Marriage Heartthrob: My Mysterious Big Boss

Just received a call from Fang Jinghui, saying that Rong Haochuan spoke and said that as long as Ruan Qing was willing to marry, he would marry.

What this means is that as long as Ruan Qing is willing, the marriage will be done?!

Ruan Qing is still vaguely under the quilt, listening to Ruan Fangping's words. If she is finally going to marry out.

wait!

What does that mean?

She was still confused. All of a sudden, the sleepy insects scattered, rubbed her messy hair, and asked Ruan Fangping, who was excited and about to jump up, "Mom, what did you say?"

"Oh, you smelly girl, get up quickly! Make up and go with me to see your future husband, ah no, future husband! " Ruan Fangping's excited appearance is like going on a blind date.

Ruan Qing's hunch became worse and worse. She clutched the quilt in her arms and subconsciously wanted to find something to rely on, "Mom, whose son did you find me for a blind date? Didn't I say it? It's gone this year. I'm tired to see one yellow one! "

"It's different this time! This is your grandfather's engagement for you. It's right. It must be done this time! " Ruan Fangping patted the bank and said very firmly.

"You, you mean, Rong, Rong family?"

She seemed to clearly hear the stone hanging in her heart. With a splash, it fell down and was hitting her feet.

"Isn't it? Mom told you, I didn't know the news until yesterday. It turns out that your aunt Rong has a son who is not a few years older than you, but we had little contact before, and your aunt Rong deliberately kept it from you, so your mother let you date! "

Ruan Qing listened and her face changed from white to green and then to black.

Ruan Fangping said as she pushed the quilt in, sat by the bed and continued, "just yesterday, Rong Shao asked your aunt Rong to come to Xianghuai village. Aunt Rong told him directly. Guess what?"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Ruan Qing immediately braked, stared at her mother and said, "Mom, aren't you afraid that the Rong family's son is a fool? Or is he lame or pockmarked? "

Ruan Fangping poked her forehead with her finger, "you girl, what are you thinking? This Fang Jinghui and Rong Yue were famous men and women, handsome men and beautiful women. How bad would their son be? "

"Besides, I've made an appointment today. We'll go to Rong's house for dinner at noon. Don't we know everything when we meet?"

Rubbed her hair, Ruan Qing buried her head in the quilt and looked at the front with godless eyes.

"Mom, I don't believe Rong's family will be in such a hurry. Are you forcing people home?"

Ruan Fangping coughed, looked elsewhere and whispered, "I don't see how old you are. I won't hurry any more. You're really an old leftover woman."

Besides, this Rong family is not an ordinary rich family. If you don't strike while the iron is hot, it will change later!

An hour later, Ruan Qing was forced to change clothes, specially let her apply a mask, painted a make-up.

But she didn't bring any clothes back this time. Ruan Fangping suddenly thought that she took out her cheongsam and asked Ruan Qing to put it on.

She is a hundred and a thousand unwilling, but my mother is too cruel to change?

Ha!

She was more cruel than Mammy narong and directly helped her change!

Outside the courtyard of Rong's hometown, two old pine trees stand upright, like mighty soldiers guarding the city in the old times, guarding the old house of Rong's century old family.

Ruan Qing touched the cross age cheongsam on her body. The goose yellow background, the delicate embroidered rose flowers leaped at the hem of the cheongsam, and the small flowers of the same color at the neckline were cleverly decorated. It was very beautiful, indeed very beautiful.

Just——

"Daughter, hold your head up and smile. Yes, that's it! Why do you always have a sad face? Your mother, I'm not dead yet! "

Ruan Fangping was very satisfied with the clothes pressed at the bottom of the box when she was young. "Coupled with your beautiful face, it's amazing. I don't believe Rong's boy doesn't like you!"

Ruan Qing has a good foundation, especially at the moment, beautiful, very beautiful.

The charm is beautiful and not vulgar. She has a natural classical Oriental face, big eyes and pink lips. It's just that it's not difficult to see that she has a hundred reluctant to enter the door of this Rong family at the moment.

"Mom, let's go back! May I beg you? After that, I'll take care of breakfast and dinner. You don't have to brush the dishes and wash the clothes. Shall we go back? "

She looked at Ruan Fangping with tears in her eyes.

Ruan Fangping looked at her daughter and didn't speak. She stretched out her hand and strode towards Rong's old house.

Ruan Qing wants to cry without tears.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw every plant, table and stool, and two words popped out of her mind, antique, antique or antique!

They used to be poor, but they bought almost everything that was a little valuable, and this Rong family never lacked money.

The things here can't be better preserved. In addition to the installation of necessary modern facilities, it looks like a garden in the late Qing Dynasty.

"Here comes Fang Ping?" Fang Jinghui came out of the living room, looked at them coming, and said hello from a distance.

When I saw Ruan Qing, I stayed for a long time and couldn't hide my satisfaction, "is this Xiaoqing? Well, what a nice girl. Come and sit in the house! "

"Haochuan is in the study. We need to hold a video conference on things in the company. We'll come in a minute." Fang Jinghui asked them to sit down and arranged for the servant to bring tea and pour water.

This Rong family is no better than others. There is a specially assigned person to guard and clean it all year round.

"Well, you're welcome, sister-in-law. Ruan Qing and I are not outsiders. Let Haochuan take it easy."

Ruan Fangping hurriedly smiled and said that she was also the first time to come in. Although she was also from Xianghuai village, she had no chance to come in because her family had been abroad for many years.

Otherwise, she would not even know that the Rong family had a son.

As soon as Ruan Qing came in, in addition to just appreciating antiques, she quickly recognized the reality. Almost every cell on her body was highly vigilant.

She has lived for more than 20 years. Although she is not a "gentleman", she is also a person who does what she says.

What about this time?

Yesterday I just promised never to enter the door of Rong's house, but now I stepped into the threshold of others!

No one breaks his word and eats faster than this, right?

Ruan Fangping is talking to Fang Jinghui. Ruan Qing is looking around on pins and needles. Her palms are full of sweat. Although she is still lucky, maybe the man is not the son of Rong family, maybe he just happens to be Rong.

Uneasiness.

Aggravate, aggravate again.

Just as her whole body was tense.

A tall shadow came in at the door.