Chapter 332

Mr. Wang turned to Rong Jing and Jiang Hao with a please gesture: "This is not the place to talk, please come with me."

He brought the three of Gracie to his office.

I planned to cooperate with the Rong family before, and the conditions were almost negotiated. Now, I just confirmed it again.

Seeing Rong Jing and Mr. Wang sign each other's names on the contract, Jiang Hao let out a sigh of relief. What happened today was really exciting.

She couldn't help sighing: "If I hadn't met you, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so smooth today."

Mr. Wang also thought the same: "That's why the word fate is wonderful."

He glanced at the time: "Speaking of it, it's not too early. If you don't dislike it, why not go to my house for a homely meal? My mother has always wanted to meet her savior."

Just as Jiang Hao was about to nod, the sleeves of her sleeves were pulled forcibly.

Rong Ning lip-mouthed her: "Lingling!"

Almost forgot that he was still obsessed with Lingling and wanted to find someone.

Jiang Hao changed his tune and said, "We still have something to do, so it's not convenient, so we won't go."

"Okay." Mr. Wang said regretfully, "Then I'll give you a ride."

"Thank you." As soon as the three stood up, the door of the office was pushed open, "Dad, Mom asked me to call you home for dinner."

Rong Ning exclaimed: "Lingling!"

"Ah... Aning?" Lingling took a step back in shock: "You, why are you here?"

Rong Ning was hurt and said, "Lingling, what do you mean by this expression? We meet again after a long absence, shouldn't we have a warm hug?"

"I..." Lingling suddenly made up her mind and said with firm eyes: "A Ning, I'm sorry, my mother doesn't agree with my early love, so... let's break up..."

"I don't agree!" Rong Ning refused. "How can true love be divided by age? Your mother is prejudice!"

"You actually said bad things about my mother." Ling Lingqi's cheeks bulged: "Break up! I must break up with you!"

"Yes, I'm sorry, I shouldn't speak ill of your mommy. But Lingling, I really don't want to break up with you." Rong Ning took two steps forward, wanting to hold Lingling's hand, and said affectionately: " Lingling, if we separate, no one will play with you in the future..."

"My mom just bought me a whole set of my favorite dolls, and now I don't need you to play with me anymore." Lingling took a step back and avoided Rong Ning: "I don't like you now, please you later Don't pester me."

Rong Ning stretched out his arm: "Lingling!"

Lingling had already run out, leaving only an indifferent and ruthless back.

Rong Ning knelt down on one knee in pain, covered his heart, and muttered, "I can't compare to a doll... I can't compare to a doll..."

The parents of both sides who watched the breakup scene all looked at each other and were speechless.

"That..." Jiang Hao cleared her throat, but didn't know what to say.

Mr. Wang smiled dryly: "I heard Lingling's mother say that she was very close to a boy, but I didn't expect it to be your son. What a coincidence."

Jiang Hao followed with a dry smile: "Yes, what a coincidence, what a coincidence." In case Lingling told her parents that Rong Ning wanted to abduct her to run away...

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Hao didn't know what expression to use to face Mr. Wang: "Let's go first, stay for a while, no need to send it."

As she said that, she held Rong Jing with her left hand and pulled Rong Ning up from the ground with her right hand, and walked away quickly.

Sitting in the car, Rong Ning still couldn't recover from the blow just now, and he kept repeating the words: "I can't compare to a doll... I can't compare..."

"A Ning, in other words, okay?"

Rong Ning's eyes were extremely hurt: "Mummy, I've lost my love, and my rival in love turned out to be a doll! This thing is...that's..."

Rong Jing said coldly, "It's your incompetence."

"Jing! It's fine if you don't help, but you're still in trouble!" Rong Ning hugged Jiang Hao's waist, crying and seeking comfort: "My rival in love is not even a human being, so I have no way to fight, Mommy. , I'm so sad..."

"Pfft!" Jiang Hao hurriedly covered her mouth: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh..."

"Mummy!" Rong Ning was truly heartbroken: "Why even you are gloating about misfortune, I'm not your most beloved son!"

Jiang Hao tried his best to straighten his face: "Yes, yes, of course you are, but when I think of you saying that your rival in love doesn't even count as a human being, just... poof..."

Jiang Hao turned her face, her body kept shaking: "I don't mean to laugh..."

"You, you!" Rong Ning really felt desperate in this world.

Jiang Hao tried her best, and finally stopped the urge to laugh, "A Ning, don't be sad, one failure means nothing, and there will be many good girls waiting for you in the future."

Rong Ning turned around angrily: "You guys don't understand what I'm thinking!"

Jiang Hao and Rong Jing looked at each other, and Rong Jing said lightly, "Don't worry about him, you'll be fine if you figure it out yourself."

Who knows, this incident seemed to hit Rong Ning not so much. After returning home, he plunged into his room and didn't come out, and he didn't even eat.

"He wouldn't be really emotional, would he?" Jiang Li was really unsure now.

Rong Jing said the same thing again: "Don't worry about him, you'll be fine if you figure it out yourself."

"Are you really your father?" Jiang Li got up: "I'll go in and persuade him."

After ten minutes, Jiang Hao silently walked out of Rong Ning's room and sat beside Rong Jing without saying a word.

After a few more minutes, she couldn't help but said, "Don't you even ask me what I talked about with Aning?"

Rong Jing asked in cooperation, "Then what did you talk about?"

"A Ning can only say two words now. 1: I can't compare to a doll." Jiang Li stretched out another finger: "2: You don't understand at all."

"It's okay." Rong Jing nodded: "I will say a few more words."

"Hey!" Jiang Hao pushed him angrily.

Rong Jing held her in his arms: "Don't worry about it, juvenile feelings are always poems, which cannot be understood by us old people. All we can do is..."

He leaned close to Jiang Hao's ear and said with a chuckle, "Do what we all love to do."

"Rogue!" Jiang Hao beat his hand down with a blushing face: "Who likes to do it..."

Rong Jing said brazenly, "Me."

"You!" Jiang Hao made him speechless.

"Abi, I miss you. I've been thinking about it for a while now." Rong Jing's deep voice was like a beautiful cello, composing an irresistible movement.

"Shall we go back to the room?"

Jiang Hao bit her lower lip lightly: "You...you can't go too far."

"it is good."

Rong Jing agreed very readily, and when he fulfilled his promise, he regretted it even more readily.

The temperature between the two is only a little short of Mars, and it can detonate with a bang.

"Rong Jing, I'll be an idiot if I believe in you again." This was Jiang Hao's last thought before she fell into a coma.