"Boss, you're right." Rong Lingfeng smiled at her.

Xia Yunge is really a little bored, what kind of person is he?

Why?

What kind of man is she marrying me?

Is it because he has too much that he seems to be even less worthy of him?

Xia Yunge, who was still confident that he wanted to become better just now, looked like a frosted eggplant for a second, eclipsed.

Rong Lingfeng couldn't understand Xia Yunge's sudden mood swings.

He has money and wants to enjoy his women and children, what's wrong with that?

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm wondering, what kind of man am I marrying......"

Before, she only knew that he was very handsome, later, she knew that he was very capable, and later, she knew that he was the heir of the Rong family, and now, she seems to have discovered more things.

These are like huge flashes of light, making her even smaller and darker.

"You're married to a good man."

Rong Lingfeng Lao Wang sells melons and boasts about himself.

Xia Yunge's heart was faintly uneasy, no wonder the old man was going to poison her, he really looked down on her 100%, in his eyes, she was probably the same as those gold worshippers.

originally thought that she could take advantage of the situation, but now it seems that the gap between her and Rong Lingfeng is too big.

"What's wrong? Is it bad to marry a good husband? What are you missing? Rong Lingfeng's tone was unconsciously sharper.

"Mr. Rong, I think that the gap between us is so big, I'm afraid I can't keep up with you......"

"Then I'll be waiting for you where I am."

Rong Lingfeng smiled at her, that smile was like a spring breeze, with a soothing effect.

Xia Yunge made up her mind, what was she afraid of?

She and Rong Lingfeng are both together now, since this is the case, then she will try to catch up with him.

"Well, I'm not afraid, I should be happy." Xia Yunge filled the soup in a bowl and served it: "Mr. Rong, I will replace the wine with soup, I salute you and me." ”

Rong Lingfeng's eyes stopped on Xia Yunge's little face, her sudden arrogant appearance made his heart move slightly, and his heart instantly softened, if it weren't for the little kid Rong Xiaocheng in front of him, he really wanted to hug her over and kiss her fiercely.

Happy times are always so short, after lunch, Rong Xiaocheng opened his eyes and looked at Xia Yunge with a smile, obviously, he still wanted to play again.

Xia Yunge stretched out his hand, flicked it lightly on his little head and said, "You really want to play again, no, it's time for class in the afternoon, don't get addicted to playing." ”

Rong Xiaocheng pouted, "Mom, why did you beat me?" ”

"You kid, from morning to now, now go back and take a nap and start studying." Rong Lingfeng's hand was about to reach over.

Rong Xiaocheng put his head into Xia Yunge's arms and dodged a palm.

But Rong Lingfeng's cold eyes came, and Rong Xiaocheng still didn't dare to say anything.

Later, he grabbed Xiang Xia Yunge's hand and didn't let go

It's better to be a mother, my mother's hand is gentle when she beats people, and her eyes are also gentle when she looks at him.

Back at Xingchen International Harbor, as soon as he got off the car, Rong Lingfeng's eyes narrowed.

There were only Aunt Zhao and Susan in the living room, and Aunt Zhao looked at Susan with a cold face.

Rong Lingfeng stopped, and heard Aunt Zhao reprimanding Susan, but Susan denied it vigorously.

"Aunt Zhao, I said no, why don't you believe me all the time?"

"I advise you to make it clear, otherwise, when the young master comes back, I won't be able to help you."