Marriage Heartthrob: My Mysterious Big Boss

"Brother Rong, is your face okay?" Rong Cheng looked at Rong Haochuan, who was sitting in the back row with his eyes closed, and said with worry.

That Mo Jun deserves to fight often. She punches quickly and ruthlessly. Brother Rong's cheek is a little blue when he is accidentally beaten.

Rong Haochuan opened his eyes and wiped his left cheek with the back of his hand. "It's all right. Go back and wipe some medicinal wine later."

I haven't played for a long time. It's hard to get used to it at the beginning, but it's much easier to find the right rhythm for Mo Jun.

Soon, Rong Haochuan's phone rang. It looked like Ruan Qing. He coughed and pressed the answer button.

"Husband, where are you? I happened to pass by and come to your company. Why didn't I see you? " Ruan Qing said, take a rest today. Qiuting asked her out to go shopping. When she passed here, she came up to have a look.

Rong Haochuan looked at the car and said, "I have about twenty minutes to arrive. Wait for me."

"Well, I'll walk around the department store downstairs with Qiu ting. Call me when you arrive. Or just come to me and have lunch together. " Ruan Qing said that he has been busy recently. He hasn't eaten together at noon.

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Haochuan turned on his mobile phone and took the lighting, showing some swollen corners of his eyes and frowning. If she saw it, it would be trouble.

But even if I don't see you at noon, I'll see you at night. Sooner or later.

"Brother Rong, look!" When Rong Cheng drove through the intersection in front of him, he saw a scene in the street and hurriedly said to Rong Haochuan behind him.

Rong Haochuan then looked out of the window. A man running forward looked familiar, and there were a group of people chasing after him.

"This man... Seems to be Yan Qingxuan's eldest brother? Just, how did he appear in China? " Rong Cheng said, the old chassis of the Yan family is in Yanhai city. How did you get here?

Rong Haochuan took back his sight. It seems that Yan Qingxuan has begun to fight back. Yan Qingguang did so badly to him at the beginning. Now he's making a comeback. He won't let go of it first. That's him.

"Call Rong Kun and arrange for the nearest person to come. The car stopped at the second crossing ahead. " He said, straightening his collar, Yan Qingxuan, I don't care about your housework, but don't be wild on my chassis.

"Yes." Rong Cheng immediately gave Rong Kun a turn at the intersection in front of him.

Yan Qingguang, who was exhausted from running, gasped against the wall and carefully looked at the people over there who hadn't caught up.

Yan Qingguang just wanted to have a rest. When he was a child, he just looked up and saw several figures emerging from the other head. He was so frightened that he couldn't care about the traffic. Run to the street ahead!

Rong Cheng drove the car and parked at the roadside of the Second Street accurately.

Yan Qingguang, who ran over, got on the car as soon as he saw the shadow of Rong Haochuan in the lowered window, as if he saw a life-saving straw.

The car immediately drove out.

"Rong Zong! You help me! You must help me! " Despite being in the car, Yan Qingguang just knelt down to Rong Haochuan, and a crippled arm shook dangerously.

"This bastard is trying to murder his brother! He wanted to avenge me for chasing him in the street. He has been chasing me since last night! "

"Rong Zong! I beg you! You must help me! "

Yan Qingguang kowtowed and looked at the moment. I'm afraid no one can save him except Rong Shao!

Rong Haochuan looked at young master Yan who was kowtowing for help. Mo Mei wrinkled slightly, "how did you come to China?"

Yan Qingguang raised his head, wiped the sweat and blood on his forehead and said, "Mr. Rong, that bastard robbed the Yan Family's property and openly drove me out of the Yan family. I escaped all the way to China. Rong Zong! Now only you can save me! "

"Please, for the sake of our cooperation at the beginning, save me. As long as you can help me defeat the beast of Yan Qingxuan, I am willing to hand over 50% of the Yan Family's property!"

The car stopped ahead.

Rong Haochuan patted the dust on his body and said in a low voice, "it was just a coincidence to cooperate at the beginning. I have my own way to deal with Yan Qingxuan. I won't go to the muddy water of your Yan family again. "

"Rong Cheng, how's things going?"

Rong Cheng hung up the phone and nodded slightly towards Rong Haochuan.

"I've cleaned up those people outside for you. This is for the sake of my cooperation. The last thing I've done for you, you go. " Rong Haochuan said in a faint tone.

Yan Qingguang raised his head and looked at Rong Haochuan's cold Su Rong. He knew that even more would be useless at this time.

It's very kind of him to do so.

Yan Qingguang got out of the car. Looking around, it really has restored calm, and there are police cars passing by to patrol from time to time, which seems temporary. His life was saved.

After Yan Qingguang left, Rong Cheng drove the car outside the department store.

Rong Haochuan, who opened the door in the back seat and got off, slammed the door and said to him, "go to the car wash and replace all the car covers and footmats in the back seat and wash them."

"Yes, brother Rong!" Rong Cheng answered.

After that, Rong Haochuan walked towards the department store behind him.

Men's wear area on the fourth floor of the department store.

Ruan Qing pulls qiuting around.

"Ouch, Xiaoqing, you said you were a husband. You don't even know what number you wear. You've been married to him for so many years. Don't tell me you haven't bought any clothes with him?"

Qiuting looked at her and looked at her incredulously.

Ruan Qing grabbed her long hair and smiled“ I haven't bought it yet. His clothes are tailor-made by special designers. Someone will send them regularly every week. Don't I have no chance? "

I don't know his size because I don't have a chance to buy it.

Qiuting choked, and then nodded, "he's talking about people on the top of the pyramid. It really doesn't have to be the same as ordinary people. In order to pick up a piece of clothes, you can walk around with your feet broken, or you can brush your hands on the Internet! "

Ruan Qing went to the male model and roughly compared her waist. It seemed that this size was quite appropriate. Although Rong Haochuan might not like it, she really wanted to buy him a suit of clothes.

"Waiter, give me this suit according to the size of the male model!" Ruan Qing probably tried and thought it would be appropriate, so she shouted to the service desk.

"Madam, are you sure the size of the male model is OK? Why don't you call and ask, "are you sure?"

The waitress came over and asked, "because this is the latest model of our brand. There is only one piece for each number. I'm afraid if it's not suitable for exchange, the numbers will not be complete at that time."

Ruan Qing probably measured, "I think it should be OK."

The outline of Rong Haochuan's figure appeared in her mind. It's very standard. The standard can't be any more standard. It looks almost the same as the one meter eighty-nine male model.

The waitress looked at Ruan Qing and said, "please go there and settle the account first. This suit is 36000 in total."

"It's so expensive..." Ruan Qing said subconsciously. She hadn't bought clothes with Rong Haochuan before, and she seldom bought so expensive clothes herself, so she was really scared at first glance.

"Madam, this is an international first-line brand store. If you want to buy cheap, you can go to the second floor downstairs, where the most expensive clothes are thousands." The waitress looked at Ruan Qing's dress. Although the material looked good, it didn't look like a big brand.

"No, I'll take it." Ruan Qing said, taking out a card from her wallet. Just as she was about to hand it to the waiter to check out, she heard qiuting standing there shouting.

"Xiao Qing, look, your husband is coming!"

When qiuting shouted, Ruan Qing looked at the elevator over there.

Suddenly, the tall and straight posture, comparable to the perfect sculpture of Michelangelo, was coming.