Mr. Bo suddenly became addicted to her

All the preparations for the wedding were almost done, and because it was the second time to hold a make-up wedding, the Rong family had to make sure it was perfect this time, whether it was the guests or the media, they had to confirm it again and again.

After all, things like weddings, generally speaking...

No one will run away from marriage.

Even if she escapes marriage, it is impossible to escape a second time.

But this time something went wrong again, and it was the woman who proposed to divorce.

Bo Mingxian, who was in charge of organizing the wedding, called immediately.

"Mo Wan, what happened to you and Yue Yao? What's wrong with her? Suddenly want to divorce?"

"Sister-in-law, since the Zhou family wants to withdraw their engagement, let's withdraw." Rong Moyan said resignedly.

But Bo Mingxian didn't do it, "Tell me, what's going on? I've made all the arrangements, and the wedding is going to be held the day after tomorrow, but now the Zhou family has withdrawn the engagement, how can I explain to the Rong family..."

"Is it still useful to say the reason now? Anyway, the marriage has been retired." This time, the tone was changed to a broken jar.

"Mo Wan, this is not a simple matter of retiring the engagement. You must know that the wedding has already been postponed once. This time, a lot of media reporters have been invited to make up the wedding. I plan to use this time to do a good job of public relations. This is related to the Rong family. What's more, you are not too young, and your engagement was annulled... It doesn't sound good to spread the word."

Rong Mo smiled lazily, "Sister-in-law, I know you care about me, but fortunately, for me, such small things are not that important."

"you……"

Bo Mingxian was speechless.

Then there is Mr. Rong.

"Where have you been lately? You don't come home all day, did you make Yueyao angry? You can't coax her well, she's getting married soon..."

"Dad, I'm in the hospital."

"What?" Grandpa Rong was startled, "What's wrong with you?"

"Slightly injured." Rong Mo smiled lazily, "If you find out later, the wound will have healed."

"..."

Mr. Rong said, "This matter won't have anything to do with Yue-Yao, will it?"

"If you say no, I'm afraid you won't believe it either."

That is there!

The old man Rong was angry, "What's going on?"

"The wound hurts a bit, let's talk about it when you come tomorrow."

"Bastard!"

……

Duan Fei was shocked when she saw the news.

Because the day after tomorrow is the wedding, the two families of Rong and Zhou have almost created the momentum, and now the entire imperial capital is spreading the news about this grand wedding, for example: the Louvre Hotel hosted a banquet for [-] tables, and the participating guests took over the high society from all walks of life in the imperial capital Celebrities and even superstar entertainers came to the scene...

As a result, Zhou Yueyao suddenly publicly announced that the wedding was cancelled.

Duan Fei wasn't sure if it was because he saw her in the ward that day...

Shouldn't it?
After all, she was just preparing to feed Rong Molan that day, other than that, her performance was pretty normal.

And she also explained that she was temporarily renting a villa in the south of the city.

Taking a step back, since the news of Rong Mowan and Zhou Yueyao's marriage came out, she has never had a relationship with Rong Mowan...

As long as Rong Moyan explained all of this, Zhou Yueyao shouldn't have to retire, right?

But why...

Duan Fei couldn't figure it out.

Jiang Yaoyao also quickly called, "Feifei, have you seen the trending searches on Weibo?"

"Ah."

"Rong Pervert is not getting married anymore!" Jiang Yaoyao was quite happy, "How did you persuade him?"

Duan Fei was puzzled, "Is it nothing to do with me?"

"Ah?" Jiang Yaoyao wondered, "Didn't you say you wanted to have a good chat with him? I thought he had figured it out, that's why I asked Zhou Yueyao to cancel the wedding."

"What do you mean?"

"Bo Jinlan said that you two had unequal status before, and Rong Moyan was used to this kind of relationship, so I wanted to give you time to communicate. I thought he figured it out. If he really loves you, he should marry you."

Duan Fei: "..."

"Anyway, it's good for you not to get married, and you can communicate with him well."

"……Oh."

After hanging up the phone, Duan Fei sat there.

Rong Mo loves her?
love the word...

too heavy.

Because Rong Molan has said that he likes her many times, but this kind of liking is like treating a kitten or puppy...

In addition, every time he did that kind of thing, he was aggressive, rude and brutal, which made her only afraid and disgusted with that kind of thing, and even repelled him every time she saw him.

Duan Fei thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with anything.

Until the phone rang.

Rong Moyan called.

Duan Fei connected, "Hello?"

Rong Molan said, "Come to the hospital with me tomorrow."

Since bumping into Zhou Yueyao in the ward that day, Duan Fei hasn't been to the hospital for the past two days.

At the moment, she immediately refused, "I have class tomorrow."

Rong Mo let out a heck of a sigh, "I have your school's schedule here. Tomorrow is Friday, and there will be no classes for senior oil painting classes."

Duan Fei: "..."

As if knowing what she was thinking, Rong Mo said lazily, "Don't worry, Zhou Yueyao won't come here again."

Of course they won't come back after their engagement is divorced... But Duan Fei is worried, "Oh, I forgot, I have to report back to the cultural center tomorrow."

Anyway, I just don't want to go.

Even if the engagement is divorced, Zhou Yueyao will not go to the hospital again, but Rong Moyan's injury must not be hidden, if she meets someone else...

Rong Molan said, "Come over by noon after the report, and I'll ask Cheng Fang to pick you up."

Duan Fei didn't expect him to be so talkative now, "Alright then."

**
This Saturday, the 26th, was supposed to be the wedding day, but now it is suddenly announced that the wedding will be cancelled. There are different opinions on the Internet, but no one knows the specific reason.

At noon, Cheng Fang came to the cultural center to pick up people.

to the hospital.

In the ward, Sister Juan's lunch was still on the bedside table, Rong Mo lazily raised her hand, "Have you eaten yet?"

Duan Fei was convinced.

"Didn't Sister Juan send lunch at 11 o'clock?"

It's 12:[-] now, so she naturally had lunch early.

Rong Mo raised his eyebrows lazily, "I'm waiting for you."

Duan Fei: "..."

I have never seen such a shameless person. He refused to eat the lunch brought at 11 o'clock, and waited for her to come to feed him after 12 o'clock now.

Besides, after a week of feeding, the knife she stabbed was not deep (although she bled a lot, it is not a problem at all to eat by herself now.

"Come here." Seeing her standing there motionless, Rong Mo was impatient and stretched out his hand to pull her.

Duan Fei was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously retracted her hand.

"hiss--"

Rong Moyan held her tightly with his fingers, but his body was forced to bend forward, as if he had pulled a wound.

Duan Fei was terrified, and hurriedly stopped struggling, "Are you okay?"

Rong Mo lowered his head and did not speak.

"Rongmo lazy?" Duan Fei was in a hurry, and hurried forward, reaching out to ring the calling bell, "Don't worry, I'll call the doctor right away... Ah!"

Suddenly a hand came across from the back of the waist.

Duan Fei was hugged forward and fell onto the man's body. A pure masculine breath came over her face, mixed with the faint smell of disinfectant water...

In just a few seconds, Duan Fei's mood changed from nervousness to surprise, and then became angry again.

She stretched out her hand and pushed away quickly from him.

Rong Moyun frowned instantly, "My injury..."

Duan Fei didn't believe it this time, she even took a few steps back, "Can you be more serious!"

Rong Molan pressed his fingers on his abdomen, but did not speak.

Still pretending?Duan Fei was furious, "Stop acting, Assistant Cheng has already said that your injury has begun to heal..."

next second.

Rong Mo raised his hand.

When he saw the blood red in his palm...

Duan Fei's face turned pale with fright, she turned around and rushed outside, "Doctor, is there anyone!"

Doctors and nurses rushed over.

Cheng Fang also followed in.

"What's going on?" The doctor checked, "Mr. Rong, your wound has just begun to heal, and it hasn't healed yet. Why did it suddenly open again?"

Rong Moyan frowned, obviously unwilling to speak more because of the pain.

Cheng Fang looked at Duan Fei.

Duan Fei hurriedly lowered her head.

Guilty can't.

But it can't be her fault, can it?
If it wasn't for Rong Moyan who deliberately lied to her just now and wanted to take advantage of her, why would she have rebounded so much?

The doctor quickly re-treated the wound, "Pay more attention these few days, you must rest in bed, don't do strenuous exercise, it is easy to tear the wound, and you can be discharged from the hospital in two days, now it seems... ...Let's take care of it again."

"Thank you doctor." Cheng Fang complained in his heart as he saw off the guests.

Boss, are you so unbearable?

Can't wait until the injury is healed before making out with Miss Duan?

Not to mention that the injury hasn't completely healed yet, it's still in the ward...

Don't be ashamed!
**
After everyone left, Rong Mo lay lazily on the hospital bed, covering his stomach with his hands, his eyelids half closed, his face pale.

Duan Fei looked at him and couldn't help explaining again, "Don't blame me just now, who told you to lie to me on purpose."

Rong Mo didn't speak.

Duan Fei frowned, "Does it hurt?"

Rong Moyan opened his eyelids, his eyes were indifferent and mocking, "Take a knife and stab it in the stomach to see if it hurts."

Duan Fei: "..."

After Rong Mowan finished speaking, he continued to close his eyes.

The ward fell silent.

Duan Fei thought maybe he might need to rest, so she came to the sofa and sat down.

Her previous drawing tools are still there, so she just opened the drawing board,

Today, when I returned to the cultural center for an internship, Minister Hou just informed me that a nationwide painting competition was going to be organized recently, and the staff in the cultural center could also participate.

And for the sake of fair competition, when the preliminary round is selected, it will choose not to sign and submit it directly to the judges.

There is still half a month left to submit the drawing, and the prize money is quite generous, and the top ten award-winning authors will have the opportunity to participate in the art exhibition...

Duan Fei really wants to participate, and has been thinking about what to draw for the competition for half a day...

"I'm in such pain, yet you still have the mind to paint?" Rong Mo's lazy voice suddenly sounded.

Duan Fei recovered and looked up at him, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Rong Mo gritted his teeth.

Heartless little thing!
She was so close just now, and the scent from her body came over, so he couldn't control it for a while...

As a result, she reacted so violently that she pushed him hard when she left, and she just pushed on the wound on his abdomen.

Now she looks like someone who has nothing to do with her painting utensils...

Duan Fei looked at him curiously, "What are you doing?"

He just stared at her without speaking, his eyes were dark and gloomy, a little scary.

Finally, Rong Molan said, "Feed me, I'm hungry."

Duan Fei frowned, "I'm going to draw..."

"Hey, I'll paint after eating!"

Duan Fei: "..."

Fine.

After all, she did not pay attention to the injury just now.

So he went over and opened the lunch boxes on the bedside table one by one.

Four dishes and one soup, plus a bowl of rice.

Some are too rich...

Duan Fei picked up the chopsticks and started feeding.

……

When the door was knocked, Duan Fei thought it was Cheng Fang.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, Mr. Rong walked in with a cane, followed by Bo Mingxian.

Duan Fei: "..."

Rong Molan had almost finished his lunch and was drinking soup at this time.

Because she was so surprised, Duan Fei let go of her hand, and the spoon fell into the bowl.

"Crack" sound.

The Rong family was also surprised.

The old man Rong asked, "Duan Fei? Why are you here?"

Bo Mingxian looked around, and when she saw the pile of things on the sofa, she almost couldn't control her expression.

Duan Fei squeezed the spoon, "I..."

"There's still half a bowl left, feed me and finish it." Rong Moyan answered.

Duan Fei didn't know what was wrong with her, she held the spoon, took a mouthful of soup and handed it over.

Cheng Fang looked at it, turned around silently again and exited the ward, and closed the door again.

In the room, the old man and Bo Mingxian just watched her feeding Rong Molan soup one mouthful at a time.

The painting style and atmosphere are very weird!
After finishing the soup, Rong Mo said lazily, "Okay, you go to draw."

Grandpa Rong and Bo Mingxian once again: "..."

Duan Fei lowered her head, put down the bowl, silently walked to the sofa and sat down, took out the paintbrush.

Mr. Rong was the first to speak, "What's going on!"

Rong Moyan smiled and picked up a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth, "Didn't you already see it?"

There was another "bang", and the paint box fell to the ground.

Duan Fei sat there with a pale face.

The old man took a look at her.

If he still doesn't understand what's going on with these two people at this time, he will have lived in vain for decades.

But he couldn't accept it.

"You bastard, how old is she?"

"She is twenty-two, and she is not a child." Rong Mo said calmly,
"But how old are you? How much older are you than her?" Elder Rong stood on the ground with his cane, feeling agitated, "You are her elder and her mother's friend. If this gets out, what will others think of you?"

Rong Moyan raised his eyebrows, "Do I need to see other people's eyes?"

"you……"

"Dad." Bo Mingxian said hurriedly, "Don't be angry, pay attention to your health and blood pressure."

"So Yueyao broke off the engagement with you because of her, right?" Mr. Rong roared, "You are simply unreasonable. For a yellow-haired girl, a good wedding was ruined like this..."

"Who says it's ruined?" Rong Moyan said again in a startling way, "If you think tomorrow's show won't be over, I can go to the wedding venue. As for the bride, wouldn't it be enough to change someone else?"

!!!

Like a thunderbolt, this time, everyone at the scene was stunned again.