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"How soon will you wake up?" Rong Boyang asked.

"I'll wake up soon, but it's late now, and miss Rong should be very tired just now, so she may sleep till tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow afternoon I'll take you to have a physical examination. You'll have a rest first."

"Yes."

After the doctor left, the servant stood at the door, as if he had something to say, but it was obvious that he had been waiting for a long time and did not dare to come in just now.

Rong Boyang's clothes are all wet. In fact, he didn't do anything just now, but I kiss her.

But it's just the unspeakable taste. There is a kind of sexy ambiguity between his eyebrows. People who know about love affairs can see the subtle feeling at a glance.

"What's the matter?" He needs to take a bath first. He also knows that the servant is waiting at the door because the master of Rong's family is coming downstairs.

This time, so coincidentally, the old man will come here in person, only to receive the wind.

He's really focused.

"Sir, the master is waiting for you downstairs." The servant explained carefully.

In the evening, my husband's face was very wrong. Because something happened to the young lady, he was much better than just now. However, in order to avoid the tail of the typhoon, the servants were very cautious in speaking and doing things.

"Tell him I'll be right down." Rong Boyang left this sentence and went straight to the bathroom.

In fact, he didn't alleviate the Yu fire that had just been raised, so he had to take a bath to calm himself down.

It's just that in the past, even such thoughts could be suppressed. Today, however, they are ready to move and can't help themselves.

Rong Boyang these years, not nearly female, not really do not need, but no longer see in addition to his side of the little girl outside any woman.

But for a healthy man, the longer the depression, the more terrible the outbreak.

Rong Boyang looked down at his big palm and grinned bitterly.

She will be her own. It's just a matter of time. But on that day, he can't help thinking about it.

………

Mr. Rong had been waiting in the downstairs living room for more than an hour, waiting for his temper. At last, it was obvious that Rong Boyang had just taken a bath and came downstairs in his loose robe. His face was slightly relieved.

"What's the matter?" Rong Boyang will never put anyone in the eye. For him, the promotion does not have much significance at all.

Probably also willing to call Rong Boyang, because the Rong family has a pearl of honor.

"Is the Pearl upstairs?" Rongsheng also knew what he was thinking. He had just dismissed all the servants downstairs. Now he said directly, "what did I come for? You should know. You just..."

"What did I just do?" Rong Boyang's image is different from that of the past. At the moment, he is like the king of the forest who has lost his aura in his spare time. He falls on the black leather sofa, full of laziness and spontaneity. He is extremely sexy. However, when he interrupts Rong Sheng, he has no doubt: "is there a talkative person in Rong family? I don't know what I said to my father that you shouldn't say, but I don't think you need to worry so much about my father. I'm Rong Boyang. Don't I know the word "propriety"

Rongsheng's face changed slightly: "what's so strange about the servants at the bottom who don't say that this kind of thing happened in the evening. There are so many people in Rong's family who have come to my ears? What did I tell you about my marriage to the Yan family? "

I met you in the afternoon.

Stern and Guoguo grew up together.

So strictly speaking, austerity can be regarded as one's younger generation.

Rong Boyang knows how to be stern. Of course, all the people in this circle think that Guoguo likes austerity very much. Their marriage had been decided with Luo Xuan earlier, but it was not officially announced, so it was not completely finalized.

But in the afternoon, after an hour of private talk with stern, Rong Boyang has made a decision.

"After a while, I'm not fully ready for the severe situation. Since it's a commercial marriage, I naturally want to maximize my interests. The severe situation needs fruit to consolidate my position in the Yan family. I will cooperate with him."

Rong Sheng looks strange and looks at Rong Boyang, "don't you like to use fruit the least? Listen to what you mean, this is to use the fruit, you would gladly agree, but also help? "

Rong Boyang raised eyebrows: "father, everything has two sides. It's not bad to be stern. I'm more relieved to give him the fruit."

"Is that really all?"

"Well, what else do you think?"

Rongsheng's lip is slightly wriggling. It seems that he wants to say something. However, after a long pause, he suddenly changes the subject of conversation and asks: "ah Zhi, have you contacted you recently?"

Rong Bozhi, Rong Mingzhu's biological father, was no longer in the Rong family in his early years. Because of the snobbery of the Rong family, the news that Rong Bozhi left home has never been reported by any media.Li raised his eyebrows and thought about his father

"I heard that the typhoon there had a great influence before. I want to miss him, but I don't think I need to. If I contact you, I will remind him to take care of his health." Rongsheng said here, deliberately pause, eyes looking at the man on the sofa, smile: "you take care of his daughter so well, he most trust people, should be you."

Rong Boyang didn't make a sound. Rong Sheng felt that he had already said something and left.

Rong Boyang just sat on the sofa for more than an hour, and the servants didn't dare to disturb him. He just felt that his husband's face was deep, and he knocked on the armrest of the sofa with one hand. He fell silent, but even more soundly. The atmosphere around him was cold and proud.

………

When Rong Mingzhu woke up, it was indeed the afternoon of the next day.

In fact, she had a good sleep, just because she didn't feel right. She had the spirit of getting up. When she opened her eyes, she had a bad feeling.

I can't say what's the discomfort, but I'm very tired and my head aches.

Holding her hands, she sat up and realized that this was not her room, but Second uncle's?

Why did she come to the second uncle's room to sleep again?

She startled, and then take a closer look, Rong Boyang is not sitting on a single sofa not far from the end of the bed?

Rong Mingzhu doesn't know. Last night, the Rong family wanted to be bloodless. It was all because of her.

But now, from a little distance, seeing the second uncle sitting not far away, she faintly felt that the second uncle seemed to be Angry?