Happy Together

Rong Haochuan took out a gift box from his clothes, opened it and looked at the ring inside, which he specially customized a month ago.

This time I went and took it back.

The flower shape of this diamond ring is composed of small double R-shaped diamonds. It is small and exquisite. At first glance, it thought it was a butterfly shape. It is beautiful and does not affect the convenience of wearing.

"Rong Cheng, do you think her temper is suitable for being a good wife and mother at home?"

Rong Cheng was asked by him, after thinking about it, shook his head, "It's not suitable, Miss Ruan doesn't seem to like staying at home."

For example, the last time I went to Yuanjue Mountain, it stands to reason that all the young ladies flocked to the mountains, and she really was going to go all the time.

It can be seen from this that her character is not the kind of quiet and graceful woman who can calm down.

Last night, Rong Shao asked him to investigate Ruan Qing, only to find that she had rented a studio, which had been renovated. This showed that she had already planned to start anew.

"That's why I want to stimulate her potential, so that she can make some achievements, and also take the title of Madam Rong Jiashao." Rong Haochuan said, covering the gift box in his hand.

Rong Cheng nodded, "Rong Shao still has a long-term vision. Indeed, without some real skills, this position is indeed not a good place."

I think of Fang Jinghui, Rong Shao's mother, who used to be a heroine when she was young.

The Rong family’s centuries-old family heritage, I don’t know how many people look forward to it. As the wife of the future Patriarch of the Rong family, it’s really not just embroidered pillows.

"By the way, let me report Ruan Qing's whereabouts yesterday." Rong Haochuan said, blowing the tea leaves gently, and taking a sip.

Rongcheng nodded and started to say...

"What are you talking about, she went to Xingyue Restaurant for dinner with Yan Qingxuan?" Rong Haochuan, who was reading the document, raised his head and narrowed his cold eyes, Yan Qingxuan?

"Yes, Yan Qingxuan rented a studio in Hua City, and he will come to inspect every few hours." Rong Cheng said truthfully.

Rong Haochuan's originally peaceful handsome appearance was filled with a haze. This woman actually knew that Yan Qingxuan had rented a studio and didn't tell him. She still ate with Yan Qingxuan in private?

Was he pampering her too much and spoiling her too much?

Yan Qingxuan came to China because everyone knew Sima Zhao's heart. She actually ate with him in private?

Woman, really can't overdo it.

And in the workshop on the side.

Ruan Qing, who is still thinking and drawing while drawing, has long forgotten about it.

Although the brushwork is very rusty, after the pain of scratching the ears and cheeks just now, I finally barely formed a picture.

Before I knew it, three hours had passed.

The door was pushed open.

Zhuo Han stood at the door with his arms around his chest, looking at her who was still painting, "Have you finished painting? No matter the painting is not finished, please bring it over. I am in a hurry to have lunch."

"Immediately! Right away..."

Ruan Qing shouted, and took a pencil to make some touches, then stood up and walked over to Zhuo Han, "Here!"

Zhuo Han glanced at her, took it, and walked outside.

Zhuo Han sat on the office chair with Erlang's legs tilted, and looked at the work she had produced during these three hours. Although the paintings were a bit messy, he could still see some of the thoughts contained in it.

Ruan Qing waited for a long time. Although it takes time for her to draw pictures, it should be easy for him to look at the pictures. Why did she look at them for so long?

"Should I explain to you?" she said, she was so hungry, she wanted to go to lunch.

Zhuo Han raised his head and glanced at her, habitually touched the stud on his left ear, and said, "Rong Shao is waiting for you outside. You can go out first. If it turns out, I will notify you tomorrow."

"..."

Ruan Qing was overjoyed when he heard this, and Rong Haochuan was back?

"Tomorrow? Isn't it the next Monday?"

After thinking about it, she asked again.

"They are next Monday, you are not." Zhuo Han said simply, she was a special case, otherwise he would bother to give her another test and what to do.

"Oh, then I'll go out first." Ruan Qing said, leaving him still looking at the picture, and turned and walked out.

It's a bit past now, and all the staff on this floor have gone to the staff restaurant to eat.

It was on the floor, empty and quiet, only the rustle of the computer being turned on.

The first time she came out, she saw the man standing by the window smoking.

The hand-made shirt with fine white and blue stripes perfectly matched his stalwart figure, and his straight black trousers were wrapped in two long legs, standing by the window, looking at the city scenery downstairs.

I lit a cigarette gracefully with one hand, while holding the window with the other, looking out, the sideburns cut like a knife, like the vivid male protagonist in a cartoon.

The thirty-year-old man has no young impetuousness, only the introverted and charming and proud charm like a century-old man.

He seemed to have been here for a long time, and he seemed to plan to wait a little longer.

Ruan Qing stood on tiptoe and walked towards him gently.

Originally thinking of giving him a surprise hug quietly, he had already noticed it before he got there, turned sideways, and saw her.

"Smoke less..."

Ruan Qing saw that since he had been spotted by him, she wouldn't be embarrassed to hold him any more. She simply pinched the cigarette from his hand and extinguished it in the ashtray on the side.

Rong Haochuan allowed her to **** her smoke, and in the deep starry eyes, she had not seen her in three days.

The familiar little face can always feel a little strange, Qiong nose is small and erect, and her small mouth is slightly pouted. She still has those dexterous and dark eyes, sometimes lazy but clever, always revealing a different her.

"Well, I rarely smoke, it's okay." He said, holding her hand in his big palm, "Go, I booked a restaurant and went to dinner together."

Ruan Qing was dragged by him towards the elevator entrance, feeling sweet in her heart, "I'll be fine this afternoon, do you have any arrangements?"

"Yes, go to the court." Rong Haochuan responded bluntly, pulling her into the elevator.

As soon as she stepped into the elevator, she fell into a strong and warm embrace. As the elevator slowly descended, she felt her heart beating faster.

This man looked quite calm just now.

Sniffing the faint smell of tobacco on his body, she did not speak, and held him quietly.

"Do you miss me?" Rong Haochuan murmured softly, and slowly let go of the hands that held her.

"No, I have a very fulfilling life every day, and I don't have time to think about others." Ruan Qing blinked and said, with a pretentiously calm smile on her face.

When Rong Haochuan heard the words, he squeezed her waist, "I want to listen to the truth!"