Wealthy Love: Chasing the fleeing young grandmother

Looking at the closed door, Rong Shihan slowly got up, raised her hand and made a middle finger, "Asshole!"

"Ahem...Young Mistress?" The housekeeper suddenly stood behind her, looking at Rong Shihan's movements, he was a little puzzled, "You are..."

Hastily turned around, grinned his lips, "It's okay, it's okay! Haha..." Stretched out his left hand, and broke his middle finger vigorously, "Why are you so disobedient? It's a headache!"

The housekeeper frowned, and said hesitantly, "Young Mistress, you don't want to know about Young Master..."

"Don't!" Rong Shihan took a few steps back, "If you want to tell me about that child, don't tell me! I'm really not interested!" Turning around and going downstairs, "His son... his son son? ' Shaking his head, "Not interested!"

"Oh... Painter Mo is so pitiful..."

The steps under his feet stopped, and the hand holding the stairs slowly tightened, "Painter Mo...is that him?" 'I held my breath unconsciously.

"Yeah! He is so handsome and friendly, and he never puts on celebrity airs! He has been donating money to orphanages and welfare homes! It's a pity..."

"Yeah, who knew that such a thing would happen! And his fiancée, alas... the death is so miserable!"

Listening to their discussion, Rong Shihan froze with a smile on her face, walked over quickly, and grabbed the maid's shoulder tightly, "Who are you talking about, Painter Mo?"

"Mo Qingyang! You even..." The maid turned her head, "Ah... young mistress, you..."

"Mo Qingyang? Mo Qingyang?" Grabbing her hand slowly tightened, "A painter from City E, Mo Qingyang? Can you tell me about it?"

Several people looked at each other, "Mo Qingyang, he is a newly-emerged painter in recent years! Most of his works are high-quality goods, and even the famous Master Zhang Qing wants to accept him as an apprentice! It is said that he has also received an apprenticeship from a French university. Who knew that on the day of their wedding, he lost his true love and injured his right arm... I don’t know what happened, he was already discharged from the hospital, but he held a press conference for his wife, Proposed not to paint in this life..."

"Did you hurt your right arm? Only your right arm..." Rong Shihan repeated these words, with tears in her eyes, "It's okay, you're fine!" "

"Yes!" The maid was a little confused, thinking she didn't believe it, and hurriedly took a newspaper from a few days ago, "Miss, take a look, this is the report! This is the first art exhibition he held after his injury. It is said that It's the last time too!"

"The most... the last time?" Rong Shihan didn't answer, turned around slowly, and walked upstairs in a daze, "Qing Yang, Qing Yang can't, can't!"That's your dream!That's your dream, you can't give up, no! '

She knew how she got back to the room, all she knew was that when she regained consciousness again, it was already daylight...

Feeling a bit sticky on the face, he stretched out his hand to caress it, and looked at the crystal on it for a moment, "Did she cry all night?" '

Standing up, "I want to go back!" His eyes were full of determination, "She must go back!"Ching Yang no longer has him, if he gives up painting again!She really didn't know what else could support him to live!A walking dead Qing Yang, she didn't want to see it! '

Turning her head, she searched for something, "Murong Shihan, although it's wrong to do so!But I was insulted like that by your husband, so it's okay to get some mental damages, right? '

after an hour……

Rong Shihan looked at the stack of credit cards in his hand a little discouraged, and lay down on the bed irritably, "I don't know the password...Murong Shihan, did you do it on purpose?" Scratching his hair, "It's more than 1000 kilometers from city A to city E! 500 yuan by plane... obviously not enough!"

"What are you doing?" Dugu Lin suddenly pushed open the door, looked at the lunatic woman and took two steps back in disgust, looked at the credit card on her bed, and slowly tightened her fingertips, "You..."

"Are you okay?" Rong Shihan rushed to him quickly, looked at his posture, and suddenly realized, "You... last night..." 'Forget it, don't ask, in case he remembers that she kicked him for a while Feet, that's not the end! '

Dugulin glanced at her deeply, "Yesterday, you kicked me!" He raised his foot and approached step by step, "Murong Shihan, you are getting bolder..." Looking at the credit card on the bed, Bloodthirsty smiled, "You hurt me, want to run?"

"No!" Rong Shihan jumped back as if furious, and waved her hands, "No, absolutely not! I, Murong Shihan love you so much, why would I want to run away?" 'Listen, it's Murong Shihan who loves you , it's not me!What I love is Qingyang...'

"Really?" He raised his hand suddenly, and tightly clamped Rong Shihan's neck, "Your purpose?"

"Uh..." Seeing the man suddenly full of murderous aura, Rong Shihan was stunned, and even forgot to resist, "What purpose?"

"Heh... You must have forgotten, right? Some people say that the welt marks on Chen Hao's body... most of them came from you! My wife!" With a slight retraction of the fingertips, "Although I don't like that son, But... it doesn't mean you can hurt him! Hurt him, and then be a good person! Are all of you Murong family so despicable?"

"I...I hit him?" Rong Shihan was stunned, "How is this possible? This is the first time for me..." Seeing his expression, she froze, "Can I...can I go and see him?"

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Rong Shihan opened her lips, "Please!" She pushed her away forcefully, "You'd better pray that he's okay! Otherwise..." His eyes swept over the credit card on the bed, he turned around, and strode away .

"Ahem..." Rong Shihan slowly got up and rolled her eyes, "Damn man, she didn't do that at all!" 'Looking at the card on the bed, he shook his head, "Forget it, let's go take a look at that little bun! Let's do it to the child too, Murong Shihan, I'm convinced of you!"

After leaving the room, he quickly walked towards Dugu Lin's room, "I'll come..." Looking at the criss-cross wounds on Xiao Baozi's body, he swallowed the words he was about to say, and quickly rushed to the bedside, looking at the wounds on his body. New wounds and old wounds, the outstretched hand trembled a little, "It must... must be very painful?"

"What do you think?" Dugu Lin raised his eyes and looked at her coldly, "You can do anything to a child like Chen Hao, Murong Shihan, are you still human?"

"You..." Hearing these words, Rong Shihan became furious, stood up suddenly, and pointed at Dugu Lin's nose, "You said it was me, it was me? Is there any evidence? Little Baozi hasn't woken up yet, you Isn't it the responsibility of being a father? Leave a five-year-old child aside and only care about your own pleasure, Dugu Lin, are you still a man?"

Excited, very excited, Rong Shihan at this moment completely forgot how terrifying this man in front of him is!