Happy Together

Ruan Qing looked at the thickly printed book of regrets. Because there were too many words, it was very valuable to be able to type it out with a computer, but how could he have time to write it out?

She sat up cross-legged, looking at that line, word by word, looking up at him, "You, when did you write it? Why don't I know?"

"On the way back, when you sleep. Look again when you have time, don't look at it now..." Rong Haochuan said, preparing to pick up the book of regrets in her hand, more than 10,000 words, and see if it's dawn.

Ruan Qing pushed his hand away, and when she saw the words starting to go, the wife, feeling sweet in her heart, carefully put the book of regrets away and put it in the drawer where she kept important items.

When he is not at home, she will be careful and consider her taste.

As soon as she went to bed, Rong Haochuan put her in his arms, sighed and laughed, "Daughter-in-law, now, I can just wait for the bed, right?"

Ruan Qing was silent, pouting and staring at him, silently covering his flushed face with a quilt.

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Sunday night, coming soon.

Under the dazzling crystal lamp, the men and women you come and go, in suits and leather shoes, dresses swaying, cups and cups overlapping, soft smiles.

Before the official auction, there was a short exchange meeting.

"Mr. Yan, I heard that there will be a pair of Ming Dynasty jade jade bracelets today. I want them very much. Take them for me, okay?" A woman in a red dress, Xiaoniao Yiren, leaned beside Yan Qingxuan, huh Rulan said.

"Lucy, you really opened your mouth. Mr. Yan is already worthy of us when he brought us here. Are you embarrassed to ask for such expensive things?" The woman in a blue dress also sat down and looked at it disdainfully. Look at the woman in the red dress.

Yan Qingxuan sitting in the center, with a cigar in his mouth, hugged from left to right, but ignored them.

At this moment, the reporter present suddenly took the microphone and pointed it at the door, and the cameraman also pointed the camera at the door.

"Who is this? Why are people crowded to the door with such a big movement?"

The woman in the red dress also looked at the door curiously.

The woman in the blue dress glanced at her strangely, "I don't know, who else can it be? Of course, Rong Zong and his wife from the city of Zhenhua are here! Besides these two people, who else will let the reporter They are so enthusiastic."

"Shut up all to me."

Yan Qingxuan said in a cold voice suddenly, took a cigar, stood up, and looked towards the door.

The reporters flocked to the door, separated by the bodyguards guarding the two rows, leaving a way, and Rong Haochuan hugged Ruan Qing through the crowd.

"President Rong, may I ask, is this your wife?"

"President Rong, what do you think of the declining stocks of Baichuan now?"

"Don't worry, everyone! Please wait, Mrs. Rong and Mrs. Rong will answer your questions later!" Rong Cheng stood in front of the reporters and answered their questions loudly.

Rong Haochuan sat down with Ruan Qing in front of the pre-arranged table, holding her hand without letting go.

Ruan Qing has been adjusting her breathing. She has never been so nervous before. The crowd of reporters and the contentious topic made her mentally prepared all the way, and it was instantly turned into ruins.

Nervous. It is really difficult to express this kind of nervousness in words when someone is holding a camera to face such an occasion for the first time.

But fortunately, Ruan Qing is always smiling even if she feels nervous. At least to outsiders, she is still calm.

"President Rong! Can you answer me a question first? When did you and Mrs. Zun get married?"

As soon as Rong Haochuan had settled down, a reporter eagerly started asking questions.

"Three months ago." Rong Haochuan's deep voice answered simply and clearly.

"Mr. Rong, may I ask that there was news that you had a divorce, and that the divorce agreement was submitted to the court. Is this true?" the reporter asked again.

"Not true. We did go to the court, but to notarize the post-marital property agreement, which is not what everyone thought." Rong Haochuan answered steadily.

"Then please..."

The reporter wanted to ask more questions, but was stopped by the person in the black uniform on the side. "This reporter, please follow the order. In order for other reporters to have the opportunity to ask questions, each question should not exceed two and cannot be repeated. !"

"Now let's change a reporter to ask questions!" the uniformed person shouted again.

Ruan Qing's gaze slid across the black press group holding the microphone, and slid in the distance, and saw many familiar faces looking at them, talking and whispering.

Yan Qingxuan was there, Jian Run and Jian Yaohua were there, and Feng Yue was there.

"President Rong, the masses of us are now most concerned about the kidnapping case at the Opera House. It is said that your sister and wife were both kidnapped by bandits. Why did you choose to save your sister?"

The next reporter heard that everyone had only two questions to ask, and he didn't talk nonsense. He came up directly and asked sensitive topics that everyone wanted to answer.

Rong Haochuan felt that the palm of Ruan Qing's palm was sweaty at this moment. He looked at her beside her, her smile was a little stiff, and the curvature of her lips also slowly fell.

"Because the target of the culprits was my sister Lan Tong, and my wife had little effect on them. At that time, in order to preserve the safety of the two to the greatest extent, I had no second choice."

Rong Haochuan said, holding Ruan Qing's hand tightly, "I know that some people will question my choice, but anyway, the result is what I want."

"Then Mrs. Rong, do you hate your husband for this matter?" The reporter asked Ruan Qing the last question.

Yan Qingxuan, who was not far away, took a cigar and slowly spit out, with black eyes like cheetahs, watching Ruan Qing motionlessly.

Ruan Qing knew that they would point the topic to her sooner or later. They were extremely nervous, but they smiled fearlessly, "Hate, of course hate, but if he saves me, then my sister will definitely hate his brother, so-I would rather, It’s me who hates him!"

"I think this kind of problem, no matter who it is, it will be difficult to make a choice, don't you think?"

Ruan Qing asked with a smile, making the reporter stunned for a moment. When he wanted to ask, he was stopped by the man in the black suit uniform.

Two questions have just been asked.

"Mrs. Rong, I heard that you had gone through life and death for two days and nights, and you were bought by a kidnapper on the mountain to give a bachelor. Is this true?"

One after another.

Another reporter immediately stood up and asked questions.

Rong Haochuan's ink eyebrows were clearly frowned, and the hands under the table slowly clenched, and Ruan Qing's small hand gently stroked his iron fist.

"There is such a thing, but that bachelor is a fool, not very clever, and I was rescued by someone sent by my husband that night."

"Oh? In this way, you have not been violated, have you?" The reporter asked not giving up, asking again.

Ruan Qing gritted his teeth and laughed, "This lady reporter, of course not. I said he is a fool. If he is not stupid, he would have married a daughter-in-law."

She now understands why some entertainers can't help but fist against reporters. Sometimes they really owe a punch and expose other people's scars. They don't think it's enough, and they even ask so shamelessly.

"From this point of view, Madam Rong is indeed very grand. This kind of life and death test has forgiven her husband! Is it because the Rong family is so big, you don't want to give up the position of Madam Rong?"

A Xiaoqiang reporter who was not afraid of death asked questions.