Cannon fodder tore the fake young master Script [MTL]

Ch 21 - Send Me All?

Rong Rong and Rong Zheng came out of the cafeteria and met the uncle of the Rong family.

Because Rong Weiping was scolded by his second brother on the phone, he naturally didn't have a good face when he saw brothers Rong Zheng and Rongrong.

"Okay, I have learned to put eye drops in front of my second brother. I looked down on you in the past."

Rong Weiping decided that the person who spoke ill of him must be Rongrong.

Therefore, this strange word of Yin and Yang is also aimed at Rongrong.

Rongrong's eyes flashed with surprise.

Did Dad call my uncle?

Listening to Uncle's tone, did Dad really talk about him on the phone?

Rongrong is in a good mood.

Before Rong Zheng could speak, he smiled back and said, "It's the uncle who taught me well."

Rong Weiping was so angry that he strode forward in an impulsive manner, "You kid..."

Rong Zheng blocked Rongrong's face in a timely manner, "I am the one who is talking to my father..."

To Shang Rong Weiping's stunned eyes, Rong Zheng said in a low voice, "If my uncle thinks that he is applying eye drops, then the person who applied the eye drops is me, and this matter has nothing to do with Rongrong. ."

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Rongrong returned to Rong Zheng's office, and the smile on her lips never went away.

"I see that Uncle's lunch is so choked that he might be choked up."

Rongrong sucked the soda in the cup, and when he thought of Rong Weiping's ugly face but didn't dare to get angry with his brother, he had to leave in aggrieved manner, and he was happy.

The child bit the straw, his eyes full of slyness.

Rong Zheng couldn't smile.

As long as he thinks that his uncle and uncle have said those excessive things to Rongrong when his parents don't know, he will feel very distressed.

"Are you going home in the afternoon or continue in my lounge and go back together after I get off work?"

Rongrong emptied the soda in the glass, "Go back first. It's time to give your nose a break after smelling it all morning."

Smelling too many spices in one day is not only a burden to the nose, but also easy to lose the original sense of smell.

Rong Zheng nodded, and he personally didn't agree with Rong Rong locking himself in the lounge all day to smell the fragrance.

Rongrong's eyes were full of thoughts about the precious perfumes and all kinds of spices in the entire showcase.

Rongrong smiled, revealing two small fangs, "Brother, do you really give me whatever I like?"

Rong Zheng glanced at him, "I lied to you?"

Rongrong pushed open the door of the rest room, walked in, turned her head and said to Rong Zheng, "Then I'm welcome?"

Rong Zheng said lightly: "You don't need to be polite."

Rongrong threw the finished soda into the trash can and hummed happily.

A trace of doubt flashed in Rong Zheng's eyes.

"I'm a Painter"?

Fluffy likes nursery rhymes.

Rong Zheng wrote it down silently in his heart.

With so many bottles of spices, Rong Rong would definitely not be able to take it away with both hands. Rong Zheng went to the closet and brought him a Hermes bag.