Chapter 516

"Huh?" Mao Beibei stopped and subconsciously turned around.

Seeing Zhou Fang's hand stretched out in front of her, he plucked a dead leaf from her hair, "There is a leaf."

"Thank you." Beibei thanked her and waved her hand, "I'll go first, bye."

"I'll see you off..." Zhou Fang followed with two steps.

But Beibei had already run away, "No, goodbye."

Seeing her running away, Zhou Fang took a long time to look away, looked down at the dead leaf between his fingers, pursed his lips and smiled, and carefully put it into the book.

-

Back at Rong's house, Rong Yan had already arrived home.

"Mr. Rong." Beibei greeted proactively, in a happy mood, and was about to go upstairs humming a little tune.

"Stop!" Rong Yan's voice suddenly came from behind.

Bei Bei had no choice but to stop and turn around, "Huh? What's the matter?"

Rong Yan was expressionless, and stared at her small face with a pair of black eyes, "In a good mood?"

For some reason, Mao Beibei forcibly heard the yin and yang tone in his words.

"Cough...still...it's okay."

It's really strange, didn't he go to school to care for her in person during the day?
Why didn't you see me for a day, and came back to become a cold-faced Rakshasa again?

When her mind was in chaos, Rong Yan had already walked in front of her.

She raised her hand and stretched it towards her face, Beibei was vigilant and almost instinctively raised her hand to block it.

Snapped--

Unable to control his strength, the palm of his hand slapped on his wrist, making a crisp impact sound.

"..." Mao Beibei was a little embarrassed, "I didn't mean to..."

Rong Yan withdrew her hand, "It seems that not just anyone can touch you if they want."

Beibei: "..."

In broad daylight, what kind of madness did Rong Yan smoke?

"Rong Yan." Joy's voice came from behind, interrupting their conversation, "Look who's here."

As soon as Mao Beibei raised her eyes, she saw the Joy people coming, and at the same time, she also saw the woman coming in behind her.

It was none other than Man Qing who I just met this morning.

Beibei feels that her recent appearance rate is a bit high...

"Rong Yan." Manqing called out in a crisp voice, and smiled friendly as if she looked at Mao Beibei, "Beibei is here too."

"Hello." Mao Beibei nodded politely.

"Is there something wrong?" Rong Yan looked at Man Qing with a calm expression, and he couldn't see any difference between his treatment of her and others.

Man Qing's complexion was a bit subtle, he first glanced at Mao Beibei, then at Qiao Yiren, and finally at Rong Yan, as if he had something to say and it was inconvenient to say it in front of them.

The Joey man came over and held Mao Beibei's hand, "Beibei, I bought two new clothes, can you take a look at them for me?"

Beibei didn't have much dislike for the Joey people.

She is approachable, unlike Yu Hui who looks down on her so much, but makes her feel kind.

Nodded, "Okay, Cousin."

The Joey took Mao Beibei's hand and left.

Rong Yan turned to face Man Qing, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that on a day like this, it's very difficult to be alone." Man Qing's face was full of sadness, he lowered his eyes, grabbed the bag with both hands, and bit his lower lip lightly, looking a bit cautious, "I I don't want to be alone, so...Rong Yan, do you find me annoying?"

Today's day is special.

It was also difficult for him.

"No." Rong Yan shook his head, "Have you eaten yet?"

Man Qing shook his head, "Not yet..."

"Just stay for dinner."

The corner of Man Qing's mouth raised a slight smile, "Yes."

-

On the second floor, Joy's room.

After entering the room, Joy asked Beibei to sit down and poured her another glass of water.Afterwards, Joy sat down on the sofa on Beibei's left.

Beibei was surprised, "Cousin, didn't you ask me to look at your new clothes for you?"

Joey laughed, "Silly girl, I'm just looking for a reason to leave."

Mao Beibei thought for a while and understood, "You mean, give Manqing and Mr. Rong room to talk?"

"Yeah." Joey nodded with a smile, "Actually, it's not completely, the main thing is that I also want to talk to you."

"Huh?" Mao Beibei took a sip of water and stopped, "Cousin, tell me."

"Are you still used to staying in Rong's house?" Joey asked.

"It's not bad. I am a person who is very happy with the situation."

"Have you ever thought about marrying Rong Yan?"

Joey people have always been straightforward. If they want to ask something, they will ask it directly, and they will not beat around the bush.

Mao Beibei also likes this very much, because she is also straightforward.

Nodding: "Think about it."

Joy kept smiling, "What do you think?"

"Let it be natural, I guess as long as Grandpa Rong accepts Manqing, my marriage with Mr. Rong will be cancelled."

"Cancelled?" Joey said helplessly, "You never thought about marrying Rong Yan? Are you sure about this engagement?"

Mao Beibei shook her head.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that she really wanted to marry Rong Yan back then.It was when Rong Yan went to Nuancheng for the first time and met her.

It was only later that I found out that he had a sweetheart, so I interrupted my thoughts.

As an author who specializes in writing romance novels, of course she knows the fate of infatuation and wrong payment.

Therefore, when the relationship was still in its infancy, she cut it off decisively!
"Then... If Rong Yan wants to marry you, what will you do?"

Beibei choked, then waved her hand, "Impossible."

"Why not?"

"Because Mr. Rong likes Man Qing, and he also wants to marry Man Qing. If Grandpa Rong didn't agree, they might have gotten married long ago."

Joey looked helpless, "Who told you this?"

"Aunt Yu told me."

It was Rongyan's mother, Yu Hui, who told her the second day she came to Rong's house.

The original words are like this: "Miss Mao, Rong Yan brought you back only because of his grandfather's persecution. He doesn't really like you, nor is he interested in you. I hope you can understand your identity, and don't have delusional thoughts. It's practical. In Rong Yan's heart, only Man Qing is in his heart. If his grandfather didn't disagree, they would have married several years ago."

A look of "sure enough" appeared on Qiao Yiren's face, "Man Qing is very special to Rong Yan, but it is definitely not the special kind that Yu Hui said..."

Before the Joey could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.

The servant's voice sounded outside the door, "Miss Cousin, it's time to eat."

"Here we come." Joey responded and stood up, "Let's go, the old man is most afraid of waiting for someone."

Mao Beibei nodded and stood up.

This topic was then thrown out of the sky.

When Mao Beibei and Joey arrived at the restaurant, it was already full of people.

Man Qing was sitting next to Rong Yan.

That seat has always been Mao Beibei's exclusive seat for the past three months.

Beibei curled her lips, pulled away the last stool and sat down.

At the dinner table, Yu Hui was very attentive to Man Qing, picking up vegetables for a while, serving soup for a while, and asking questions, very enthusiastic.

Rong's family was numerous, and Beibei sat at the bottom, so she was naturally ignored.

However, she never liked to attract attention, so this time, she ended up at ease.No one paid any attention to her, so she just sat at the end and cooked food silently.

But her series of reactions fell into Huiyan's eyes, but she became saddened by being left out.

She never liked Mao Beibei, and even more disapproved of her marriage with Rong Yan, wishing that their marriage would fall apart.

So, he picked up a piece of meat and put it into Manqing's bowl in a happy mood, "Manqing, you see that you have lost weight recently, you should eat more. It's not good for a girl to be too thin."

"Thank you, Auntie." Man Qing smiled like a lady, then put the piece of meat to Rong Yan, and said in a very low voice: "Rong Yan, you eat."

Yu Hui immediately smiled and said: "You still love Rong Yan, you know everything and think about him."

With Yu Hui's voice, the eyes of other people at the dinner table were focused on Rong Yan and Man Qing.

Mao Beibei also raised her eyes subconsciously, and looked this way.

They were sitting next to each other, the man was handsome, the woman was gentle, they were an inexplicable match.

Seeing Rong Yan gracefully picking up the piece of meat with chopsticks, Mao Beibei was inexplicably blocked.

Suddenly, he turned his eyes to look in her direction.

The four eyes met, and their gazes collided.

Mao Beibei lowered her head and continued to grill the rice.

Then, there was an extra piece of meat in the bowl.

She was startled, and there was a moment of silence at the dining table.

Mao Beibei raised her eyes, followed the pair of chopsticks, and looked at the man standing beside her.

Rong Yan withdrew his chopsticks expressionlessly, "Don't you like to eat?"

Mao Beibei: "..."

Seeing this scene in his eyes, old man Rong nodded and smiled very gratified, "Rong Yan, you finally know how to love your wife."

A joke made Mao Beibei's face burn quickly.

Joey also answered with a smile, "Yeah, I've never seen Rong Yan serving food for anyone."

After finishing speaking, he covered his lips and smiled.

That smile obviously has a lot of meaning, but everyone at the table understands the meaning.

Mao Beibei's face turned even redder. The piece of meat in the bowl looked so eye-catching.

It was Man Qing who married him, but in front of so many people, he caught him again, what does it mean?

She silently used the chopsticks to push the piece of meat aside, and then continued to chop the rice.

Rong Yan frowned, "Don't you like it?"

Mao Beibei stuffed a mouthful of rice, "Hmm..."

She thought it was over.

Then, in front of everyone, Rong Yan stretched out his chopsticks again, picked up the piece of meat, sat back in his original position very calmly, and stuffed it into his mouth.Chew twice and swallow.

The audience: "..."

Man Qing's expression was the most embarrassing.

Originally, she thought about showing off in front of Rong's family, but it turned out to be self-defeating, and she lost face instead.

She knew Rong Yan's character, he would not do these things for no reason.

Her suspicions about Mao Beibei's identity became more and more suspicious.

After dinner, everyone went to their own business.

In the living room, Yu Hui pulled Man Qing and talked for a long time.

"It's getting late today, Man Qing, you can stay here, I'll let the servant clean up your room." Yu Hui patted Man Qing's hand and said.

Man Qing pursed her lips, "Then I will trouble you, Auntie."

As soon as she heard that she agreed to stay, Yu Hui's eyes lit up, she was very happy, "No trouble, no trouble, come often if you want, let's talk more."

With that said, Yu Hui called a servant and asked her to go upstairs to clean up the room.

The two had another conversation downstairs, and Yu Hui stretched out her hand and yawned, "Oh, I'm a little sleepy after chatting."

Man Qing hurriedly said: "Then go and rest, Auntie."

Yu Hui stood up, "Alright, I'll ask the servant to take you to the room."

-

Mao Beibei was feeling thirsty, and was about to go downstairs to get a glass of water to drink, but just as she walked to the door, she heard voices coming from outside.

"Miss Manqing, this is your room. Opposite is the room of the young master."

"Thank you."

Man Qing?

She didn't go back?live?

The footsteps outside went away, Manqing entered the guest room, and Beibei opened the door lightly and went out.

There was no one downstairs, so she went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, thinking about what happened at the dining table tonight.

The image of Rong Yan pinching the meat to her was still lingering in her mind.

What was he thinking?

Even if you want to "show affection" in front of the Rong family, it shouldn't be in front of Man Qing.

Wouldn't it hurt his sweetheart's heart to do so?
Or are they having a conflict?So, use her as a punching bag to deliberately stimulate Man Qing?

Mao Beibei thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.

Shaking his head and turning around, he bumped into someone directly.

"Ah~" She was startled, the water in the water glass splashed out and burned her hands.

She managed to hold it steady, and looked at the man in front of her, "Mr. Rong?"

When did he stand behind her?Not at all.

Rong Yan raised his foot and approached two steps, "What are you thinking?"

Mao Beibei took two steps back, swallowed, "No...it's nothing."

After finishing speaking, she was about to walk around him, but Rong Yan's speed was even faster, and she dodged, directly blocking her way.

"Are you scared to see me?"

"no……"

"What's that?" Rong Yan pressed harder and harder.

Beibei had no choice but to back up step by step until her legs leaned against the cabinet, and there was no way back.

"Mr. Rong, you..."

His jaw was suddenly pinched by him, and Mao Beibei's eyes widened in shock.

Mao Beibei has a steamed bun face. It's not big, but it's chubby, and it's very comfortable to pinch.

Rong Yan squinted her eyes, squeezed her fingers slightly, and Mao Beibei's mouth was squeezed out into a very funny shape, plus her eyes were staring, the expression at this moment looked both funny and playful.

Rong Yan's mood inexplicably improved, "Have you given up meat?"

"..." He was still thinking about dinner?

The force on the face became a little heavier, and Mao Beibei cried out from being pinched, "It hurts~~ Take it easy~~"

Then she saw that a slight smile flashed in Rong Yan's eyes, but the strength in her hands really decreased a bit.

"Mao Beibei, you are my fiancee." He said suddenly.

Mao Beibei was taken aback, "..."

What does this mean? ? ?
"Why do you always have this expression?" Rong Yan was rather disgusted, "What I mean is, since you are my fiancee, don't make trouble outside. If I find out, I will never forgive you."

She flirts with women?
Obviously he is the one who messes with women, okay?

Mao Beibei pursed her lips and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)

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