Chapter 176: The Red Scar on Mrs. Rong's Neck
"Wait for Xigu to get better. An Mengyi touched Rong Xigu's head.
Rong Xigu is talented, but An Mengyi is not afraid of his learning.
"Do you feel bored at home?" An Mengyi asked.
Rong Xigu first shook his head, and then nodded again, "It's good at home, I have my parents with me, but at school, there is no one to accompany Xiaopang." ”
An Mengyi listened to it, thought about it, and seemed to have a little impression of Rong Xigu mentioning that it was this little fat in her memory, as if it was a friend Rong Xigu made on the first day of school.
"Then how about inviting Chubby to dinner another day. An Mengyi smiled softly.
"Really. Rong Xigu looked at An Mengyi with a happy face, with light in his eyes.
"Of course you can, because it's a good friend of Xigu. An Mengyi said.
Seeing Rong Xigu's happy appearance, An Mengyi also felt relieved in her heart.
When I got home, I coaxed Rong Xigu to sleep, and An Mengyi was hugged by Rong Jinghao before she returned to the room.
"What are you doing. An Mengyi struggled.
"I haven't opened meat in a long time. Rong Jinghao was concise and to the point, and then walked to the room with An Mengyi in his arms.
An Mengyi snorted twice, "When did I say I forgave you." ”
Rong Jinghao couldn't cry or laugh, at this time the two of them had already returned to the room, Rong Jinghao put An Mengyi on the bed and looked at her.
"Ran Yi combination, huh?" Rong Jinghao said.
An Mengyi then remembered that after filming with Xiao Yinghou today, someone did give them the name of the group, the point is that this is just a joke, and the other party is still a woman.
"You don't even eat a woman's vinegar, do you? An Mengyi glanced at Rong Jinghao.
Rong Jinghao buried his face in her neck, and the hot breath exhaled was like a feather, teasing An Mengyi's heart
"Nope. Rong Jinghao replied, "I'm just plain unhappy." ”
In the next second, An Mengyi's words before she had time to say were blocked by Rong Jinghao with a kiss.
An Mengyi was so angry that she bit Rong Jinghao, Rong Jinghao chuckled, and the movements in her hands became even more presumptuous.
The next day, it was another day when An Mengyi couldn't get up.
But thinking that there was a meeting in the company's department today, she wanted to cry without tears.
"What do you say. An Mengyi looked at Rong Jinghao with resentful eyes.
Rong Jinghao was already wearing a suit at this time, wearing a tie, with a cold appearance and an ascetic face.
So An Mengyi couldn't connect him with the crazy Rong Jinghao last night.
"I'll help you rub it. Rong Jinghao sat beside An Mengyi and stroked her waist with his big hand.
An Mengyi turned her face away and looked angry.
But I have to say that Rong Jinghao's massage skills are still very good, and it didn't take long for the soreness in his waist to be much less.
Then Rong Jinghao took An Mengyi to wash and change her clothes.
Until Rong Jinghao carried An Mengyi into the car
An Mengyi looked at the man who contracted all the work of getting up by herself, and suddenly couldn't get angry.
"Are you still tired? As if realizing his mistake, Rong Jinghao came to rub An Mengyi's waist and legs
An Mengyi suddenly felt that she had no temper, and lay lazily in Rong Jinghao's arms, "I'm not tired." ”
When she came to the company, An Mengyi found that the people in the department looked at her a little strangely.
An Mengyi was puzzled, looked at her dress today, and didn't wear the wrong clothes.
Su Lele rubbed over with an ambiguous face, glanced at An Mengyi, and said, "Mengyi, you tell the truth, was Mr. Rong too intense last night." ”
An Mengyi was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, and she hurriedly ran to the toilet.
When you see the work of someone on the neck obviously, a mouthful of silver teeth is about to be crushed.
Rong Jinghao.
An Mengyi gritted her teeth in her heart.
She didn't expect this man to be so scheming, and the clothes he picked for her were still specially low-necked, so that the marks on the neck were exposed.
An Mengyi remembered that she still had a silk scarf in her office, so she came to the office with a red face and a covert face.
She brought a silk scarf, although it was covered, but An Mengyi had already been seen by most people when she entered the company, so there was a feeling that there was no silver three hundred taels here.
Therefore, their eyes looking at An Mengyi became more ambiguous.
So when An Mengyi thought of Rong Jinghao today, she couldn't help but grit her teeth.
At this time, Song Sizhe sent a message.
"I'll see you this afternoon, I've made some progress in researching these antiquities. ”
An Mengyi then remembered where the antiquities in the auction were placed in Song Sizhe.
She patted her head, but it was herself, forgetting about others for days.
"Okay. An Mengyi replied.
It just so happened that she had time this afternoon.
In the afternoon, An Mengyi did not go back with Rong Jinghao and insisted on going to A University.
Rong Jinghao knew that Song Sizhe was in A University, and with a black face, he sent An Mengyi to A University.
Song Sizhe was waiting for An Mengyi at the school gate, and when he watched An Mengyi get off the bus, a smile appeared on his face.
But soon, he met Rong Jinghao's gaze.
Rong Jinghao was sitting in the car, Song Sizhe couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only see the white hands on the steering wheel, the finger bones were distinct, and the sharp eyes.
The eyes of the two men only met in the air for a second, and then they looked away from each other.
Rong Jinghao suddenly remembered the masterpiece he left on An Mengyi's neck, and couldn't help but smile, even his voice was relaxed, "Go, wait a minute, I'll come to you." ”
An Mengyi nodded, completely forgetting that the silk scarf she had worn during the day fell on Rong Jinghao's car.
An Mengyi followed Song Sizhe to the laboratory, and Song Sizhe's desk was full of antiquities.
Song Sizhe picked up one of the vases and spoke, "I've studied it for a long time, and I finally know something. ”
"What's the matter. An Mengyi's fingers caressed the vase, and the delicate lines spread under her hands.
"These antiquities are all from one person, Li Qingzhao. Song Sizhe replied.
An Mengyi raised her eyes and glanced at Song Sizhe, she had made up for historical knowledge for a while in this era, but she knew something about Li Qingzhao.
A famous female lyricist in history, full of poetry and calligraphy, peerless, and his husband are people who love to collect antiques, but they are ill-fated, they lost their husbands in their early years, and when they fled in the war, they lost a lot of antiquities on the road.
But An Mengyi didn't expect that these antiquities that she took pictures casually were actually Li Qingzhao's collection.
"Because of these antiquities, I also did some research on Li Qingzhao, and found that most of her collection is from the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms to the Song Dynasty, and most of them are calligraphy and paintings. ”
An Mengyi nodded, and her attention was attracted by another landscape painting
She looked at the scenery above, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it felt.
Later, I was shocked to find that this was the outskirts of the capital where she had lived since she was a child in her previous life.
She followed her brother to sneak out to play when she was young, and only when she grew up, after entering the palace, she had no chance.
But An Mengyi still remembers it clearly.
"This is also Li Qingzhao's collection?" An Mengyi asked.
Song Sizhe glanced at it, "Yes." ”
An Mengyi glanced at the calligraphy and painting again, this is indeed genuine, but there is no record of who made it on it, on this landscape painting, An Mengyi did not find any clues.
She couldn't help but be a little discouraged.
Song Sizhe on the side comforted, "Mengyi, the appearance of these things is enough to prove that the Dayao you mentioned exists, but you just need some evidence."
An Mengyi nodded.
At this time, someone outside the door was looking for Song Sizhe, a boy with a book, who should have come to him to ask questions.
An Mengyi spoke, "You go get busy first, and I'll take a look." ”
Song Sizhe nodded and followed the boy to the next door.
An Mengyi sat in Song Sizhe's seat and looked at all these antiquities carefully.
An Mengyi was sure that apart from that landscape painting, there was nothing else that belonged to Da Yao
At this time, the door of the laboratory was suddenly opened, and An Mengyi thought it was Song Sizhe coming, but she didn't expect it to be a female voice with a gloomy expression.
An Mengyi still remembers her, called Zhong Man.
I spent some time scheming on myself last time.
An Mengyi just glanced at Zhong Man indifferently and didn't say anything.
Zhong Man looked unhappy, walked up to An Mengyi, and said, "Why are you sitting in Brother Song's seat." ”
"Does this have anything to do with you?" An Mengyi smiled indifferently, without the intention of getting out of the way.
Zhong Man only felt very uncomfortable in his heart, it was that woman a few days ago, and now it is this again.
Zhong Man found that Song Sizhe treated them better than himself.
Especially the woman in front of her, her beauty is even more incomparable.
Zhong Man suddenly smiled sarcastically, "You just want to cling to Brother Song, too, Brother Song's identity is too much for people to try." ”
An Mengyi looked at Zhong Man with the eyes of a fool.
Zhong Man's eyes looked around the laboratory, and when he saw the ancient books on the table, his eyes flashed.
She remembered that Song Sizhe was very precious to this ancient book.
Zhong Man took advantage of An Mengyi's inattention and took the ancient books over.
"What is this. ”
An Mengyi recognized this ancient book, and her face changed, "Put it down." ”
Zhong Man sneered, "Why, this is not your thing, you told me to let me go, why?" ”
An Mengyi had a cold face, and wanted to get up and take the ancient books, but Zhong Man dodged them.
Zhong Man frowned and said, "What are you doing, this is Brother Song's most precious thing, do you know what the consequences will be if it is damaged." ”
An Mengyi took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, "That ancient book is indeed very important, you put it down, and if you have something to say." ”
After speaking, An Mengyi got up from her seat.
With a smug smile on his face, Zhong Man stepped back, just hitting a water cup on the table, and the water cup fell at Zhong Man's feet.
She was startled and subconsciously let go of her hand.