Good morning, Mr. Rong!

Chapter 8
Rong Zhiyan raised his brows, and tapped a document on the desktop with his knuckle-boned fingers.

"Are you sure she didn't live with Fang Zicheng?"

"My subordinates have checked carefully and found that Ms. Jing is very clean in this regard, and there is nothing wrong with it. Even Fang Zicheng has not lived together, and has not even had a relationship. It is her good sister Xu Anqi, We rolled together with Fang Zicheng secretly." Jiang Cheng said this, a sneer flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Rong Zhiyan's face softened a bit, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Find someone to watch her secretly."

"Yes, Young Master Rong." Jiang Cheng replied respectfully.

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[An hour later, wait for me at the villa. 】

Jing Huanyan was already ready to arrive at any time, but when she saw Rong Zhiyan's message, she was still taken aback.

The two of you just came out of the hotel in the morning.

This again?

From her point of view, Rong Zhiyan came to her for nothing other than the matter between a man and a woman.

She bit her lip, quickly edited on the phone with her fingers, and replied with a word: [Okay. 】

She drove the car and found a pharmacy. She put on a windbreaker, a hat, sunglasses, and a mask in the car, and then entered the pharmacy. After taking two boxes of after-event medicine, she returned to the car.

I took two pills with cold mineral water.

After taking the medicine, she drove to Rong's house.

……

The villa located in the middle of the mountain is built against the mountain and surrounded by water. In such a place where every inch of land is precious, there is a kind of flamboyant luxury.

Her car went directly up the mountain road.

……

Lin Bo, the housekeeper of the Rong family, had already received the news and was waiting for Jing Huanyan at the door.

After Jing Huanyan arrived, a servant drove the car to the parking lot for her to park.

"Miss Jing, Young Master Rong hasn't come back yet, please sit in the living room and wait." Lin Bo said expressionlessly.

"Okay, thank you." Jing Huanyan responded.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, she looked extremely quiet.

Behind her, footsteps could be heard, Jing Huanyan turned her head and saw a very delicate and beautiful little boy standing at the stairs.

Jing Huanyan curled her lips and smiled softly.

I couldn't help but think of my child who didn't survive.

If that accident hadn't happened, wouldn't her child be this old?
The doctor also said it was a boy.

"I know you." The childish voice still has a serious tone like a little adult.

Looking at the little dumpling-like bun, Jing Huanyan couldn't hold back her smile, and said, "Although I don't know you, I know who you are!"

"Your name is Jing Huanyan." The little bun looked at her with the eyes of a little adult.

"Your name is Rong Xiaoyan." Jing Huan also said with a sweet smile.

This little bun looks like a miniature version of Rong Zhiyan, even the arrogant tone is so similar.

Besides Rong Zhiyan's four-year-old mysterious son, who else could it be?

After all, she is a child, Rong Xiaoyan looked at her sweet smile with a bit of uncontrollable expression: "You are the first woman my father brought home."

Jing Huanyan opened her mouth, and the sweet smile on her face slowly faded away.

At this moment, she remembered what identity she had come to the Rong family.

She thought that the children would care about the stepmother, so she explained with a light smile: "Don't worry, I won't marry your father, so I won't become a vicious stepmother."

"Heh." Rong Xiaoyan looked at her with arrogant eyes.

Jing Huanyan: She feels that she has been despised...

She was actually despised by a four-year-old little bun...

Jing Huanyan suddenly became playful, and hooked her fingers at him: "Little Baozi, come here."

"What?" Rong Xiaoyan asked suspiciously, but still took a step forward.

Jing Huanyan stretched out her hand, and viciously pinched Rong Xiaoyan's face that was so tender that water could be squeezed out.

"Ah!" Rong Xiaoyan yelled and took a step back.

His fair little face blushed instantly.

Rong Xiaoyan glared at Jing Huanyan angrily, pouted, "Don't touch my face!"

"I don't touch your face, which means you can touch it anywhere else!" Jing Huanyan looked at the little guy's puffy red face, and thought it was so cute, so she deliberately teased him again.

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand badly and made a gesture to touch him.

And at this moment, when he looked up, he happened to see Rong Zhiyan walking in.

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