Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

After about a week, the news about the wedding finally faded, and people began to focus on other things.

The most popular searches on the Internet are about the little princess Xu Rong, and the marriage of the Si family, Si Nuo. It has not yet been revealed who the man is, and many people have begun to guess which family it is.

Xu Rong has been getting very close to the third young master Qin recently, and a paparazzi even took a picture of them entering the hotel together. Once it was released, it immediately aroused discussions on the Internet.

Some are saying that the capital and the government should join forces, and some are saying that Xu Rong is not disciplined.

She has just become a princess and started to live that kind of extravagant life. No one knows who Qin San is, but she actually got mixed up with him.

The post at 10 o'clock in the evening disappeared within [-] minutes of [-]:[-]. Xu Rong's current team responded very quickly, and by the next morning, the topic disappeared.

But she couldn't stop her talking too much, this topic disappeared, and soon another topic about her popped up.

This time, it is said that the eldest son does not seem to like her as a daughter, because the eldest son Fang has not responded so far, and everyone just thinks she is a princess because the eldest princess said she is.

Soon there were many whistleblowers who said they knew the inside news. Some said that the eldest son did not dare to publicly admit her to protect her, and some said that the eldest son had no feelings for her.

Anyway, there are all kinds of things, it's just a group of demons dancing wildly.

Yan Rongrong glanced at the news occasionally, she was not to mention how happy she was recently, because Si Boheng was suddenly free.

The euphemism is to give yourself a wedding leave.

He accompanied Yan Rongrong every day, waking up, eating together, taking walks together, and even... bathing together.

Yan Rongrong has a big belly now, and Si Boheng is no longer worried about her taking a bath alone in the bathroom, so he washes for her every day.

Seeing that the baby in her womb has reached seven and a half months, Yan Rongrong's legs and feet are already swollen. Now she can't even take a walk for too long, and she feels tired after walking for a while.

Si Boheng still didn't go to work, and stayed with her every day, and even made cakes and meals for her by himself.

The two had a peaceful and sweet life for half a month after their marriage.

On this day, Yan Rongrong received a shocking gift.

The gift was a video, and she was shocked to find that the shop Si Boheng gave her was already open for business.

She watched it several times and felt that it was not true. Her shop hadn't been decorated yet, but the shop in the video was decorated very delicately, and even set off firecrackers to welcome customers.

It says on the door sign.

“Easy to eat hot pot restaurant”

Yan Rongrong blinked and looked at Si Boheng.

"Is this my shop?"

Si Boheng looked down, smiled and nodded.

"Yes, it seems that the shop is open, you can go and have a look if you have time."

"Is it really our shop?"

Yan Rongrong's eyes were full of surprise.

"You finished it? Send it to me?"

Si Boheng filled a bowl of soup for Yan Rongrong, and said while stirring the spoon to dry.

"It's not me, but since someone gave it to you, you can accept it. You are a small boss now, and someone will send you the daily accounts in the future. You can look at it yourself."

Yan Rongrong frowned, if it wasn't Si Boheng, who could it be?

She froze her eyes suddenly, but then she felt that it was impossible, it was not a relative, why did he give her such an expensive gift?

"Then this person..."

Yan Rongrong wanted to ask more questions, but Si Boheng grabbed her by the shoulders and bent slightly to look at her.

"Hairy, the time hasn't come yet, so there's no need to explore, just keep what's given to you, don't have any psychological burden, okay?"

Yan Rongrong nodded ignorantly, but the thought popped up uncontrollably in her heart,

It is impossible for anyone who is not relatives or reasons to give someone else's shop, unless there is a relationship.

But the DNA was so clear that day, and the equipment couldn't be faked, so she didn't understand why.

But Si Boheng didn't let her ask, so she pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Then let's go to the hot pot restaurant now."

Si Boheng looked at the soup he had just stewed, and Yan Rongrong's excited expression, and sighed.

"Okay, I'll show you there, and I'll change clothes."

He unbuttoned his apron and walked to the bedroom.

Yan Rongrong picked up the bowl of soup and drank it in small sips, but it was so hot that he sucked it into his mouth.

When Si Boheng packed up and came out, he found that there was only half of the pot of soup left, and Yan Rongrong was beside him touching his stomach and belching.

"The soup my husband makes is delicious. Don't waste the rest. I'll drink it when I come back at night."

Si Boheng looked at her stomach worriedly.

"Aren't you full? You have to eat less often, don't eat too much."

Yan Rongrong held his hand and let him touch his stomach.

"No, look, it's fine."

Si Boheng drove Yan Rongrong to the hot pot restaurant.

Before entering the door, Yan Rongrong felt the excitement, the inside was full of people, and there was not even a single empty table.

Fang Cheng, who was greeting the guests, had the best eyesight, and ran over quickly when he saw Yan Rongrong and Si Boheng.

"President"

Si Boheng nodded slightly, and Yan Rongrong quickly took her arm.

"Sister, why are you here? Business here is good!"

Fang Cheng took a look at her own president and was a little depressed. She is obviously a white-collar worker in a big company, and now she is the shopkeeper of a hot pot restaurant.

But when facing Yan Rongrong, she smiled.

"You've just opened here, so I'm afraid you won't be too busy. I'll take care of it for you. Don't worry if you leave it to me. I'll send you the account books every day."

Yan Rongrong said quickly.

"You don't need to run back and forth, just take a picture and send it to me. It's so convenient for me to watch it on my phone."

Who knew that the moment the words finished, Si Boheng said.

"No, you have to read the paper."

Fang Cheng was afraid that the president would be really angry, so he hurriedly said.

"I'm on the way, it's very convenient, it's okay, I'll just drop it off for you."

Yan Rongrong had no choice but to say that Secretary Fang had worked hard.

They went up to the second floor with Si Boheng to have a look, but they didn't dare to look too much, after all, Si Boheng's face was too conspicuous, and Yan Rongrong is now a pregnant woman, if they were watched by crowds, they might be in danger.

Fang Cheng opened the best box for them, then brought the menu and asked Yan Rongrong if he wanted to eat here today.

Yan Rongrong rubbed her stomach, she drank a lot of soup when she came, she couldn't eat it now, but smelling the aroma of hot pot, she was so greedy that she didn't want to leave.

She simply pestered Si Boheng to sit in the box until dinner was ordered, and the soup in her stomach was almost consumed, so she hurriedly took the menu and ordered.

Si Boheng sat on the side and looked at her tenderly.

When Yan Rongrong came, he would accompany her, and if she wanted to wait, he would also accompany her.

He now finds that as long as it's something to do with Furry, no matter how boring it is, he won't find it boring, and he cherishes it all the more.

Eating hot pot at night, looking at the night view outside, Yan Rongrong felt that life is simply too comfortable, and the most important thing is to have a lover by her side.

This is the happiest thing.

But Si Boheng's cell phone rang, and after seeing the incoming call, he went out to answer the call.

Yan Rongrong looked at it for a while, then picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat her own food, but would look up at the door from time to time, waiting for Si Boheng to come back.

Si Boheng talked on the phone for about ten minutes, and when he came back, there was no emotion on his face.

Yan Rongrong picked up two pieces of fat beef for him, and asked casually.

"Whose phone is it?"

Si Boheng patted her head, but said nothing.

Yan Rongrong paused the hand holding the vegetables, and turned to look at him.

But Si Boheng didn't mean to answer her question just now, he obviously avoided it, Yan Rongrong thought it was a business matter, so he didn't ask any more.