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Chapter 888 Calculating Rong’s (6)

Ying Muyao leaned lazily against the wall, and said casually: "What else?"

besides?He admitted it.

Rong Zhiyi laughed at herself, "Ying Muyao, I really didn't see how long it took you to hold Rong's fatal position in your own hands?"

Before he could answer, Rong Zhiyi said to herself again: "Oh, it's four years. Not long after we got married, Xing Zhou joined the job. A talented person, he accepted our olive branch and devoted himself to doing accounts for the Rong family for three years. Then I gained my father's trust, and this year I got in touch with more business behind the scenes of Rong's."

"Ying Muyao, you are plotting against Rong Shi!" Rong Zhiyi forced out every word from between her teeth.

Ying Muyao let out a short low smile, narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly, and said indifferently: "Thinking about Rong? No, if your Rong didn't plot against me, Ying, I don't bother to take care of your mess. I'm doing it now. It’s just an eye for an eye.”

On the phone, the woman's breathing suddenly became heavier. She seemed to be holding back, and after a few seconds, she said, "Which hospital are you in? I'll go find you and we can talk."

"See you at the villa tonight, I hope you are really ready to talk to me." After leaving the words, Ying Muyao hung up the phone directly.

After returning to the ward, Ying Muyao woke up the little guy, and said softly: "Wait, Dad has something to do, can you call Qiaoqiao and ask her to pick you up?"

Waiting for the dazed big eyes to light up, he nodded with a smile, "Yeah."

Ying Muyao laughed, rubbed his little head, and then gave him his other mobile phone.

After Yiyi called Ying Shi and made sure that their drama would not be affected in any way, she quickly told Nanqiao, Nanqiao was completely relieved that Ying Shi would be fine, and she started working with peace of mind.

After ordering takeaway at noon and eating in the office, Nanqiao began to select advertising endorsements for other artists.

Get busy, time flies, when the assistant came to deliver the afternoon tea, Nanqiao came back to his senses, drinking coffee leisurely while watching the entertainment news on his mobile phone.

The call interface suddenly popped up, Nanqiao took a closer look, it was an unfamiliar mobile phone number, she hesitated for a moment, and finally connected.

As soon as the phone was moved to the ear, a childish voice came out, "Qiaoqiao, I'm waiting."

South Bridge: "..."

Waiting continued: "Qiaoqiao, can you come to the hospital to pick me up? My father promised to pick me up, but he hasn't come yet. It's so scary to wait alone in the hospital."

Nanqiao frowned when he heard this, "Are you alone in the hospital?"

The little guy gave an aggrieved "hmm", and then asked expectantly, "Qiaoqiao, are you here to pick me up?"

Nanqiao pursed his lips and asked, "Did you call Dad?"

The little guy said softly: "I did. Dad told me to wait for him, but he hasn't come yet. I'm so scared to wait..."

An unknown anger rose in Nanqiao's heart, she let out a deep breath, and said softly: "Auntie, call your father first, don't worry, stay in the ward obediently and don't run around."

"Okay." The little guy was very well-behaved.

The phone was hung up, so I handed the phone to Ying Muyao, "Dad, Qiaoqiao said to call you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Muyao's personal cell phone rang, he patted his son's head and connected the phone.

"Ying Muyao, what are you doing? You put a three-year-old child in the hospital alone? Are you sick? Do you know how dangerous it is?!" Nanqiao scolded him first.

(End of this chapter)