"It's getting late, and my wife doesn't have the habit of staying up late, so we'll go first. Rong Jinghao opened his mouth indifferently, not taking Guo Ling in his eyes at all.

Guo Ling was so angry that she stomped her feet, it was the first time she had been looked at like this.

Seeing that his daughter was unhappy, Guo Fan's face was not very good-looking.

This Rong Jinghao really still has a shameless face.

But Rong Jinghao had already taken An Mengyi and left.

"Dad. Guo Ling said angrily, "This man is too much. ”

"You stay away from him. Guo Fan's tone was not very good, and he was a little impatient in his heart.

Guo Ling was unhappy, and said aggrievedly: "But Dad, I finally fell in love with a man, and I don't want to let go like this." ”

Guo Fan did not speak.

Guo Ling continued, "You can help me." She held Guo Fan's hand and began to be coquettish.

Guo Fan finally relented, looked helpless, looked at Guo Ling and said, "Okay, good, I really can't do anything about you." ”

On the way home, Rong Jinghao kept frowning, An Mengyi thought he was drunk, after all, Rong Jinghao helped her block some wine at the cocktail party.

So An Mengyi stretched out her hand and touched Rong Jinghao's face, and said in confusion, "Are you a little drunk?" ”

Rong Jinghao was originally very uncomfortable because the tip of his nose was always haunting Guo Ling's pungent perfume smell just now.

But seeing that An Mengyi was wrong, her eyes flashed.

So Rong Jinghao let his eyes blur and rubbed his head, "I'm a little drunk." ”

Xiao Li, who was driving in front, couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Is the CEO going to get drunk? It's not a very good thing.

Xiao Li, who has been by Rong Jinghao's side for many years, of course knows that Rong Jinghao's alcohol consumption is very good.

An Mengyi opened some car windows slightly, thinking about letting Rong Jinghao sober up.

Rong Jinghao seemed to lean on her again because of the cold.

The two of them were close to each other, and An Mengyi seemed to be able to feel the heat on Rong Jinghao's body.

She was a little embarrassed, but because Rong Jinghao was drunk now, she shouldn't worry about these things with the other party, so she generously let Rong Jinghao rely on her.

Suddenly, Rong Jinghao's head was tilted to An Mengyi's shoulder, and the hot breath exhaled lingered around An Mengyi's neck.

An Mengyi's body stiffened.

"A little dizzy. Rong Jinghao opened his mouth, smelling the good fragrance on the woman's body, Rong Jinghao felt a little better on his nose.

Xiao Li Mo watched everything silently, secretly surprised.

Today, the president finally got his head out for a while.

"What then. An Mengyi frowned and asked Xiao Li, "Xiao Li, where do you have the medicine to sober up?" ”

Xiao Li was about to answer yes, but suddenly felt a threatening look in his eyes.

Xiao Li woke up like a dream, and he almost ruined the president's good deeds.

So he hurriedly smiled dryly and said, "No, no, I never carry these on me." ”

After finishing, Xiao Li added, "The president is generally prone to dizziness when he is drunk, Miss An, you understand." ”

In fact, he had never seen Rong Jinghao drunk, and Xiao Li couldn't help but secretly praise his intelligence in his heart.

Rong Jinghao lowered his eyes, hiding the smile in his eyes, and Xiao Li changed his salary.

The car drove home, and as soon as An Mengyi and Rong Jinghao were delivered, he drove away, for fear of disturbing Rong Jinghao and An Mengyi's good deeds.

An Mengyi was still worried about how to help the drunk Rong Jinghao in, and then found that she was thinking too much.

Rong Jinghao still walked steadily, with an indifferent expression on his face, and he couldn't tell that he was drunk at all.

An Mengyi secretly sighed in her heart, even if this man is drunk, he pays attention to his image.

An Mengyi originally planned to escort Rong Jinghao to the room like this.

Walking to Rong Jinghao's room, An Mengyi subconsciously went to help Rong Jinghao tidy up the pillow.

Rong Jinghao collapsed at this time, so he threw himself on the bed with An Mengyi.

An Mengyi: ????

Rong Jinghao didn't seem to feel anything wrong, and calmly buried his head in An Mengyi's neck socket.

An Mengyi tentatively pushed Rong Jinghao, but found that she couldn't save her at all.

"Just hug it for a while. Rong Jinghao spoke, but his tone was a little coquettish.

An Mengyi couldn't cry or laugh, and said helplessly, "It seems that you are really drunk, forget it this time, let you go." ”

Rong Jinghao didn't know whether to be happy or sad when he heard this.

Such a rare opportunity to get in close contact with An Mengyi can only pretend to be drunk by himself.

Thinking of this, Rong Jinghao was a little angry, and kissed An Mengyi punishingly.

An Mengyi's eyes widened, and her hands were pressed against Rong Jinghao's chest, but she had a feeling of wanting to refuse and welcome.

Rong Jinghao let go of An Mengyi again, with undisguised desire and blazing in his eyes.

An Mengyi's face was slightly red, and she said, "What are you doing Rong Jinghao, you are drunk." ”

"I love you. Rong Jinghao said suddenly.

An Mengyi was stunned.

These three simple words struck a storm in her heart.

"Why. An Mengyi asked.

Rong Jinghao didn't ask any more questions, and continued to bow his head and kiss An Mengyi.

An Mengyi only felt like a numb heart, when she closed her eyes, her head was full of Rong Jinghao's days of taking care of herself carefully, and it was Rong Jinghao who opened her eyes after she was injured and saw Rong Jinghao with bloodshot eyes.

Slowly, she began to respond.

The next day, An Mengyi regretted her impulsiveness.

Rong Jinghao smiled and rubbed her waist.

"You're not drunk at all. An Mengyi suddenly spoke, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had been trapped.

Rong Jinghao is a pure and good look.

"I can't remember what happened yesterday, I knew my head hurt. ”

An Mengyi was helpless and stopped talking.

Today, because An Mengyi's health is "not good", it was Rong Jinghao who went to the studio alone.

Where is the studio busy, and there are anchors who want to sign a contract.

A tall woman walked in, she looked proud, and her appearance was also a typical Internet celebrity face.

"I'm here to apply. The woman walked up to the person in charge who was busy.

The person in charge wiped the sweat from his head and said, "We are not here today, but where is Mr. Rong, you go and ask him." ”

The woman rolled her eyes impatiently, looking very haughty.

But when she saw Rong Jinghao, she couldn't take her eyes off.

"You...... Hello. The woman looked at Rong Jinghao with a shy face, "No, Rong is always good." ”

Rong Jinghao glanced at the woman in front of him, didn't know him, and said indifferently, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm here to apply for an anchor, my name is Mu Qing, and I am a big anchor with tens of millions of fans on a certain small video APP. Speaking of this, a trace of pride slipped across Mu Qing's face

On the other hand, the other anchors who came to apply for the job glanced at Mu Qing with envy in their eyes.

Such conditions will definitely be expropriated.

"What if there are many fans, we have to be strong. Rong Jinghao spoke coldly, not giving Mu Qing face at all.

Embarrassment flashed on Mu Qing's face, but when she saw Rong Jinghao's face, she felt that her anger had disappeared.

"Then I will definitely work hard, can you give me this chance. Mu Qing spoke softly.

Rong Jinghao knew that Siyi had just started, and it was when he needed people, but this would not mean that he was recruiting people randomly.

This Mu Qing's condition was met, but it always gave Rong Jinghao an uncomfortable feeling.

"A one-week internship. Rong Jinghao said indifferently.

Dropping that sentence, he went to look elsewhere.

Mu Qing's heart was fluttering, Rong Jinghao's meaning was clearly to hire her.

And with so many anchors, he only spoke to himself, and promised to give her an internship before the interview began.

In Mu Qing's heart, she thought that Rong Jinghao must have taken a fancy to her.

Thinking of this, Mu Qing touched her face and smiled shyly.

The two employees on one side were curious.

"This woman is always laughing at something. ”

"Does she think that Mr. Rong has taken a fancy to her?"

"Don't be funny, is she as good as Mr. An, she is beautiful and powerful, many times better than this kind of small Internet celebrity. ”

But none of this was heard by Mu Qing.

After a brief look at Siyi, Rong Jinghao was thinking about An Mengyi in his heart, so he rushed back again.

When I went back, I found that An Mengyi hadn't gotten up yet, so I couldn't help but smile helplessly.

When An Mengyi was finally willing to get out of bed, that is, at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, she hadn't eaten all morning, which made her stomach very uncomfortable.

As soon as she got downstairs, she asked A smell of rice perfectly hooked An Mengyi's appetite, and she felt curious.

Who is in the kitchen, is it the cook called by Rong Jinghao?

"Awake?" Rong Jinghao walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge, still wearing an expensive suit, but with an apron casually put on the outside, he looked at An Mengyi with doting in his eyes.

An Mengyi didn't react for a while, and asked dryly, "You did this?"

"I just came back and found that you were still in the room, so I knew that you didn't eat breakfast or lunch, even if you were very tired, there was no reason not to skip meals. Rong Jinghao opened his mouth while helping An Mengyi prepare dishes and chopsticks.

An Mengyi was a little embarrassed by Rong Jinghao's words, but when she thought that she was completely tossed by Rong Jinghao, she still accepted Rong Jinghao's care with peace of mind.

However, looking at the porridge brought by Rong Jinghao, An Mengyi still had a little drum in her heart.

It looks good, what does it taste like?

After all, people like Rong Jinghao should grow up pampered, and their fingers don't touch the spring water.

An Mengyi took a tentative sip, but found that it was unexpectedly delicious.

The rice of the porridge is delicate, the taste is not salty or light, and it is rarely refreshing, perhaps because he was afraid that An Mengyi had not eaten for too long, and if she ate too greasy, she would have an uncomfortable stomach, so Rong Jinghao cooked lean porridge for An Mengyi.

By the time An Mengyi reacted, the bowl of porridge in front of her had already been drunk by her.

An Mengyi was slightly stunned, when did she be able to eat it like this.

Rong Jinghao asked with a smile, "Do you still want to eat?" ”

An Mengyi was aroused by her appetite, she was indeed very hungry after not eating for too long, so she nodded embarrassedly.

Rong Jinghao took a bowl to serve porridge to An Mengyi.