Mr. Bo suddenly became addicted to her

Duan Fei was trembling even more. She was sitting there, holding the paint bottle firmly in her hand, unconsciously exerting force, the body of the bottle was squeezed and deformed.

Mr. Rong finally came back to his senses, "You're such a fool!"

Bo Mingxian glanced at Duan Fei, and persuaded in a low voice, "Mo Wan, don't be impulsive, marriage is a major event in life...By the way, does Feng Yuan know about this?"

She wanted to use Feng Yuan to try to arouse someone's conscience.

After all, no mother wants her daughter to be with a man teens older, right?

What's more, that man was still her former friend.

And where is the pure friendship between men and women?
Feng Yuan is not a native of the imperial capital. She was born in Sucheng, and her family background is average. Back then, she was able to know Rong Mowan, so there must have been some subtle relationship...

Who would have thought that Rong Moyan said, "She knew about it earlier than you."

???

Everyone was shocked again.

Then old man Rong sneered, "So last time, Feng Yuan purposely brought her to the Rong's house to celebrate my birthday, was she actually leading the way for you?"

Rong Mowan denied, "She didn't know that at that time."

Bo Mingxian asked, "What's Feng Yuan's attitude?"

Rong Mo took a long breath, "First of all, her attitude is not important to me. No one can change who I like or want to marry."

Mr. Rong stated directly, "I don't agree!"

"Why?" Rong Moyan raised his eyebrows, "Because I'm fourteen years older than her?"

The old man Rong clenched his cane tightly, the veins on the back of his hand tensed up, "You are not suitable!"

"I still feel that she doesn't have the influence of the Zhou family, so she is not suitable for the Rong family?" Rong Mo said lightly, and then laughed to himself, "It turns out that you have been urging me to get married and start a family early, not because you are worried that I will die alone. It's just to make the Rong family's career even better. But I remember that my mother's background was even more ordinary, why do you ask your children to be of the same family after decades?"

"You bastard!" Mr. Rong's facial expression changed now.

Because back then he had always suspected that his wife was having an affair, and even felt that Rong Moyan was not his own son, and he had neglected the mother and son for more than ten years...

Later, when he found out the truth, he took Rong Mowan back from abroad to train him carefully, and even passed on the position of head of the Rong family to this youngest son.

Over the years, Rong Moyan has indeed lived up to his expectations and is outstanding. Under his leadership, the Rong Family Group has also grown from strength to strength, from only doing hotel tourism to now developing businesses in various fields.

But in private, Rong Moyan has always listened to him. He has discussed some big and small matters in the family, even the marriage is listened to him. He went on a blind date with Zhou Yueyao and soon decided to get married.

Now that it suddenly came out like this, it was like slapping his father in the face!

"Dad, if you have something to say, take care of your body." Bo Mingxian persuaded the old man again, and at the same time said pointedly, "Mo Wan, don't blame Dad for being angry, after all, Dad doesn't understand Miss Duan's personality..."

"Sister-in-law." Before she could finish speaking, Rong Moyan answered, "You mentioned Duan Fei's miscarriage to me a while ago. Let me explain now. The child she aborted was mine."

???

Bo Mingxian was startled, a little incoherent, "You...what did you say?"

"The child she aborted back then is mine, that is to say, she has been with me since she was eighteen." Rong Molan repeated, "So, do you still object?"

Bo Mingxian: "..."

The old man Rong frowned even more, and felt his head hurt.

However, at this moment, a soft female voice suddenly sounded, "I'm not married."

Bo Mingxian looked at Duan Fei.

Rong Moyan frowned even more, "What did you say?"

Duan Fei stood up with her back straight, "I admit, I have been with Rong Molan since I was 18 years old, but I don't like him, so I will not marry him. Old man, Mrs. Rong, today just happened to be with you Here, can you help me persuade him to let me go and give me freedom, thank you."

After finishing speaking, he bent down and bowed deeply.

Rong Moyan: "..."

He charged forward, but this girl shot him in the back?
**
In the corridor, Cheng Fang finally figured it out.

He said why the third master forced Miss Duan to come to the hospital, and asked him to drive Miss Duan here every day...

It was clearly intentional!
She is about to get married, but the groom avoids seeing her. As a bride, which woman is not in a hurry to be suspicious, Zhou Yueyao's ability to follow her must have been expected by the third master.

Today, Miss Duan has reported to the cultural center, and she can force him to bring her to the hospital. It's obviously because she has timed the time for old man Rong and Bo Mingxian to come and see her!
Just the third master, third master, is it really okay to be so insidious and cunning?
Miss Duan is pitiful, the little white rabbit bites again, won't it still be designed obediently in the end?

Now that the elders of Rong's family know about it, Ms. Duan must be unable to escape. She probably needs to prepare for their wedding...

Who knows the next second.

The door of the ward opened, and Duan Fei came out carrying a small bag and a coat, "Assistant Cheng, I'm going back to the Cultural Center."

"Ah?" Cheng Fang was stunned.

Shouldn't we be discussing marriage now?

how?

Duan Fei put on her coat, "If you have something to do, I can go back by myself..."

"I'll see you off." Cheng Fang hurriedly followed.

The third master told him to follow him every step of the way, so how dare he make another mistake.

……

In the ward.

Mr. Rong was still a little bit stunned, but he slowly figured it out, "I said, how could a little girl fall in love with you and be willing to be with a man ten years older than me? Hun!"

Rong Moyan: "..."

do not want to talk.

Bo Mingxian glanced at him, "Dad, the wedding tomorrow..."

"Cancellation!" Mr. Rong said angrily, "I really gave birth to a good son! In just a few days, I was dumped by two women!"

Rong Moyan said again: "..."

He raised his eyelids, and gave old man Rong a light look, "Then cancel it, it happens that my injury is not healed."

Bo Mingxian could only agree, "Fortunately, it's in my own hotel. The banquets and venues are easy to handle. Even the media and guests have to be notified one by one..."

"What else is there to notify?" Elder Rong said angrily, "The Zhou family issued a divorce notice a few days ago, and it was all on the hot searches. Now who doesn't know that the Rong family has been divorced? I guess, the entire imperial capital knows!"

Bo Mingxian: "..."

Mr. Rong turned around directly, "Go back."

**
Cultural Museum.

Duan Fei came back to practice again, she was still very happy from the bottom of her heart.

Because of Rong Molan's relationship, Minister Hou took special care of her. Although colleagues gossiped, Duan Fei didn't care.

She has already thought about it, if she wants to gain real freedom, she must make herself stronger.

Not just financially, but also ability and personality.

After finishing work in the afternoon and returning home in Cheng Fang's car, she began to conceive the entries.

Anyway, Rong Molan was in the hospital recovering from his injuries. After all the fuss at noon, she probably would have to delay her discharge for a while, so she simply used the next room as a studio and moved all the painting tools into it.

For two days on the weekend, she stayed in the studio without going out.

And Rong Moyan seemed to have achieved his goal, and he didn't forcefully call her over.

On Sunday afternoon, Jiang Yaoyao called her, "Feifei, what are you doing?"

Duan Fei put down the scraper, "I'm drawing."

"Rong Moyan's wedding has been cancelled, he hasn't bullied you these days, has he?"

"He's recuperating in the hospital, don't worry." Duan Fei looked at the canvas frame in front of him, with a casual tone, "By the way, the Rong family knows about me and Rong Moyan."

"Ah?" Jiang Yaoyao was startled, "How do you know?"

So Duan Fei recounted everything that day.

"What's the attitude of Mr. Rong?"

"No matter what his attitude is, anyway, I don't want to continue to be with Rong Moyan." Duan Fei said, "It's fine if the matter is settled now, and he can settle down for a while even if Rong's parents hinder him."

"Feifei, you are lazy with Rong Mo..." Jiang Yaoyao hesitated to speak, "Do you have feelings for him?"

Duan Fei smiled, "Would you like a man who treats you as a tool to vent his desire?"

"Of course I won't." Jiang Yaoyao denied, "It's just that you've been together for so long, I'm a little curious, do you really have no feelings for him at all?"

"Yes." Duan Fei thought for a while, "My feeling for him should be fear."

This feeling outweighs everything else.

……

After hanging up the phone, Duan Fei continued to pick up the scraper and carefully scraped the edges of the paint on the drawing board.

It took at least one or two months for her to paint an oil painting. Because she went to school every day and had to take care of her grandmother, she really didn't have time to paint properly for a long time. Most of the paintings were homework assigned by the school, or they were just copying.

This time, there was only one month left before the deadline for the competition. She planned that she could complete the painting in 30 days, and then take pictures and send it to the preliminary competition. After the canvas was dry, she could almost catch up with the semi-finals.

But some people just want to disrupt her plan.

The door knocked, and Cheng Fang walked in, "Miss Duan..."

"I want to draw, tell him that I don't have time to go there recently." Duan Fei didn't raise her head.

"Miss Duan, Mr. Rong is here, just downstairs."

Duan Fei froze for a moment, her fingers froze.

"The third master doesn't know about it yet. Do you want to go down to see him? Or let me tell the third master?"

Duan Fei thought for a while, then stood up, "I'll go down."

**
Downstairs, Mr. Rong was sitting on the sofa, observing the room with piercing eyes.

He seldom comes to this villa, anyway, during the holidays, Rong Moyan would go back to the old house to accompany him.

Footsteps sounded.

Duan Fei was wearing a home-style loose-fitting sweater, and her lower body was a floral dress that reached her ankles. She had black hair, fair skin, and a pair of beautiful deer eyes that were pure and clear. She exuded a youthful beauty...

Old man Rong couldn't help but cursed a few more words in his heart.

"Old man." Duan Fei came to the front and called out politely.

The old man Rong nodded, "Sit."

Duan Fei sat down opposite him.

Sister Juan served two cups of hot tea, then stepped back, and Cheng Fang naturally followed suit.

In the spacious living room, the old man Rong just looked at her like this, "I asked Ming Xian to investigate your situation in the past two days, so I went to Country F for two months in order to find you, he Leaving the wedding scene is also for you."

Duan Fei didn't deny it, "Yes."

"Heh." Elder Rong sneered, "You two are so brave. You actually kept this matter from me for so long. If I didn't go to the hospital that day, would you still plan to keep it from me?"

Duan Fei looked at him, "He should have deliberately arranged that day, there is no plan to keep it a secret."

The old man choked, "You also know about this?"

"I'm not stupid."

Mr. Rong: "..."

He clenched his cane tightly, "So, you really followed him when you were eighteen?"

"To be precise, it should be 17 years old." Duan Fei smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's just that I was not yet an adult at that time, and he didn't touch me."

Mr. Rong raised his eyebrows deeply, "For your grandma?"

Duan Fei's eyes moved.

"Now that your grandma is gone and your mother has a family abroad, you don't want to have your own family?" Mr. Rong continued to ask, "Have you ever thought that if you leave Molan, other men will be able to marry you in the future?" Do you accept that you have had such an experience?"

Duan Fei was straightforward, "Old man, what do you want to say?"

"You said that day that you don't want to marry Mo Wan, is that true, or is it a retreat?"

Duan Fei couldn't help laughing, "If possible, I also hope that you, old man, can let Rong Molan let me go."

"So, it's really my son who keeps pestering you?" Mr. Rong said in disbelief.

Maybe all parents are like this. They always feel that their child is the best and the best. He can dump others, but he can be dumped by others, especially if he is dumped by someone whose status is inferior to him in nowhere...

impossible!
"Didn't you investigate my affairs? In order to avoid his control, I fled abroad for two months. I was penniless, hopeless, and my life was almost in danger..." Duan Fei said, "If you still If you don’t believe me, you can help me, I believe that with your ability, you can let me go to a place where he can’t find it, so it’s good for both of us.”

Mr. Rong: "..."