Happy Together

The Rong family is not short of this money. If Yaoyao can have a good home, this temptation is worth it.

Ji Moxi nodded, "Okay, Uncle Rong, I promise you."

"I will do my best to do it, but even if I lose, even if I go bankrupt, I will return the principal to you!"

At this moment, Rong Jingyao knocked on the door and walked in.

"Dad, what are you telling Brother Xi?"

Rong Haochuan didn't respond immediately, but looked at Xia Ji Moxi.

Ji Moxi said to Rong Jingyao with a natural face, "It's nothing, I just encountered some problems in the market, and I just asked my uncle for some experience."

Rong Jingyao said, wearing a beautiful off-white skirt with a wavy skirt, plain but generous, and walked in.

"Dad, Brother Xi, do you look good? I really like this dress!"

She has been particularly fond of princess dresses since she was a child, but she did not expect her father to remember her preferences.

"It looks good, my father specially made it for you. I mailed it back from France, and the world only has this one." Rong Haochuan said as he looked at the increasingly beautiful daughter, and he ordered two in total. , One for her daughter, one for Ruan Qing.

"Thank you dad!"

Rong Jingyao yelled sweetly, turned around, and stood in front of Ji Moxi, "Brother Xi, do you look good?"

Ji Moxi looked at the white waves turning in front of him, like a princess walking out of a fairy tale world, the beautiful and incomprehensible Rong Jingyao, the shock in his eyes has long subsided.

I didn't pay attention when I just came in, and only then discovered that this skirt really suits her.

It can be said that in this world, she is the only one to wear such a skirt.

Therefore, he has to make himself strong enough. Only then can he give her the best things in the world.

"Beautiful, beautiful."

Ji Moxi coughed slightly. At this moment, he saw Rong Jinghao passing by the corridor and hurriedly shouted, "Jing Hao?"

Rong Jinghao was about to go downstairs, and when he saw him coming out, he was a little surprised and said, "Mexico? When did you come?"

"Just now, how about you, did you just come back from abroad?" Ji Mexi talked to him as he walked downstairs.

After the two of them went downstairs, Rong Jingyao's eyes flashed slightly, and she blinked with Rong Haochuan, and said, "Dad, did you say something to Ji Moxi?"

How did she feel, Ji Mexi seemed to be a little different in the recent past.

Rong Haochuan smiled and flicked his daughter's forehead, "Okay, don't know a little bit, anyway, Dad will not harm you."

"Oh." Rong Jingyao said with a tongue out.

When Rong Jingyao went downstairs and saw that Ruan Qing was telling the kitchen to make more dishes, she saw that there was another guest at home.

"Xia'er?"

"Sister Yaoyao!" Fang Xia'er got up from the sofa when she saw that she was back, and hugged her happily!

The three children played together when they were young, and the indissoluble bond between Xia'er and Ruan Qing on the top drove her to run here frequently.

"Xia'er has grown up. Isn't she seventeen this year?" Rong Jingyao said while looking at Fang Xia'er, who was also out and about.

Fang Xia'er nodded, looked at Rong Jinghao who was talking to Ji Moxi over there, and took Rong Jingyao's hand and walked over.

"Brother Jing Hao..."

Ruan Qing ordered the kitchen to bring fruit and tea, and went upstairs, not to disturb these young people.

As soon as I went upstairs, I saw Rong Haochuan standing by the railing, smiling and stretching out his hands towards her.

"Husband? Why do you look at me like this?" She glanced at him, took his hand, looked at the children under her eyes, and went into the room.

"That's because I suddenly felt that we were old, and the children should write the story by themselves. We can only serve as a foil."

Rong Haochuan sighed and laughed, hugging her back to the room.

"That is, stories are from generation to generation. We can't always dominate them, right? Besides, there are stories that represent ups and downs and difficulties, and now I just want to have a flat life with you."

Ruan Qing said, leaning gently on Rong Haochuan's shoulder, smiling happily.

"Daughter-in-law, you are the heroine in my heart for life, no one can replace..." Rong Haochuan said in a soft voice, and kissed her on the forehead.

Holding her, sat on the sofa and looked at the scenery outside the window together.

After lunch.

Rong Jingyao sent Ji Moxi out.

"Brother Xi, goodbye."

Ji Moxi looked at her, "Yaoyao, wait for me for three years."

"Ah? Why is it three years?" Rong Jingyao was a little puzzled when he said this.

Ji Moxi smiled without saying a word.

"Nothing, I just hope we can give each other another three years."

Rong Jingyao was shocked, and smiled unchallenged, "Brother Xi, although I don't know what my father said to you, but I am me. I will not dislike you because of your unsuccessfulness, nor will it be because of you. Marry you if you succeed."

"Three years, well, I promise you."

Ji Moxi stared at her for a while, then turned into the car.

In the villa, Fang Xiaer helped her aunt tidy up the dishes, but she looked back at the living room from time to time, paying attention to Rong Jinghao's movements.

"Brother Jing Hao, do you have time this afternoon? Shall we go out to play?"

Coming out of the kitchen, Fang Xia'er smiled and sat beside him.

Rong Jinghao was reading a book on the sofa and drinking afternoon tea, "I'm going to the company in the afternoon and I'm going to a meeting."

"Really, Brother Jing Hao, it's rare that we can get together for a few days during the summer vacation, or another day, another day to make an appointment?"

Fang Xia'er said again, watching his expression carefully.

"Xia Er is in high school, there should be many classmates, let's find your classmates, I'm really busy, I don't have much free time." Rong Jinghao turned the pages of the book and said bluntly.

Fang Xia'er listened to his somewhat cold tone, bit her lip subconsciously, and smiled, "Brother Jing Hao, do you hate me?"

She knew that her biological mother was now in prison. Although her unbearable background was hidden from her classmates, she could not hide it from the Rong family. Almost everyone in the Rong family knew it.

However, this is not her choice.

Since childhood, Rong Jinghao has treated her very well, but he doesn't know why he has grown up, but he has become more and more alienated from him.

"Don't think too much, I'm really busy. As you know, my father always wanted me to take over as soon as possible. I can't help but work hard."

Rong Jinghao raised his head and looked at her, inheriting Rong Haochuan's deep eyes, making him look very imposing and courageous even though he was only 19 years old.

Fang Xia'er nodded and grinned, "Well, I know, Jing Hao wouldn't dislike me, would he?"

Rong Jinghao paused, his hand turning the page was a little slow, and a dim light flashed in his deep black eyes.

"Xia'er, you're only seventeen years old, don't always talk like you don't like it, study hard, that's what you should do."

"Yeah, I know, this time I got the third place in the class!" Fang Xia'er said with a big smile, and after speaking, pouted again, "However, I know I'm stupid, I can't beat it. You and Sister Jing Yao, but I will work harder."

"I will work hard and try to keep up with you and Sister Jing Yao!"

He and Sister Jing Yao frequently skipped grades when they were in school and achieved excellent results. It was only later that Sister Jing Yao didn't jump again because she couldn't bear her classmates, but now she is 19 years old and will soon graduate from university.

Rong Jinghao closed the book, stacked the other two on the table, and prepared to put it back in the library.

"Well, work hard, don't disappoint your aunt's cultivation of you." After saying that, he stood up, holding a stack of books, got up and walked upstairs.

Fang Xia'er watched him stand up, and followed him to the library.

When I first walked to the library, I heard his phone rang.

"Qinxin, what's the matter?" Rong Jingyao tried to clamp the book while holding her mobile phone, preparing to open the door.