Happy Together

I just received a call from Fang Jinghui, saying that Rong Haochuan had spoken, saying that as long as Ruan Qing was willing to marry, he would just marry.

Doesn't this mean that as long as Ruan Qing is willing, the marriage will be completed? !

Ruan Qing was still dazed in the bed, listening to what Ruan Fangping said, she was finally getting married.

and many more!

What does this mean?

She was still confused at first, all of a sudden the sleepworms ran away, rubbing her tousled hair, and asked Ruan Fangping who was about to jump up excitedly, "Mom, what did you say?"

"Oh, you stinky girl, get me up quickly! Dress up and make-up, and go to see your future husband-in-law with me, ah no, future husband!" Ruan Fangping looked excited, as if she were going to go on a blind date.

Ruan Qing’s premonition became worse, clutching the quilt in her arms, subconsciously trying to find a support, "Mom, you, did you find me another son for a blind date? Didn’t I say that, I won’t see you this year? Now, seeing a yellow one, I'm almost exhausted!"

"This time is different! This is the marriage that your grandfather has ordered for you. It is justified, and it will definitely be done this time!" Ruan Fangping said with confidence.

"You, you mean, Rong, Rongjia?"

She seemed to hear the rock hanging in her heart clearly, and with a thump, she smashed it down, hitting her feet.

"Isn't it? Mom told you, I only learned about this news yesterday. It turns out that your Aunt Rong has a son who is not a few years older than you. It's just that we have very little contact before, and Aunt Rong deliberately kept it from you. , So Mom will let you go on a blind date!"

When Ruan Qing listened, her face changed from white to green and then to black.

Ruan Fangping was talking, pushing the quilt in and sitting by the bed, and continued to say, "Yesterday, just right, Rong Shao followed and asked your Aunt Rong to come to Xianghuai Village. Aunt Rong told him directly. Now, guess what?"

"Stop it!"

Ruan Qing braked immediately, staring at her mother and said, "Mom, aren't you afraid that this Rong family's son is a fool? Or is he a lame, or a pocky face?"

Ruan Fangping poked her forehead with her finger, "What are you thinking about, girl? These Fang Jinghui and Rong Yue are famous men and women, where will their sons go?"

"Besides, I have made an appointment for this today. I will go to Rong's house for a meal together at noon. Don't I know everything after this meeting?"

Rubbing her hair, Ruan Qing buried her head in the quilt and looked forward blankly.

"Mom, I don't believe that the Rong family will be so anxious, have you forced them?"

Ruan Fangping coughed, turned his eyes away, and muttered in a low voice, "Don't look at how old you are, I won't urge you anymore, you are really an older leftover girl."

Besides, this Rong family is not an ordinary wealthy family. If you don't strike while the iron is hot, it will really change later!

An hour later, Ruan Qing was forced to get up and change her clothes, and she also asked her to put on a mask and make-up.

Only when she came back this time she didn't bring any clothes. Ruan Fangping unexpectedly took out her cheongsam and let Ruan Qing put it on.

She is a hundred and a thousand unwilling, how can my mother be too cruel to change?

what!

She was more cruel than that Rongma, so she just started to help her change!

Outside the gate of the Rong family's hometown, two old pine trees stand upright, like the mighty warriors who guarded the city in the old days, guarding the Rong family's century-old house.

Ruan Qing touched this cross-age cheongsam with her hand. The goose yellow background, the delicately embroidered rose flowers leaped on the hem of the cheongsam, and the small flowers of the same color at the neckline were cleverly decorated. They were beautiful, indeed beautiful.

just--

"Daughter, lift your head up and smile slightly, yes, that's it! Why do you always cry with a face? Your mother, I'm not dead yet!"

Ruan Fangping admired the clothes under the bottom of the box with satisfaction when he was young. "With your bright and beautiful face, it's amazing. I don't believe that the Rong family misses you!"

Ruan Qing is not bad at first, especially at this moment, beautiful and beautiful.

Charming but not vulgar, with a natural and classical oriental face, big eyes and pink lips, aura, but it is not difficult to see at the moment that she has a hundred people who are reluctant to enter this Rong family.

"Mom, let's go back! May I beg you? From now on, I will pack breakfast and dinner. You don't need to wash the bowls, and you don't need to wash the clothes. Can we go back?"

She looked at Ruan Fangping pleadingly, her eyes full of tears, and she was charming.

Ruan Fangping glanced at her daughter without intrusion, did not say anything, stretched out her hand and pulled her hand vigorously, and strode towards the old house of the Rong family.

Ruan Qing wanted to cry without tears.

Upon entering the door, seeing the intriguing grass and trees, the table and the stool, the two words popped out in her mind, antique, antique, or antique!

I used to be poor, but everything that is worth a little bit can be bought almost, and this Rongjia has never been short of money.

The things here can't be kept intact, except for the installation of necessary modern facilities, it is like a garden from the late Qing Dynasty.

"Fang Ping is here?" Fang Jinghui came out of the living room and greeted them from a distance as she watched them come.

When I saw Ruan Qing, my eyes stayed for a long time, and he couldn't hide his satisfied look, "This is Xiao Qing? Well, what a nice girl, come and sit in the house!"

"Hao Chuan is in the study room. We need to hold a video conference for things in the company, which will come after a while." Fang Jinghui said, calling them to sit down, and then arranged for a servant to serve tea and pour water.

This Rongjia is no better than others. There are special guards to clean it all the year round.

"Well, sister-in-law, you are welcome, Ruan Qing and I are not outsiders, let Haochuan not worry."

Ruan Fangping hurriedly said with a smile that she was also the first time to come in, although she was also from Xianghuai Village, but because the Rong family was abroad all year round, she had no chance to come in.

Otherwise, she wouldn't even be aware of a son in the Rong family.

From the moment Ruan Qing came in, except for the beginning of admiring antiques, to quickly recognizing reality, almost every cell in her body was highly vigilant.

She has lived for more than 20 years. Although she is not a ‘gentle man’, she is still a person who has done what she said.

What about this time?

Yesterday, I just promised never to enter the gate of Rong's house, but now I stepped into the gate of others!

No one can eat faster than this, right?

Ruan Fangping next to Fang Jinghui was talking to Fang Jinghui, while Ruan Qing looked around like on pins and needles, with sweat on her palms. Although she was still holding a fluke mentality, maybe that man was not the son of the Rong family, maybe just the surname Rong. .

Discomfort.

Increase, increase again.

Just when her whole body was tight.

A tall shadow walked in at the door.