After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me-Chapter 629 - 387: Rong Yanqiao VS Rong Qingze_2

Before she could say anything, his large hand traced along her nightgown, measuring inch by inch against her skin.

He bit her fiercely.

"Did Huo Yanshu touch you yesterday?"

"No."

Huo Yanshu had never touched her.

Not even for her face, unlike Rong Qingze.

"Uncle, I’m not that inconsiderate. But if you ask, I’ll do it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Qingze pulled her down from him.

He pressed her lower back, pinning her to the sofa.

The bowl of hangover soup spilled all over the sofa.

Rong Qingze didn’t let her go; instead, he was even rougher.

"The Rong Family intends to arrange your marriage with Huo Yanshu."

A foster daughter, if she could bring something in return for the Rong Family, no one would say anything.

Besides, this was with the old man’s tacit approval.

Rong Yanqiao turned the question to Rong Qingze, "I’ll listen to Uncle."

If Rong Qingze said to get engaged, she could only do as he said.

Rong Qingze’s lips curled into a mocking smile, "You’re so obedient?"

"Of course. If I’m not obedient, Uncle won’t like it, and I can’t let Uncle dislike me."

The word "like" was so sharp to Rong Qingze’s ears.

Rong Qingze pressed harder, "Liking you? You’re not worthy. The Huo Family is recently collaborating with an overseas company, H Corporation. Find a way to get me that contract."

"Okay..."

Rong Yanqiao responded shakily.

After who knows how long, Rong Qingze finally released her.

Only then did Rong Yanqiao slowly get up.

The sky outside turned a pale fish-belly white.

"Uncle, what do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you."

Rong Qingze said indifferently, "Whatever."

No matter how skilled Rong Yanqiao was in cooking, Rong Qingze had no interest.

Rong Yanqiao wasn’t affected at all; she went into the kitchen.

When she brought out a bowl of handmade egg and vegetable noodles, she heard Rong Qingze on the phone, "Prepare a wedding gift for the Lin family lady’s wedding banquet."

Lin Family’s lady, Lin Quan.

Lin Quan was getting married, and her groom was that heartless Zhao Yixing!

How could this be?

Why should she be burned by fire like that, suffering to change her name and endure humiliation, while he lives such a carefree life!

"Uncle, I want to attend Lin Family’s daughter’s wedding banquet!"

Back then, when Rong Yanqiao was trapped in the fire, her body was burned in multiple places.

She agreed to become Rong Yanqiao, but she had one condition: revenge.

Rong Qingze hung up the phone and picked up her words, "Then you should ask Huo Yanshu."

"Okay."

Rong Yanqiao said nothing more.

She placed the bowl of noodles in front of Rong Qingze.

After Rong Qingze finished eating, he went upstairs.

She leaned on the chair in front of the dining table, pondering.

Unexpectedly, footsteps approached from afar.

She looked up and saw Huo Yanshu, dressed in a black suit, walking gracefully from the entrance.

"Why so early?"

Rong Yanqiao stepped forward.

Upstairs, there was still Rong Qingze!

Huo Yanshu said lightly, "I just returned from out of town and passed by you."

Rong Yanqiao was startled.

If that’s the case, wouldn’t Huo Yanshu stay and rest here?

"Then you’re lucky I didn’t go to the set today." Rong Yanqiao said with a smile.

Huo Yanshu noticed Rong Yanqiao’s clear mind at this moment and the current time.

"Rarely not filming, why up so early?"

He saw the empty bowl on the dining table.

Rong Yanqiao slowly replied, "Recently, I’ve been shooting night scenes, my time is off, and I want to go out and handle some things."

She remained calm and unaffected.

Now, she couldn’t let Huo Yanshu find out anything. freewёbnoνel-com

And with her explanation, Huo Yanshu believed her, "Then change your clothes, I’ll take you out."

"Okay."

Given their current relationship, she did not refuse Huo Yanshu.

As soon as she opened the door to the room, she saw Rong Qingze’s dark eyes coldly staring at her from the sofa.

His gaze carried a hint of threat.

"Uncle, why aren’t you asleep yet?"

It had been several hours since he’d arrived.

Why was his energy still so high!

Rong Qingze didn’t answer, and Rong Yanqiao ignored it. She went to the dressing room and selected a red dress, round-necked at the front but with a large open back and tight fit.

Seeing this, Rong Qingze felt irritated. He stepped forward, pressing his hand on her shoulder, pinning her to the wall, "Don’t treat my words like air."

"Uncle, rest assured, I’m not filming these three days; I’ll definitely get the contract for you."

Rong Yanqiao, unaffected, wrapped her arms around Rong Qingze’s neck.

She smiled sweetly.

Just as she was about to kiss Rong Qingze, he pushed her away, "Then do it well."

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