In the huge living room of Rong's mother's house, after saying something to herself, she smiled gently at Bai Cen with a smile that was completely different from that of her son, and then turned around and walked towards the kitchen, leaving Rong Xingong to stay where he was with an inexplicable face, looking pitiful.

"Mom, you really don't care about me?" Rong Xingong pretended to be very aggrieved, trying to get a little love from Rong's mother, but Rong's mother did what she said and directly ignored her son on the side.

The actions of the mother and son made Bai Cen very funny, and she gently shook her head with almost invisible movements, expressing her helplessness about what happened to Rong Xingong.

In the kitchen, Rong's mother asked enthusiastically: "Cen Cen, what do you want to eat for a while?" Would you like an afternoon tea first? Are you used to drinking ginger tea......"

The chef of the Rong family was squeezed out of the kitchen by Rong's mother, and Rong's mother clearly put on the intention of cooking in person, thinking of Rong's mother's misunderstanding of herself, Bai Cen's face also became a little embarrassed.

"Auntie, don't bother......" As soon as the refusal fell, Rong's mother had already brought out a plate of delicate snacks from the kitchen and placed it in front of Bai Cen.

A look of disapproval came out of Rongmu's eyes: "How can this be called trouble!" I don't take it for granted that I think about you and the child in your belly! ”

Seeing that Rong's mother was busy with herself, Bai Cen was extremely embarrassed, on the one hand, she promised Rong Xingong to help him temporarily, but she couldn't explain it easily; On the other hand, she felt that it was not appropriate to consume Rong's mother's feelings.

Embarrassed, she stared at the delicate snacks on the dinner plate, and after a while, she rubbed her eyebrows helplessly.

The dinner prepared by Rong's mother was very delicious, and Bai Cen was very embarrassed to enjoy it. However, Rong Xingong didn't seem to be at the table because of a cold.

After the meal, she glanced at Rong Xingong's always empty position, and still couldn't get over her conscience, so she resigned herself to the kitchen and got a pair of tableware, filled a small portion of the sumptuous meals on the table, and brought them to the door of Rong Xingong's room.

What she didn't notice was that Rong's mother, who had already finished eating and was sitting on the sofa, had been silently observing her small movements.

Bai Cen knocked lightly on the door, and after a few seconds, she couldn't help but feel guilty on Shangrong Xingong's slightly tired face: "Seeing that you didn't eat dinner, I left you a ......"

Inevitably, Rong Xingong continued to take advantage of her, she pushed the dinner plate forward, took a few steps back quickly, and explained hurriedly: "I'm afraid that you will rely on me because of a cold, don't get me wrong!" ”

As everyone knows, her actions fell into the ears of Rong's mother, who couldn't hear the conversation between the two clearly, but it looked like a young couple flirting. Rong Mu quietly looked at Bai Cen's embarrassed expression, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

And Rong Xingong himself, who caused this misunderstanding, faced Bai Cen's hard mouth and soft heart, but he seriously thanked him.

Before the door closed, the last words Bai Cen heard were Rong Xingong's tone with weakness: "No matter what, I am willing to treat you as my friend." ”

Are you a friend......

Bai Cen stood outside the door, his eyelashes covering a faint look of gratitude.

She knew that Rong Xingong's every move was for her good, but thinking of Lu Zixian, who was now missing, she still couldn't suppress her anxiety.

She sighed deeply.

Rong Xingong did not plan to send Bai Cen to the Lu family in advance as he said before. Bai Cen had no choice but to endure the anxiety and stayed at the Rong family for another three days.

On the evening of the third day, she received a phone call that was a bit unexpected for her.

"What did you say?" Bai Cen asked again in disbelief: "You asked me to go to the bar to pick up Rong Xingong and go home?" ”

The young male voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be a little surprised, but he still repeated the specific situation: "I'm a friend of Xingong, and he drank a little too much today......

It was close to zero o'clock, and Rong's mother had already gone into the room to sleep, and Bai Cen now lived in the Rong family's house, so it was naturally difficult to refuse this request. She rubbed her temples, asked for the address, and took a taxi to the bar.

Rong Xingong's bar was noisy, and Bai Cen resisted the discomfort of the noise and made his way through the crowd to find the box number provided by his friend.

The door of the box was hidden, and before Bai Cen pushed the door open, she could clearly hear the commotion inside, but when her eyes met the people in the box, the box showed an inexplicable silence that was opposite to before.

"That...... What about Rong Xingong? After scanning the figures in the box, Bai Cen didn't find Rong Xingong's face for a while, so he had to ask awkwardly.

The already quiet atmosphere of the box became even quieter after Bai Cen blurted out this sentence, there were many women in the box, and everyone had exquisite makeup under the ambiguous light, but at this moment, they all set their eyes on Bai Cen by the door.

Bai Cen was in a hurry when he went out, so he had to put on a simple and generous dress on his body, and he had no makeup, which looked a little out of place compared with the woman in the box.

Accepting everyone's scrutiny, Bai Cen tried her best to put on a frank attitude, she knew in her heart that there would be many people who misunderstood the relationship between her and Rong Xingong, but unfortunately she couldn't explain it, so she had to stand by the door aggrievedly, cursing Rong Xingong himself who was making trouble for her.

Curious eyes swirled around Bai Cen one after another, fortunately, perhaps the too quiet atmosphere in the box caused a reaction from someone in the corner, and after a while, a somewhat hoarse voice came from the corner of the box: "Bai Cen? ”

Rong Xingong's cold was not yet healed, and his voice was very hoarse. Under the influence of alcohol and the dizziness of a cold, everything in the box was equally blurry in his eyes.

He was drunk in the corner of the sofa, but fortunately, the women in the box were afraid to approach him because of his identity, so he left an empty spot. After hearing his name, he began to look for the woman in the box.

It took a long time for his gaze to finally find a fixed point in mid-air.

Confirming that the face by the door belonged to Bai Cen, Rong Xingong pulled the tie that was stuck around his neck, and then waved lazily in the direction of the door.

Noticing the movement in the corner, Bai Cen was relieved at first, and then became inexplicable, until he heard a short sentence from the man's commanding words, and after reacting to the man's meaning, he almost laughed angrily.

"Come here." The flirtatious tone was matched with his slightly hooked fingers, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a flirtatious person, and Bai Cen didn't want to take care of Rong Xingong's actions for a while.