The president's love for the little runaway wife

Chapter 86
There was a time when she naively thought that the Gong family were benevolent people who rescued her back to the sea of ​​suffering, but it turned out that it was only because of a special blood type!
Gong Yiyi's blood type is RHNB positive, and her Mo Rou's blood type is also RH, which can be considered a rare blood type.

What is the purpose of the Gong family finding a child with a rare blood type and raising him up?
Do you want them to make blood jars for the palace family?Or, is it really necessary for people with such a special blood type to raise children, to put it plainly, a simple childbearing tool? !
"Ah……"

Mo Rou laughed ironically, and drank the red wine in the glass in one go.

A trace of bright red wine slowly slid down the corner of his mouth, and sank into the fair-skinned Sai Xue's neck and chest, creating a beautiful scene full of temptation.

"Grandpa, I respected and loved you so much back then, to please you and fear you. I thought you really regarded me as a palace family member, and thought you really treated me as a granddaughter, so I have been serving you wholeheartedly. Fate is obedience, and I dedicated 20 years to the Gong family, to Gong Che, and to the Gong family. But you turned out to be just using me through and through, as a blood jar, as a child-bearing tool. It turns out that you have never ...Treat me sincerely for a day..."

Mo Rou murmured, her voice was extremely cold, her resentment towards the Gong family was almost suppressed to a peak.

"Grandpa, it was you who took me into the palace house and drove me out mercilessly. I blame you for hating you, but I always have a feeling of gratitude for you in my heart. Oh, I know I was wrong , I shouldn't have hope for the Gong family, I shouldn't."

As the words fell, the goblet in Mo Rou's hand was thrown on the ground, the fragments flew, and her laughter became louder and more creepy.

One or two cool teardrops slipped silently along the corners of her eyes.

"Buzz, hum—"

The mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated. Mo Rou wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and connected the phone.

"Rou, I'm downstairs at your house. Let's have candlelight dinner together tonight."

Mo Rou went down to the ground barefoot, walked to the window and secretly opened a corner of the curtain, and sure enough, she saw a white Lexus LS parked downstairs. Zhao Ziwei was standing at the front of the car with a mobile phone in his hand, calling her .

In the past few days, Zhao Ziwei launched a passionate | pursuit of her, almost pervasive, more diligent than the paparazzi.

The entertainment newspapers were full of reports about her affair with Zhao Ziwei, and the headlines were all over the place.

Not face to face, the expression on Mo Rou's face was undisguised disgust, she turned and walked upstairs, exhausted Zhao Ziwei's patience, and said coldly: "Okay, I will come down after I change my clothes."

"Well, I'll wait for you, take your time, I'm not in a hurry." Zhao Ziwei kissed the phone before hanging up.

Mo Rou really said "take your time", four or ten minutes later, she was wearing a nude pink chiffon knee-length skirt, like a dancing butterfly, she was long overdue.

"I'm sorry, Ziwei, I didn't know how time passed so quickly."

She said sorry, wearing ten centimeter high-heeled sandals, she leaned forward a little, and offered her full and seductive red lips, as if to make up for her lateness.

After the kiss, Zhao Ziwei's right hand climbed up to the peak of her chest, she gave him a coquettish look, and took it away.

Zhao Ziwei recalled the feeling just now, but his movements were very swift. He opened the door of the passenger seat and put his arm on the frame of the car. He was gentle and careful. He was really an excellent 'good friend'.

"Thank you."

"you are welcome."

As soon as Mo Rou got into the car, she noticed that there was a large bouquet of bright pink roses on the back seat, which complemented the nude pink chiffon dress on her body.

When the door opened, Mo Rou's gaze was still on the bouquet, with a deeply moved expression on his face.

Zhao Ziwei started the car, looked up at the rearview mirror, and was the first to break the silence.

"Rou, your dress today is very beautiful, and it matches the roses I bought very well. It seems that we have a good understanding."

Mo Rou smiled and joked, "Did you secretly install a pinhole camera in my room?"

Zhao Ziwei was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed out loud.

"No, there's really no such thing. It's too offensive to the beauty. I won't do such a stupid thing."

Mo Rou threw out a look of "You are smart", which almost made Zhao Ziwei's heart beat out of his chest, and the speed of the car under his feet became faster and faster.

The top Via Western restaurant in B City, with exotic decoration style, romantic flower fragrance, elegant and charming violin sound, every corner of the restaurant is filled with warm and romantic atmosphere, it is the best dating place in B City.

Zhao Ziwei walked into the main hall with a large bouquet of roses, which caused a small commotion around him. The waiter walked in front, made a gesture of invitation, and then tried to pull away the chairs on both sides of the long table.

"Let me come." Zhao Ziwei took out a hundred-yuan bill and tipped the waiter. After the waiter left, Zhao Ziwei graciously opened a chair and asked, "Rou, please sit down."

Mo Rou sat down, heard the murmur of discussion behind her, frowned, and asked, "Why isn't it a private room?"

Her current status is not the same as before. As an artist, her every move is watched and discussed by others. She is afraid that she will suffer from indigestion after eating this meal tonight.

"The boxes are fully booked, so I have to book this remote corner." Zhao Ziwei lied a little, seeing that Mo Rou was still frowning, he put down his hands and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry. Shall we switch to another one?"

"Sir, here is the menu!" The waiter happened to come over and handed an exquisite and gorgeous menu to Zhao Ziwei.

Mo Rou threw away the tissue to wipe her hands, and replied, "Don't bother, that's all."

Zhao Ziwei smiled and felt relieved.

When the waiter left, Zhao Ziwei called to him: "Please ask your violin to come and play for us, this is a reward."

"Okay, sir."

Money is a gentleman, and the violinist came over as soon as the waiter left.

The sound of the piano lingered leisurely in the ear, and Mo Rou seemed to be immersed in the sound of the piano, closing her eyes slightly, enjoying the charm of the music.

Hearing a muffled sound, she opened her eyes suspiciously, only to see Zhao Ziwei kneeling on one knee in front of her holding a dark red velvet box.

Surprised voices rang out one after another, and other guests who saw this scene approached here one after another.

The violinist is still playing professionally...

Zhao Ziwei stared at Mo Rou's beautiful face without blinking, and let out a deep breath, feeling very nervous. Finally, after 40 seconds of silence, he made up his mind and told his feelings for Mo Rou affectionately.

(End of this chapter)