The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

Grandma Rongqi hung up the phone and rested on the sofa.

Her temples were throbbing.

The assistant saw Rong Qigu's grandma rubbing her brows, so she hurried over.

"Boss, do you have a headache again?"

Grandma Rong Qigu didn't say a word, but she was really hurt, and she was a little speechless.

"Let me press it for you."

The assistant first poured her a glass of water, and then asked Grandma Rong Qigu to rest her head on her lap and massage her slowly.

For Rong Henian, it was indeed a surprise to receive shares from Grandma Rong Qigu.

The Rong family does not lack this share, but if it can be taken back and it is not allowed to fall into the hands of Rong Heyang or the people behind Rong Heyang, that is what Rong Henian cares about.

Perhaps, Grandma Rong Qigu also noticed this, so she returned the shares without hesitation.

Because she knew that if the shares were repaid, the Rong family would not be able to treat her badly.

No matter what Rong Heyang did, Grandma Rong Qigu was still Grandma Qigu in the Rong family, and no one would take anger at her because of Rong Heyang.

This is a very smart woman.

After so many years of ups and downs, she has earned a considerable family business, which is indeed her strength.

"Brother Nian, since I don't have anything to do here, shall I go home?"

Seeing that Grandma Rong Qigu had also left, Feng Chuyue discussed with Rong Henian.

"I'll take you back." Rong Henian said without thinking.

Can Feng Chuyue agree?

"Farewell, your body..." Feng Chuyue changed her mind, "Just stroll around in the villa, and you don't need to follow me off."

Rong Henian nodded: "Okay, then I'll take you out."

"Ask the driver to take you home again?"

Feng Chuyue readily agreed.

She went straight out, but Rong Henian caught a glimpse of the jewelry box on the coffee table.

"Take this with you." Rong Henian picked up the box and handed it to Feng Chuyue.

Feng Chuyue hesitated for a moment: "I'll leave this to you. It doesn't make sense for us to pretend to be a couple to deceive people. I'll also accept a jade bracelet from them."

"Give it to you, it's yours."

"Besides, this bracelet can only be worn by your hand."

Rong Henian opened the box and took out the jade bracelet without any explanation.

"Shall I put it on for you?"

Feng Chuyue was speechless: "This is not what I want, you insist on giving it."

Don't accuse me of fraud or something.

Rong Henian nodded: "Well, I forced it on you."

Only then did Feng Chuyue reach out her hand.

Rong Henian grabbed her white and tender hand. The size of the jade bracelet was tailor-made for a little girl. Her hand was soft and thin, and she put it on with a slight pinch.

"Did it hurt you?" Rong Henian frowned slightly as he looked at the red mark on the outside of her thumb.

Although it looked very relaxed, Feng Chuyue's hands were still red.

"It's okay, my hand is too tender, it looks serious, but it doesn't hurt much."

Feng Chuyue shook her wrist: "This bracelet is really pretty."

"As long as you like it." Seeing that she was satisfied, Rong Henian couldn't help but smile.

"I'll change my outfit tomorrow, it will definitely look better." Girls can't refuse these things.

Feng Chuyue is no exception.

"Hmm." Rong Henian was already thinking about what kind of dress Feng Chuyue would wear tomorrow.

Feng Chuyue: "Did I really wear that bracelet?"

Rong Henian rubbed her hair: "Wear it."

"If you don't like it, I'll change it for you."

Feng Chuyue ignored the strangeness in her heart and did not respond to this sentence.

She quickly left the villa.

Only then did Yu Yan come down from upstairs.

"Tsk tsk, everyone is gone, and you are still so affectionate, Ah Nian, why didn't I realize that you are such a person before."

"Are you sure she's just your contract girlfriend, not your sweetheart?"

Rong Henian choked for breath.

He wasn't sure.

He didn't know what it was like to like someone, but the image of Feng Chuyue was always so vivid in his mind.

He can remember her every frown and smile.

If the palpitations are so intense that they cannot be ignored, then I probably like it.

"You like her." Yu Yan said straight away.

Rong Henian lowered his eyes: He is not qualified to talk about liking.

"Ayan, don't make such jokes in the future."

Yu Yan seemed to have noticed something, and he also had a serious face: "A Nian, it's normal to like someone, you like her, there is nothing to hide."

"You can even tell her generously, although, I don't agree with you being together."

"But I hope you can be happy and feel happy emotions."

Rong Henian suffers from mild emotional cognitive impairment.

It is difficult for him to understand other people's emotions, let alone like someone.

"I was thinking about it before. I think the little girl is not simple, she has a lot of emotional experience, and she has a fiance, so she is not suitable for you at all."

"But when I think about it later, she and those little boys are nothing but puppy love, just holding hands."

Rong Henian felt a pain in his heart, as if he couldn't catch his breath.

"Okay, stop talking, I'm not feeling well."

Yu Yan thought that he suddenly felt unwell, and immediately asked concerned: "What's going on, wasn't it fine before?"

"Feng Chuyue is too unreliable. Didn't she say that giving you needles won't affect your body?"

Yu Yan was thinking about it, Rong Henian's brows furrowed deeper and deeper: "It has nothing to do with her."

"It doesn't matter why, if it wasn't for her, would you be like this now?"

"If you ask me, Chinese medicine is really evil sometimes."

"Although I have been influenced by my grandfather since I was a child, I still think that Chinese medicine is a metaphysics."

Rong Henian: "I think you are the metaphysics."

Yu Yan was stunned: "Rong Henian, I'm discussing serious matters with you, and I won't bring you such personal attacks."

"Also, have you been defending Feng Chuyue just now?"

"And said you don't like her!"

"However, it's useless if you like it. She still has a fiancé."

"I think the little girl is heartless, so she may not have feelings for you."

Rong Henian covered his heart, not wanting to talk to Yu Yan.

He called Feng Chuyue.

Feng Chuyue was only halfway there, and was very surprised to receive a call from Rong Henian.

Rong Henian was very direct on the phone: "Ah Yue, my heart hurts."

"Ah?" Feng Chuyue was stunned, "Is it a sudden heart attack?"

"I don't know, but I'm stuffy, hurt, and can't breathe." Rong Henian described his feelings, with a delicate tone that he couldn't even detect.

Although, this man cannot be described as squeamish.

When Feng Chuyue heard this situation, she was really worried: "How could this happen?"

"Where is Yu Yan next to you? Let him take your pulse first, and I'll go back right away."

After finishing speaking, Feng Chuyue didn't hang up the phone and asked the driver to turn around.

The driver belonged to the Rong family, so he naturally heard Feng Chuyue's words.

He was also worried about the young master, so he turned around very quickly.

"He's not in now."

Rong Henian spoke nonsense with his eyes open.