CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

Mu Qianqian really didn't know what she was doing here. Did Rong Heting not feel that she was an eyesore?    

    

Ting Lan was afraid that Mu Qianqian would anger Rong Heting again, so she opened her mouth at the right time to help Mu Qianqian out. She was able to understand more or less how Mu Qianqian felt when she saw Ling Jinghan.    

    

Qianqian was too young, too different from the rest of them who were scheming and fighting!    

    

"Has Qianqian eaten yet?"    

    

Mu Qianqian didn't want to meet up with Rong Heting in this kind of situation. Just as she was about to refuse and say that she had eaten, a disagreeable sound came from her stomach, making her swallow the lie that was about to reach her mouth.    

    

Rong Heting didn't say anything. He just stood up and walked towards the dining table with a dark expression. Ling Jinghan also pulled Mu Qianqian and followed behind Rong Heting.    

    

As usual, Rong Heting sat on the main seat, and Mu Qianqian wasn't too afraid of him. After eating so many meals at Rong Manor, she had gotten used to Ting Lan not coming over to the table. She walked straight to her seat, sat obediently and didn't dare raise her head.    

    

Ling Jinghan's heart was in turmoil as she watched Mu Qianqian sit at the table. Even her usual gentle smile was gone.    

    

She thought that Mu Qianqian probably didn't know the rules of Rong Manor, because if she rashly went to the table, she would definitely make everyone unhappy. Especially Rong Heting, since Rong Family had always been strict, it was impossible for him not to reprimand Mu Qianqian.    

    

But why? Why did everyone look like they were used to it?    

    

Ting Lan didn't make any movements, and even Maid Lee, who followed the rules, wasn't unhappy in the slightest. As for the man in the main seat, he was even more relaxed. Only then did she realize how laughable her suggestion was. Not only could she not touch Mu Qianqian in the slightest, she even slapped her own face.    

    

Ling Jinghan tried her best to calm her breathing and endure her impulse. When she could smile again, she walked to Rong Heting's side meekly.    

    

"Heting, let me help you with the food, okay?"    

    

Seeing that Rong Heting did not object, Ling Jinghan stood at the dining table as per usual and served Rong Heting according to the rules of the Rong Family.    

    

Mu Qianqian's actions of biting down on her chopsticks stiffened when Ling Jinghan stood behind the table. Even the mistress didn't dare to serve the table? Then, had she overstepped her boundaries after so many days? Especially now, what was she doing sitting here?    

    

Hurriedly putting down her chopsticks, Mu Qianqian wanted to get up and leave the table, but Rong Heting stopped her with a single word.    

    

"Sit down!" Seeing Mu Qianqian trembling, Rong Heting retracted his reprimand, but his tone was still cold. "Aren't you hungry?" Sit down and eat! "    

    

Mu Qianqian panicked inside. She knew Rong Heting was in a bad mood today, so she didn't dare to resist. She helplessly picked up the chopsticks on the table and lowered her head to eat, not daring to look at anyone.    

    

Ling Jinghan's face turned paler and paler. She understood what Rong Heting meant. He was punishing her!    

    

He had not given her any face the whole afternoon. Now, he was letting Mu Qianqian sit here, while she was standing here. The obvious warning was to let her clearly see her position!    

    

Ling Jinghan laughed self-deprecatingly. Did she break his bottom line just because she got Ye Feng and Mu Qianqian together?    

    

Ling Jinghan tried her best to calm her trembling hands as she placed Rong Heting's favorite dish onto a plate. Her gaze gradually turned sharp as she looked at Mu Qianqian.    

    

Rong Heting didn't pay attention to Ling Jinghan's thoughts. He frowned as he looked at the little guy, who was too focused on eating his food, not moving at all. She didn't want to pay any attention to it, so she reached for her favorite braised pork and chicken wings, which she unintentionally stuffed into Mu Qianqian's bowl.    

    

The scene on the table stung Ling Jinghan's eyes, making Mu Qianqian even more uneasy. Mu Qianqian finally managed to eat the bowl of rice with great difficulty. She quickly put down her chopsticks and turned around, leaving without waiting for Rong Heting's objection.    

    

"I... I'm done eating, I'm still … "I still have things to do, so I'll head back to school first."    

    

Mu Qianqian's voice was broken as she ran to the door. Just as she was about to leave, she heard a loud noise coming from the dining table. Her body froze at the door and her legs that stepped out were pulled back.    

    

Rong Heting had only placed the bowl heavily on the table, and it caused everyone in the Rong Manor to be so shocked that they did not dare to make a sound. They knew that their Young Master was truly angry.    

    

"Go back to your room."    

    

Mu Qianqian didn't roar out in anger nor did she reprimand him. She merely said those cold words, but Mu Qianqian sensed the danger and lowered her head. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes as she tried her best not to let them down. Ignoring everyone's sympathetic gazes, he quickly ran back upstairs.    

    

In the restaurant, Ling Jinghan was equally scared. Rong Heting continued to eat calmly, as if everything just now was just an illusion.    

    

After dinner, Rong Heting went upstairs without even looking at Ling Jinghan. When he walked past her, he stopped.    

    

"Look at your own identity. Remember what I said, don't ever do it again."    

    

"You said she was just a plaything!"    

    

Ling Jinghan begged Rong Heting to tell her again, but she just couldn't trust Mu Qianqian.    

    

Rong Heting walked further and further away, leaving behind a vague reply, "What do you think?"    

    

Ting Lan saw everything with her own eyes and felt helpless. The cute girl had still attracted her attention. Ling Jinghan had already made her move earlier, so she would only get worse in the future. Does young master really treat Qianqian as a plaything?    

    

In the bedroom, Mu Qianqian looked at the furniture that she was already familiar with, feeling sad and anxious, she continuously organized the words that she would have to say to Rong Heting after a while. She no longer wanted to experience the awkwardness of today, regardless of whether it made the man angry or not, she had to explain everything clearly, then she left Rong Manor and left Rong Heting, never to interact with these people ever again.    

    

The sound of the lock opening made Mu Qianqian tense her body and retreated to the corner. Mu Qianqian saw Rong Heting walk in with a gloomy expression. Before she could say anything, Rong Heting turned around and entered the bathroom.    

    

Mu Qianqian's nervous heart relaxed when Rong Heting turned around. However, she didn't say anything. She couldn't leave without permission, so she could only wait obediently.    

    

The sound of running water in the bathroom made her heart pound. Mu Qianqian prayed that everything would go smoothly and that Rong Heting would let her go. She was really scared, just like last time.    

    

This time, Rong Heting walked out of the bathroom wearing a black bathrobe. He didn't walk towards Mu Qianqian, who was hiding in the corner. Instead, he stared at her coldly.    

    

"I have something to tell you, and that agreement is invalid. I don't want to exchange benefits with you anymore!" Mu Qianqian forced herself to say what she was thinking and waited for Rong Heting's reply.    

    

"Oh? You don't want your uncle's bone marrow? " Rong Heting smiled playfully. It seemed like he had something to play with tonight.    

    

"I don't need you to help me get it. I'll go beg him myself. There will be a way."