After time travel, the imperial concubine becomes a celebrity herself

"It's getting late, my wife doesn't have the habit of staying up late, so let's go first." Rong Jinghao said calmly, not paying attention to Guo Ling at all.

Guo Ling stomped her feet angrily, it was the first time she had received such indifference.

Seeing that his daughter was unhappy, Guo Fan's expression was not very good.

Sure enough, Rong Jinghao was still shameless.

But Rong Jinghao had already left with An Mengyi.

"Father." Guo Ling said angrily, "This man is too much."

"You just stay away from him." Guo Fan's tone was not very good, and he was a little impatient in his heart.

Guo Ling was unhappy, and said aggrievedly: "But Dad, I finally fell in love with a man, and I don't want to just let go."

Guo Fan didn't speak.

Guo Ling continued, "Just help me." She hugged Guo Fan's hand and began to act coquettishly.

Guo Fan finally relented, looked helpless, looked at Guo Ling and said, "Okay, okay, I really have nothing to do with you."

On the way home, Rong Jinghao kept frowning, An Mengyi thought he was drunk, after all Rong Jinghao helped her block some alcohol at the reception.

So An Mengyi reached out her hand and touched Rong Jinghao's face, and asked in doubt, "Are you a little drunk?"

Rong Jinghao was originally uncomfortable because the pungent smell of perfume from Guo Ling just now lingered on the tip of his nose.

But seeing that An Mengyi was wrong, her eyes flickered.

So Rong Jinghao blurred his eyes and rubbed his head, "I'm a little drunk."

Xiao Li, who was driving in front, couldn't help complaining in his heart.

President gets drunk?This is an improbable thing.

Xiao Li, who has been with Rong Jinghao for many years, of course knows that Rong Jinghao can drink very well.

An Mengyi opened some car windows slightly, thinking about letting Rong Jinghao sober up.

But Rong Jinghao leaned against her again as if it was because of the cold.

The two of them were close together, and An Mengyi seemed to still feel the heat from Rong Jinghao's body.

She was a little embarrassed, but since Rong Jinghao was already drunk, she shouldn't bother with the other party, so she generously let Rong Jinghao rely on her.

Suddenly, Rong Jinghao's head tilted to An Mengyi's shoulder like this, and the hot breath lingered on An Mengyi's neck.

An Mengyi froze.

"A little dizzy." Rong Jinghao said, smelling the pleasant fragrance of the woman, Rong Jinghao felt his nose feel better.

Xiao Li watched everything silently, secretly surprised.

Today, the president finally got the hang of it for a while.

"Then what should I do." An Mengyi frowned, and asked Xiao Li, "Xiao Li, do you have any medicine to sober up?"

Xiao Li was about to answer yes, but suddenly felt a threatening look in his eyes.

Xiao Li woke up like a dream, and he almost ruined the president's favor.

So he quickly said with a dry smile, "No, no, I never carry these with me."

After it was over, Xiao Li added, "Generally, the president will get dizzy easily when he is drunk. Miss An, please understand."

In fact, he had never seen Rong Jinghao drunk before, and Xiao Li couldn't help but secretly praised his intelligence in his heart.

Rong Jinghao lowered his eyes to hide the smile in his eyes, and Xiao Li changed his salary.

When the car drove home, the chance was that as soon as An Mengyi and Rong Jinghao were delivered, he drove away, for fear of disturbing Rong Jinghao and An Mengyi's good deeds.

An Mengyi was still worried about how to help the drunk Rong Jinghao in, but then realized that she was thinking too much.

Rong Jinghao still walked steadily, with a calm expression on his face, it could not be seen that he was drunk at all.

An Mengyi secretly sighed in her heart, this man pays attention to his image even when he is drunk.

An Mengyi originally planned to just escort Rong Jinghao to the room like this.

Walking to Rong Jinghao's room, An Mengyi subconsciously went to help Rong Jinghao arrange the pillows.

Rong Jinghao fell down at this time, so he threw himself on the bed with An Mengyi.

An Mengyi:? ? ? ?
Rong Jinghao didn't seem to feel anything was wrong, and calmly buried his head in An Mengyi's neck.

An Mengyi tentatively pushed Rong Jinghao, but found that she couldn't help at all.

"Just hug like this for a while." Rong Jinghao said, but his tone was a little coquettish.

An Mengyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly, "It seems that you are really drunk, forget it this time, let me let you go."

Rong Jinghao didn't know whether he was happy or sad when he heard this sentence.

For such a rare opportunity to get in close contact with An Mengyi, he had to pretend to be drunk.

Thinking of this, Rong Jinghao was a little annoyed, and kissed An Mengyi punitively.

An Mengyi's beautiful eyes widened, and she placed her hands on Rong Jinghao's chest, but there was a feeling of refusal and welcome.

Rong Jinghao let go of An Mengyi again, with undisguised desire and passion in his eyes.

An Mengyi blushed slightly, and said, "What are you doing, Rong Jinghao, you are drunk."

"I love you." Rong Jinghao said suddenly.

An Mengyi was stunned.

These three simple words caused a storm in her heart.

"Why." An Mengyi asked.

Rong Jinghao didn't ask any more questions, and continued to bow his head and kiss An Mengyi.

An Mengyi only felt distraught. When she closed her eyes, her head was filled with the days when Rong Jinghao took care of herself carefully. It was the appearance of Rong Jinghao who opened her eyes and saw bloodshot eyes after she was injured.

Slowly, she also began to respond.

The next day, An Mengyi regretted her impulsiveness.

Rong Jinghao smiled and rubbed her waist.

"You're not drunk at all, are you?" An Mengyi said suddenly, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had been tricked.

Rong Jinghao looked innocent.

"I can't remember what happened yesterday. I knew my head hurt a long time ago."

An Mengyi had no choice but to stop talking.

Today Rong Jinghao went to the studio alone because of An Mengyi's "poor health".

The studio is so busy, there are also anchors who want to sign a contract.

A tall and slender woman walked in. She had a proud face and a typical Internet celebrity face.

"I'm here to apply." The woman walked up to the busy person in charge.

The person in charge wiped the sweat off his head, and said, "Our Mr. An is not here today, but where is Mr. Rong, you can ask him."

The woman rolled her eyes impatiently, looking very proud.

But when she saw Rong Jinghao, she couldn't move her eyes away.

"You... Hello." The woman looked at Rong Jinghao shyly, "No, Mr. Rong is good."

Rong Jinghao glanced at the woman in front of him, but he didn't recognize her, so he said calmly, "Who are you?"

"I'm here to apply for an anchor job. My name is Mu Qing. I'm a big anchor with tens of millions of fans on a certain small video app." Speaking of this, a trace of pride slipped across Mu Qing's face.
At the same time, other anchors who applied for the job looked at Mu Qing with envy in their eyes.

Such conditions will definitely be expropriated.

"It doesn't matter how many fans there are, we need to be strong." Rong Jinghao said coldly, not giving Mu Qing any face.

Embarrassment flashed across Mu Qing's face, but when she saw Rong Jinghao's face, she felt her anger disappear.

"Then I will definitely work hard, can you give me this chance?" Mu Qing said softly.

Rong Jinghao knew that Siyi had only just started, and it was when he needed people, but this did not mean that he was recruiting randomly.

This Mu Qing's condition was met, but it always gave Rong Jinghao an uncomfortable feeling.

"A one-week internship." Rong Jinghao said calmly.

After leaving this sentence, he went to look elsewhere.

Mu Qing's heart was flustered, Rong Jinghao clearly meant to hire her.

And with so many anchors, he just talked to himself, and agreed to give her an internship before the interview started.

In Mu Qing's heart, she thought that Rong Jinghao must have taken a fancy to her.

Thinking of this, Mu Qing touched her face and smiled shyly.

The two employees on one side were rather curious.

"This woman is always smiling calmly."

"Does she feel that President Rong has taken a fancy to her?"

"Don't be funny, is she comparable to Mr. An? She is beautiful and powerful, much better than this little internet celebrity."

But none of this was heard by Mu Qing.

After taking a brief look at Siyi, Rong Jinghao was thinking about An Mengyi, so he hurried back.

When he went back, he found that An Mengyi hadn't woken up yet, so he couldn't help but smile.

When An Mengyi was finally willing to get out of bed, it was two or three o'clock in the afternoon. She hadn't eaten all morning, which made her stomach very upset.

As soon as she got downstairs, she asked about the smell of rice, which perfectly aroused An Mengyi's appetite, and she felt curious again.

Who is in the kitchen, is it the cook called by Rong Jinghao?

"Are you awake?" Rong Jinghao walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge in his hand. He was still wearing an expensive suit and an apron, and he looked at An Mengyi with doting eyes.

An Mengyi didn't react for a while, and asked dryly, "You did this?"

"I just came back and found that you were still in the room, so I knew you hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch. Even if you were very tired, there was no reason not to eat." Rong Jinghao opened his mouth and helped An Mengyi prepare the dishes.

An Mengyi was a little embarrassed by Rong Jinghao's words, but when she thought that she was completely tossed about by Rong Jinghao, she still accepted Rong Jinghao's care with peace of mind.

But seeing the porridge brought by Rong Jinghao, An Mengyi's heart was still a little beating.

The appearance looks very good, how is the taste.

After all, someone like Rong Jinghao should be pampered and grow up, as if his ten fingers were not touched by Yang Chunshui.

An Mengyi tentatively took a sip, but found that it was unexpectedly delicious.

The rice in the porridge is delicate, neither salty nor bland, and rarely refreshing. Perhaps it is because An Mengyi has not eaten for too long, and if she eats too greasy, she will feel uncomfortable in her stomach, so Rong Jinghao cooked lean meat for An Mengyi Porridge.

By the time An Mengyi realized it, she had already finished the bowl of porridge in front of her.

An Mengyi was slightly stunned, when did she eat so much.

Rong Jinghao asked with a smile, "Do you still want to eat?"

An Mengyi's appetite was whetted, she was really hungry after not eating for a long time, so she nodded embarrassingly.

Rong Jinghao took the bowl to serve porridge for An Mengyi.