After arguing with the wealthy husband

Sitting on the sofa, Flammable restlessly refreshed the hot search page on Weibo.

He's been hanging there for almost two hours.Seeing that the entries were pushed up little by little, he felt that his breathing was about to become difficult.

Although Mr. Rong's ability is worthy of recognition, but there has been no movement for such a long time, which really made him start to doubt.

"He probably forgot about it..." Yi Ran muttered, and then he heard his stomach growl twice, indicating that he was hungry.

Originally, he wanted to go to the brokerage company, but he didn't make it, but Rong Yan arranged it clearly.He looked around, and the decoration style of this huge house was as indifferent as Mr. Rong's appearance, so it looked even more empty. Looking at it made people feel empty and hopeless.

In order to stop himself from being so helpless, Yi Ran groped his way to the kitchen to look for food.

Needless to say, Mr. Rong's quality of life is not generally high.At least from Yan Ran's point of view, Rong Yan's life is really too comfortable, even the fruits are washed, peeled, divided, packed in boxes and placed in the refrigerator. Serve on a cold shelf.

The fruit is very fresh at first glance, and the flammable one who has been hungry for a long time can't hold back and takes out a box to fill his stomach first.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he still asked Mr. Rong for instructions, but Mr. Rong, who was busy negotiating, didn't have time to talk to this poor little one who had been hungry all day.

In the end, Yi Ran still opened two boxes of fruit. After eating it, he felt that it was not enough. After hesitating for a long time, he watched the sky darken before ordering takeaway.

At this moment, he was quietly nestling on the sofa and looking at his mobile phone. The trending searches had been deleted, and his heart was mostly at ease.Just as he was thinking about calling Chen Li, he heard a knock on the door.

Yi Ran thought it was a takeaway, and ran to open the door before he even had time to put on his shoes.

"I made soup for you and brought it here, you—" just as the door opened, a gentle female voice said, but the voice stopped abruptly at the moment when the two saw each other.

The person who came was a girl with an outstanding appearance, wearing a famous brand, her flammable eyes kept shaking.She looked at the person who opened the door and frowned displeasedly, "Who are you, why are you at Rong Yan's house?"

As she spoke, she looked him up and down, especially when she saw Yi Ran's bare feet.

Seeing that she was the eldest lady of a wealthy family, Yi Ran twitched the corners of her lips in embarrassment, "Mr. Rong asked me to wait here...to watch over his house."

The flammable appearance is quite resistant, the facial features are exquisite but not ostentatious, especially the white skin, which makes him have a fresh and refined feeling, so he can be regarded as recognizable.

The girl almost wrinkled her whole face, "Impossible. He never lets strangers into the house. Who are you?" Do you look familiar?"

Knowing that he is not well-known now, the flammable and uncomfortable turned his head away and did not speak.

Before the man could speak again, he heard the door being opened, and a clear voice came, "Did you order takeaway?"

The two looked back at the same time, only to see that Rong Yan was in a suit and leather shoes, frowning, carrying a large bag of takeaway lunch boxes that did not match his identity, and was lowering his head at the moment, preparing to change his shoes and enter the house.

Probably smelling some kind of strong perfume, Mr. Rong suddenly raised his head and saw the figure that gave him a headache, "Song Yu? What are you doing here?"

"What am I here for? I'm here to see you! Who is this man? What is he doing at your house?" The woman asked in a questioning tone as if she was the hostess of the house.

And this tone undoubtedly touched President Rong's bottom line.

Rong Yan's face suddenly became extremely ugly, "I should ask you this. Who told you to come to my house?" He said and waved to Yan Ran behind, "Come here and get your takeaway."

"Oh!" Yi Ran quickly ran to Rong Yan's side and brought the takeaway.

He was too hungry today and wanted to eat a lot, so he ordered more.It's just that he didn't expect that Rong Yan would personally carry it back.

Boss Rong stretched out his hand to rub his flammable hair as if no one else was around, and smiled dotingly on his face, "Are you counting my share?"

Rong Yan, who usually looks cold, smiled uncommonly, Yi Ran blushed, and quickly ran into the kitchen to avoid the embarrassing situation in front of him.

Even if he wants to eat melons, he knows to find a safe place.

"Rong Yan, I'm asking you something!" The woman refused to let go, and her originally gentle voice suddenly became sharp and harsh, even the flammable in the kitchen felt irritable.

Not to mention Mr. Rong who has a bad temper.

"Song Yu," Rong Yan glanced at her coldly, took off his suit jacket, and began to tug on his tie angrily, "If you have nothing to do, please go out."

Song Yu started to yell hysterically, "Rong Yan, we have a marriage contract! Don't forget, the cooperation between Rong's and Yu Chuan is not something you can just say!"

Another cooperation.Rong Yan gritted his teeth resentfully, why didn't he realize that Song Yu was so good at making fuss about his bottom line?

He has been overwhelmed by this incident for so many years, and it's time to explode.

"Cooperate?" Rong Yan pulled the corners of his lips coldly, and those dark eyes were staring at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

Song Yu had never seen such a look in his eyes.She was a little panicked, and couldn't help but take a few steps back in fright, "You, you..."

"Oh. Then the cooperation ends here, and the engagement is cancelled." His voice was cold and emotionless, "You can go."

Song Yu was so frightened that tears flowed out. Anyone who saw that pear blossom with rain would feel distressed, except Rong Yan of course.

Probably because the other party didn't respond for a long time, Song Yu didn't cry anymore, picked up the bag and the thermos and gave the kitchen a hard look, then went to look at Rong Yan.

As Yu Chuan's young lady, she would not abandon the most basic dignity for a man who doesn't love her.

"Rong Yan, think clearly, the engagement is not something you can cancel just by saying it!" She slammed the door behind her and left.

And when Yi Ran came out with the meal, he just heard the sound of a woman's high heels stepping on the ground and the door slamming, and froze for a moment in fright.

He turned his head to look at Rong Yan who had just hung up the phone, and blinked, "Have you eaten yet, do you want to go together?"

Mr. Rong just called his assistant to cancel the cooperation with Yu Chuan, when he turned his head and saw the cutie with a cute face, he couldn't help but feel better.

"it is good."

Mr. Rong usually doesn't eat take-out, and even if he does order, he won't use his chopsticks too much, but today he felt that the flammable food tasted to his liking, so he ate more.

After a meal, the atmosphere is particularly harmonious.

"I thought Rong couldn't get used to these things." Yi Ran looked at the pile of crayfish shells in his hand, and quickly peeled off the piece of shrimp meat in his hand and put it in Rong Yan's bowl.

Rong Yan ate half of such a large box of spicy crayfish, and he even unreasonably asked Flammable to shell himself.However, the flammable hand shorts of the people who live in other people's homes are the shortest, so they can only obediently become a shrimp peeler.

Mr. Rong glanced at the pile of shrimp shells, picked up the piece of shrimp meat and handed it to Yi Ran's mouth, "I didn't expect it either, maybe you are a better eater."

"Kudden!" Yi Ran was startled when he heard that, and his face turned red.Why does Mr. Rong activate the love talk skill at every turn? !

We don't know, and we dare not ask.

Rong Yan moved the shrimp meat to his mouth again, "You can't feed it with chopsticks, should you use your mouth?"

As he spoke, he made a gesture to stuff the shrimp meat into his mouth, and Yi Ran was so frightened that he quickly turned his hand over and opened his mouth to eat the shrimp meat on the chopsticks.

Mouth-to-mouth feeding is not a joke, Yan Ran has no intention of experiencing that feeling.

Looking at his little red face, Mr. Rong smiled in an unusually complacent manner, "How is it, does it smell good?"

Flammable nodded subconsciously, "It smells good! It smells good! It smells so good!"

Yi Xiaocuti, who was full of sincerity and flustered, made Rong Yan playful. He worked all afternoon at the company for this person, and it was reasonable to collect some debts after returning home.

He was about to lean over to tease him, but the rare ambiguity was broken by the vibrating sound of his mobile phone.

President Rong was a little annoyed and didn't call, but when he saw the note displayed on the screen, he could only frown and connect the phone.

Seeing him turn around to answer the phone, Yi Ran heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly lowered his head to grab a meal.I don't know why, facing the powerful Rong Yan, he always has no idea.

Perhaps he should be more confident, after all, he was originally driven by Rong Yan's money and power, but now he looks cowardly, as if he was being led by the nose.

Just as he was thinking, Rong Yan had finished answering the call and sat back at the table.

Yi Ran saw that he didn't move his chopsticks and didn't speak for a long time, and the atmosphere was so stalemate that he couldn't stand it, "What's the matter, is something wrong?"

Mr. Rong frowned, his handsome face was shrouded in a haze, and he felt a little more cold.

He pondered for a moment, then looked up at Yi Ran, "How old did you say last time?"

Being asked such a question suddenly, Yi Ran was also a little dazed, and he was taken aback for a moment before replying, "22."

"Well, it's just right, it's fine..." Rong Yan muttered a few words in a low voice, holding the chopsticks in his hand for a long time without picking them up again.Yi Ran looked at him obviously with something on his mind, but he didn't want to ask too many questions, so he ate by himself obediently.

After two more bites, his stomach was already full, Yi Ran put down the bowl and chopsticks to clean up the mess on the table, but Rong Yan grabbed his wrist just as he stood up.

He thought it was because Mr. Rong was not full, so he sat back down again, "Then I'll clean up later."

"I suppressed that matter for you, how are you going to thank me?" Rong Yan said suddenly, and the big hand holding the flammable wrist tightened a bit.

The flammable wrist hurt a little from being strangled, and the delicate face wrinkled together, "I, I wasn't... last night..." Did you pay for it?

He was a little confused, so he looked at the man in front of him, always feeling that there was some conspiracy hidden in those unfathomable eyes.

"Not enough." Rong Yan let go, lowered his head, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and silently lit one.He took a breath and exhaled slowly.

Amidst the white smoke, the pair of eyes staring at Flammable flickered, "Get married, follow me."

The author has something to say: President Rong's small class: You have to be direct when chasing men. (mark the key points, to be tested)