It worked! Murong Ranchun felt that the person behind him was slowly approaching him, and a burst of pride suddenly surged in his heart.
But Feng Yu, who was still in the dark, looked happy when he heard it and said quickly: "Thank you, Master Murong."
"There is no need to say thank you between you and me." Murong Ranchun said, lifting her chin with one hand, but his eyes stayed on the indifferent red-haired woman behind her. He gritted his teeth and said, "After all, you are the woman that my heart loves."
Feng Yu's face suddenly turned red as if on fire. She shyly pushed his hand away and said, "Master Murong, please don't do this."
"Have you had enough fun?"
A cold female voice suddenly sounded behind her, and Feng Yu felt as if a ladle of cold water had been poured on her head, dispelling the charming atmosphere just now.
She turned around and realized that a mature woman with short hair was standing behind her.
Zheng Muyue glanced at her, twitched her lips, and said, "It's in such bad taste."
What?
Before Feng Yu understood what it meant, Murong Ranchun beside him started shouting: "What are you talking about? Zheng Muyue, let me tell you, although Yu'er is not as tall as you, not as white as you, has flat chest and thick legs, and not as beautiful as you, But that’s what I like.”
Feng Yu spurted out a mouthful of old blood and lay on the gun inexplicably.
Zheng Muyue, however, ignored him and asked Feng Yu directly: "Where is Zheng Muyang?"
Although Feng Yu is not smart, looking at the reactions of these two people, he knows that their relationship is unusual.
So after hearing Zheng Muyue's question, she answered: "I don't know where Brother Zheng has gone. Are you..."
When she didn't get the answer she wanted, Zheng Muyue interrupted her with an unkind expression: "Get out!"
"Ah?" Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and wanted to break away from Murong Ranchun's arms.
But Murong Ranchun held her down tightly, preventing her from moving.
"The surname is Zheng," Murong Yuchun looked at the other party with a very bad tone. "You should understand clearly, you are just a reproductive tool for our family. If you make me unhappy, I will replace you sooner or later."
Hearing this, Zheng Muyue bent down, stared at the other person with a pair of beautiful eyes, and lightly opened her red lips: "Okay, you can tell Grandpa this sentence."
"You..." Murong Yuchun was immediately frightened when he heard that the other party had brought out Murong's ancestor.
There was nothing he could do. The person he feared the most was his grandfather. This woman didn't know what method she used to obtain such a powerful amulet.
"What are you..." Zheng Muyue's expression suddenly changed, she straightened up and snapped at Feng Yudao: "Why don't you get out of here, do you want your dad to be kicked out of the hospital?" As for the Feng family, she He never had a good look.
Seeing them reminded me of Zheng Muyang, who had vowed to protect her, but ended up disappearing himself.
Fortunately, her cleverness was appreciated by ancestor Murong, otherwise she would not know where she would be now.
Feng Yu's eyes immediately turned red when she was yelled at by the other party. At this time, Murong Ranchun also took his hand away from her body. She understood what the other party meant and ran out crying.
Clang——
The door closed, leaving only the two people staring at each other in the room.
"Why are you so cruel to her?" Murong Ranchun said dissatisfied.
Zheng Muyue raised her eyebrows and said mockingly: "Are you distressed? A man whose body is half buried in the ground is still so ignorant, scum."
"You..." Murong was angry at this. He had always been the one to make others angry.
But ever since he met this old woman, she always made him so angry that it was simply unbelievable. He had to let this woman see how powerful he was today.
Thinking of this, he stood up suddenly and rushed towards the unsuspecting Zheng Muyue...
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A few hours later, it was completely dark, and the island's bustling nightlife had begun.
Inside the bar.
"Gurgling."
Murong Ranchun, who was beaten up by the black belt master Zheng Muyue with a bruised nose and face because of trying to revitalize her husband, raised his head and drank a big gulp of wine, and then put the bottle on the table with a bang.
This sound naturally attracted the attention of the people around him. Many people went here to check the situation and saw a man with a swollen face like a pig's head. They immediately started talking in a low voice.
"Hiccup~"
Murong Ranchun didn't care what others thought, and he burped loudly regardless of his image, and complained to Zeng Qi who was sitting opposite: "Hiss...that old woman is so cruel, she specifically picked on my face." beat........"
Faced with the complaints from his friends, Zeng Qi remained silent.
Murong Ranchun, who had been chattering for a long time, couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw that the other party had a dark face and didn't say anything to him.
At this moment, Zeng Qi spoke: "Murong, what do you think she...is thinking?" His voice was slightly hoarse, revealing a strong sense of helplessness.
"Who?" Murong Ranchun was puzzled and then realized what he was doing. "Sister-in-law? You guys had a fight. What happened? Weren't you fine just now?"
Zeng Qi looked at him, his eyes wandering, and recounted what happened before.
After dinner, Zeng Qi and Tan Jiajia were not in a hurry to go back to the room.
The two went to the top floor of the hotel to enjoy the night view of the island.
He originally planned to take advantage of this dark and windy month (cross out) to hold hands with the other person, talk about their ideals, and take the relationship between the two to another step.
But who knew, what happened next would exceed his imagination.
an hour ago.
"Wow!" Tan Jiajia stood on the rooftop, holding her hands on the railing, overlooking the night view of the island, and exclaimed in admiration. "It's really beautiful!"
Zeng Qi stood on her left side, his eyes full of doting. He raised his hand to straighten her hair that was messed up by the night wind, and said, "If you like it, you can live here in the future."
Tan Jiajia turned slightly sideways, avoiding his intimate gestures, and smiled: "You are kidding, Mr. Zeng! The house here is not something that a small citizen like me can afford."
Zeng Qi put down his empty hand, also looked into the distance, and said: "Of course I bought it, and in the future we will..."
Tan Jiajia saw something was wrong and hurriedly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, I saw the second young lady of the Zheng family here today, and she actually told me that she was getting married. Mr. Zeng, do you know about this?"
"I know." Zeng Qi replied. "The Zheng family and the Murong family are getting married."
"Huh? It's actually the stud with Master Murong." Tan Jiajia was shocked.
She had met Murong Ranchun before when she was in Murong Courtyard. He looked like a weak scholar and a good boy in front of ancestor Murong, but he looked arrogant and domineering behind others.
What impressed her most was when the three of them were chatting together that day. The other party's cell phone kept ringing, and judging from his name and tone of voice when he answered the phone, it was obvious that the person on the other end of the phone was a different woman.
He was the second person she had ever seen who was as duplicitous as he was. (The first one is wrong)
When Zeng Qi heard her comment on his friend, he couldn't help but laugh with schadenfreude: "It sounds like you don't have a good impression of Murong."
Tan Jiajia looked as usual and replied: "No, he is just a standard rich N generation, which is normal. But Mr. Zeng, you..." At this point, she made a gesture of spreading her hands towards Zeng Qi, feeling unhappy. It goes without saying.
Zeng Qi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Am I abnormal?"
"No, I just feel that you, Mr. Zeng, are too ordinary as a CEO, not at all like the legendary domineering and cool CEO."
"Then do you like me like this?" Zeng Qi changed his words after thinking something was wrong. "I mean, compared to you women, who do you like more, Murong Ranchun or me?"
"I'm not a woman, how do I know?"
She subconsciously told the truth, and Tan Jiajia quickly came back: "I mean, although I am a woman on the surface, my orientation is the same as that of a man. So you asked the wrong question..."
Before Tan Jiajia could finish her words, she was hugged by Zeng Qi.
