I don't want to keep disturbing you on a date with Boss."

"Oh, the two of us are tired of being together every day, even if we go to work, there will be plenty of weekends in the future."

Duan Fei thought for a while, "I was a little tired from working overtime yesterday, and I will go to work the day after tomorrow, so I want to have a good rest."

"That's it." Jiang Yaoyao clicked his tongue, "That's alright, I'll go play with Bo Jinlan, you can rest at home, I'll come see you tomorrow, and I'll bring you some dumplings made by my grandpa."

"what?"

"Okay, hang up, see you tomorrow." Jiang Yaoyao hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Duan Fei laughed helplessly.

I checked the time, went into the bathroom, and took a hot shower.

Not long after he came out, the phone rang again suddenly.

This time it was an unfamiliar mobile phone number.

She answered the phone, "Hello."

"Excuse me, is this Duan Fei?"

"I am." Duan Fei wondered, "Who are you?"

"Send flowers by courier, I'm downstairs in your residence, please press the elevator for me."

???

5 minutes later--

Duan Fei received a large bouquet of red roses in full bloom.

After the courier brother left, she hugged the bouquet of red roses, and she was dumbfounded.

You Qi waited to pull open the wrapping paper, and saw a card inside, with a row of small characters on it:
[I love you every day, forever——Rong Molan. 】

Uh……

**
Ward at this time.

Cheng Fang received the receipt message and hurried in to report, "Master, the sixty-six red roses you ordered have been delivered to Ms. Duan."

Rong Mo nodded lazily, "Starting tomorrow, send Duan Fei a bouquet of roses every day."

"Okay." Cheng Fang asked, "By the way, I went to work on the seventh day of the lunar new year. Are you going to send it directly to Ms. Duan's work unit?"

Rong Mo was impatient, "You still want to ask me about such a trivial matter?"

"Understood." Cheng Fang embarrassed.

Originally, I wanted to ask the third master if the card only needs to be signed...

"Go out." Rong Mo closed his eyes lazily.

Cheng Fang hurriedly left.

As a result, when the door was closed, Rong Moyan opened his eyes, then took the phone and dialed Duan Fei's number.

The phone rang a few times and was connected, and a soft female voice came, "Hello."

"Have you received the rose?" Rong Mo's voice was gentle.

Duan Fei obviously paused, and then said, "Yes."

Rong Mowan unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, "Do you like it?"

Duan Fei paused for a long time this time, "You seem to be sending me flowers for the first time..."

"Yes."

In the past, I always gave her jewelry, or all kinds of clothes and bags...

Rong Moyan said, "If you don't like this color, you will change it to another color tomorrow, or if you don't like roses, then you can change it to another flower."

"no need."

Rong Moyun frowned instantly.

next second.

"This bouquet of flowers is very pretty."

Rong Moyan: "..."

He actually acted like a stupefied boy, nervously thinking that she was going to reject him again.

After coughing twice, Rong Mo said lazily, "As long as you like it."

Duan Fei didn't speak.

Rong Moyan was also silent.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward for a moment.

Then it was Duan Fei who spoke first, "Take good care of your illness and die first."

"Will you come to the hospital to see me tomorrow?" Rong Mo asked promptly.

"You should be able to leave the hospital tomorrow, right?" Duan Fei said, "Isn't the temperature taken this morning already normal?"

Rong Mo gritted his teeth, "Yes."

"Congratulations." Duan Fei finished, "I'm going to clean up the house, goodbye."

The phone is hung up.

Rong Moyan sat alone on the hospital bed, with his arms folded, his brows furrowed.

Until the phone rang.

Rong Moyan picked up the phone and found that it was a WeChat message from Bo Jinlan, and there was only a screenshot of Moments:
Duan Fei sent a picture, that is, the big bouquet of red roses, and then matched it with a smiling expression.

Rong Moyan raised his eyebrows and started typing: [I sent it, what's wrong? 】

Bo Jinlan: [Yo, is this a reconciliation? 】

Rong Molan: [Smiling jpg]